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I awoke later on to the sound of my cell phone ringing. I could not answer my phone in time as at first I had to gather my senses and try and get myself back to my feet. As I got up and looked around I saw Tyler’s body laying there in a pool of blood. I felt sick to my stomach. “How did I get myself into such a fucked up situation and what am I supposed to do now?” I thought to myself. Down on the ground next to Tyler’s body was a business card with Richie’s name and number on it.
The phone rang again. I looked down at it and it was my wife calling. I answered and my wife inquired where I was at this late hour. I paused and thought for a few seconds. “Pack your bags with things you two need for the next few days, you need to get out of town.” I said. “What? What happened, why do we need to leave for a few days?” she asked. “You’re suspicions about the job I got from Tyler were right, I got mixed into some drug running and now they think I stole their money.” I replied. “You stole money from drug dealers?!?” she gasped. “No, I didn’t steal anything!” I shouted “They think I stole it and they want me to pay it back!” “They threatened you and our son, so you need to pack your shit and get ready to leave now!” I said.
She was silent on the phone for a bit. “Where are we supposed to go, you know my mom is out of the country?” she asked.
“No going to relatives, just pack your stuff and I will arrange the transportation for you to go somewhere.” I said. “Do it fast; I’ll be home shortly to take you to the bus station.”
“What about you?” she inquired “Are you coming with us?”
I said “No, I have to take care of this here first.” and then hung up the phone.
I looked through Tyler’s wallet and found fifty bucks in cash. I’m gonna need more cash than this, I thought to myself. I went to the back of the hangar to check Tyler’s car. I rummaged through it finding only change and an unloaded .38 revolver. After grabbing the revolver I started back towards my car and drove home.
I got home and went inside and saw the suitcase my wife had packed. There were a couple of extra bags with stuff for my son. I looked at some of his toys and drifted for a moment thinking about a time where we sat and played with those toys and the stress of recent events never existed. But none of that would be happening today.
My wife came out with our son. He had been put down for the night and was crying after having been woken up early. “You’ve gone and screwed things up now, haven’t you!” she said. “What was I supposed to do?” I asked “It seemed ok at the time.” I knew though in my mind that I could not really deny what she was saying. “It does not matter now, let’s go.” I said as I walked to the door.
We loaded up in the car and took a long silent drive to the bus station. The car ride soothed my son back to sleep. I went into the station and bought them their tickets. As we went to the bus I handed my wife the wad of cash Richie had given me. “Check into a hotel and pay cash.” I said “Keep your cell phone on and I will contact you when this is over.”
“What are you going to do?” she inquired. “Whatever needs to be done to protect my family” I said. I kissed my son as they boarded the bus and went back to my car.
I sat the in the car waiting for the bus to leave. As I sat there I tried to remember the good times my wife and I had when there was none of this crazy stuff. Tried to remember about the day our son was born. It was hard though to think about that stuff though, the day’s event left a bad feeling in my mind. How things can change in the blink of an eye.
The bus left and I went home. I lay in my bed waiting for morning in hopes of getting some sleep. Anytime my eyes closed I dreamt of what just happened. The gunfire, the blood, my wife’s tensed voice, our crying son. I knew what I had to do in order to come out of this.
Day 4
I was able to sleep some, but it was not enough as I was awoke in a cold sweat after again dreaming about last night. After taking a shower and inhaling some food to keep my mind from fogging up I grabbed my .45 from the gun case in my closet and threw all the bullets I had into a bag and headed for the car.
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