Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Plotting Revenge

Rattler collapsed the empty beer can in his hand and threw it across the dark room. Feeling his way to the bedroom, he found the hidden Colt .45 automatic and stuck it in his belt. Then he put on his trench coat and beret, and walked six blocks down the street.

"What's going on, man?" Chako said, stepping outside. The intensity in Eugene's eyes left no doubt about his purpose. "Let's go for a ride, Chako." Chako studied him. "You really have to do this?" Eugene nodded. "Tonight, man. I have to do it tonight." Chako opened the battered screen door. "OK, Rattler. Come in and have something to eat. Then we'll go for a ride and get this out of your system."

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