1A/N I have made some small changes and I will probably
be making a lot more. Also, I will have the second chapter up soon.
The Forest
A flash of lighting streaked through the dark skies of Cherokee's county forest while a frightened rabbit tries to escaped though a hole in the center of a dead tree but to late as the wolf pounced on its prey. Nearby three men walked single filed toward the forest for the man in middle, Charlie Tyler it maybe his last walk anywhere…. Vittoria Tabone the shorter of the three men better know as the Weasel had the lead. He carried a shovel and flashlight while Matt Hogan a large burly man brought up the rear in his hand was a .38 he press the nuzzle hard into Charlie already wounded back. A groan escaped Charlie lips as he walked onward toward his death.
Charlie felled down for the fifth time he swored soflty getting up mud and leaves covered his blue polo shirt and khaki pants he shook the mud off while furtively glance toward the forest. Sudennly, Matt aimed the .38 at back of Charlie's head, click.Charlie froze he didn't need to see the gun to know that Mack had cocked the trigger.
"Quit stalling I want to get this over with," he snarled at Charlie.
"Why don't we do him right here? Weasel said glancing nervously toward the woods. He started to chew on his lower lip a habit of his since puberty. Charlie felt panic tugging at his chest I have to stalled for time. Keep them talking and walking toward...He looks desperate toward the growing up near here, he had listened to his father strange stories about this place.
"Nah, the Boss want to make sure no one find the body. We have to buried him deep in woods.
"You always do what the boss tell you, Mack," Charlie said softly
"Yeah."
"Suppose I offered you ten thousand dollars to let me go." The Weasel whistled as Mack studied Charlie an for first time since leaving the casino he lower the gun then he got up was only a few inch from Charlie's face. Charlie could smell the pepperment masking the whiskey on his breath.
"Now where would a bum like you get that kinda money."
"I been saving it for hard time and right now I think this is as bad as it going to get." Mack shook his head slowly.
"Mack that a lot money, we could..." Weasel protested.
"You wanted end up in grave beside him because that what happen if we cross the boss." Mack said he look amused at Charlie. "You know for a smart guy, you sure did a dumb move. I mean sleeping with the boss wife is Celia that good?" Charlie stared at gun in Mack's hand then he stared at Mack until the leering grin on the man face let out a long sigh he knew he should let it go.
"You're nothing more than Billy Rays flunkie, the only way a woman would pay attention to you is for you to hold a gun on one," he said then turn his back on Mack. Weasel laugh while Mack's face redening he clinched the gun in his hand. Weasel watched both men in anticipated. Mack voice was harsh with anger.
"I guess not, smart guy, but I'm not the one that being buried alive. Now am I." Silence felled between the men only the screach of owl as it swung down on small brown mouse was heard.
"Talking is over smart guy get moving," he said once again point the gun in Charlie back they headed into the woods.