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Authors: EJ Nesbeth
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quick and painless end. But as for your friend here, I’m going to tear him apart limb by limb and feed him to my Rottweilers.”
The wiper swept across the windshield and Ryan began to hum the melody of Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head. Ava looked at him. He had her in constant amazement and was a far cry from the pusillanimous Ryan she knew.
“Take it from me, worrying gets you nowhere,” he explained in a very care free tone and she wondered even more.
He resumed his humming and Alverez became irate. “Stop humming that silly song,” he demanded and Ryan desisted.
The car cut through the narrow, dark road. It was nowhere Ryan or Ava recognized. They looked around in the darkness outside and all they could see were the outlines of trees on both sides. No one spoke. They shook a little as the car made its way along the uneven wet surface. Alverez eyed them through the rear view mirror whenever visibility allowed. Ava looked straight ahead while Ryan leaned back on the headrest with his eyes closed.
After several minutes of turbulence, he leaned forward and said, “I’m feeling a little nauseous.”
“That’s called ‘fear’, detective” Alverez suggested.
“No,” Ryan insisted, “I’m pretty sure it’s…” Before he could finish his sentence, a shower of vomit spewed from his mouth.
“Christ!” Alverez protested. “Not in my car. Pull over and take him outside.”
The car suddenly stopped and the man in the back seat pulled Ryan out, dragged him a few feet away from the car, and threw him onto the wet ground. Concerned, Ava attempted to look, but the windows were heavily tinted and the area was pitch black. She could hear him cough until it subsided. From the inside they could see that the rain was coming down a little heavier and the automatic wipers once again swayed. The driver found himself humming a few bars of the contagious Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head and Alverez gave him a threatening look, forcing his rendition to an end.
It then became obvious that Ryan and his guard had been away for an unexpectedly long time and that the outside had grown too quiet. Alverez rolled his window halfway down and called out for his man but, there was no response.
“I’ll go look, boss,” the driver volunteered, pulling his gun.
“No, you watch the girl,” he insisted as he grabbed the gun from his hand. Alverez exited and closed the door.
The driver looked around at Ava and smiled suggestively. “Looks like it’s just you and me, baby.”
Alverez wandered through the dark with the gun pointed in front of him. He circled the car then walked further and further away, calling out his missing henchman’s name, but there was no answer. All he could hear was the rain. A conspicuous object rested on the dark landscape and he walked over to it. Before him on the ground was the body of his henchman with a steak knife protruding from the side of his neck. His gun was missing.
Suddenly he heard a gunshot in the direction of the car. He turned around, but his search had cost him line of sight of the vehicle, so he hurried back towards it. As he approached within a few feet, he could see his driver lying motionless on the ground. He pulled the door open only to see Ava sitting around the steering wheel as if ready to take off.
“You think I’m some kind of idiot,” he said in a menacing voice as he poked her head with the gun.
“Well, not just any kind of idiot,” a voice behind him said. As he turned, another gunshot exploded and Alverez fell to the ground dead.
Ryan threw the gun on the ground beside him and walked around to the passenger side of the car. He entered and looked at Ava who seemed overwhelmed by a concoction of emotions. She felt relieved, but horrified by the violence, and amazed at how Ryan had pulled off such an escape.
“You just killed Mateo Alverez,” she said as she tried to come to terms with what had just happened. “Every man in the syndicate will be looking
The wiper swept across the windshield and Ryan began to hum the melody of Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head. Ava looked at him. He had her in constant amazement and was a far cry from the pusillanimous Ryan she knew.
“Take it from me, worrying gets you nowhere,” he explained in a very care free tone and she wondered even more.
He resumed his humming and Alverez became irate. “Stop humming that silly song,” he demanded and Ryan desisted.
The car cut through the narrow, dark road. It was nowhere Ryan or Ava recognized. They looked around in the darkness outside and all they could see were the outlines of trees on both sides. No one spoke. They shook a little as the car made its way along the uneven wet surface. Alverez eyed them through the rear view mirror whenever visibility allowed. Ava looked straight ahead while Ryan leaned back on the headrest with his eyes closed.
After several minutes of turbulence, he leaned forward and said, “I’m feeling a little nauseous.”
“That’s called ‘fear’, detective” Alverez suggested.
“No,” Ryan insisted, “I’m pretty sure it’s…” Before he could finish his sentence, a shower of vomit spewed from his mouth.
“Christ!” Alverez protested. “Not in my car. Pull over and take him outside.”
The car suddenly stopped and the man in the back seat pulled Ryan out, dragged him a few feet away from the car, and threw him onto the wet ground. Concerned, Ava attempted to look, but the windows were heavily tinted and the area was pitch black. She could hear him cough until it subsided. From the inside they could see that the rain was coming down a little heavier and the automatic wipers once again swayed. The driver found himself humming a few bars of the contagious Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head and Alverez gave him a threatening look, forcing his rendition to an end.
It then became obvious that Ryan and his guard had been away for an unexpectedly long time and that the outside had grown too quiet. Alverez rolled his window halfway down and called out for his man but, there was no response.
“I’ll go look, boss,” the driver volunteered, pulling his gun.
“No, you watch the girl,” he insisted as he grabbed the gun from his hand. Alverez exited and closed the door.
The driver looked around at Ava and smiled suggestively. “Looks like it’s just you and me, baby.”
Alverez wandered through the dark with the gun pointed in front of him. He circled the car then walked further and further away, calling out his missing henchman’s name, but there was no answer. All he could hear was the rain. A conspicuous object rested on the dark landscape and he walked over to it. Before him on the ground was the body of his henchman with a steak knife protruding from the side of his neck. His gun was missing.
Suddenly he heard a gunshot in the direction of the car. He turned around, but his search had cost him line of sight of the vehicle, so he hurried back towards it. As he approached within a few feet, he could see his driver lying motionless on the ground. He pulled the door open only to see Ava sitting around the steering wheel as if ready to take off.
“You think I’m some kind of idiot,” he said in a menacing voice as he poked her head with the gun.
“Well, not just any kind of idiot,” a voice behind him said. As he turned, another gunshot exploded and Alverez fell to the ground dead.
Ryan threw the gun on the ground beside him and walked around to the passenger side of the car. He entered and looked at Ava who seemed overwhelmed by a concoction of emotions. She felt relieved, but horrified by the violence, and amazed at how Ryan had pulled off such an escape.
“You just killed Mateo Alverez,” she said as she tried to come to terms with what had just happened. “Every man in the syndicate will be looking
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