Sunday, November 2nd, 2008
Issue: 98   Editor: Mikamon


Revenge is a meal Best served Cold! Pt. 2 FrankxLucas
April 22, 1921

I wake up feeling like I'd just had the best dream ever, until I look around and realize that I'm still in the old tractor yard. It wasn’t a dream, I say to myself. I notice several others stirring around me also. I can hear several of the guys sharing stories, about how they robbed banks, mugged people, and worked in teams to do bigger crimes. I also hear a story about a couple guys getting shot by the cops, who are on life support in the local hospital. This is all so new to me and I can feel the chills trickle down my arms and legs. When one of the guys see's me moving around he calls out "Hey, PeeWee! you hungry" I rub my stomach and shyly say yes sur, I am. As I begin to walk over, I see TonyT still sleeping so I wake him also. We both head over and begin to eat. TonyT say's "I can't believe Clyde took a liking to you so fast, you must be sumthing special" I just say to myself. Yeah I must be. A little while later Clyde comes out of a tent and walks over. He tells me today will be my first job. He hands me five brand spanking new one hundred dollar bills. I almost double over. I stammer...I..I...I've never seen this much money in real life. He laughs and tells me, there's more where that came from if I do good work. His instructions to me were to take this five hundred dollars and go buy, as much moonshine as I can carry from the factory, Then TonyT and I were to take a train to Colorado and sale it there for a profit, and we also needed to buy protection. I asked what do you mean by protection, again he laughs, and say’s “you still have a lot to learn PeeWee, just ask for the cheapest protection at the factory. Still in disbelief, I say sure and accept the job.

Later that night TonyT and I were heading to the place known as "the factory", where we'd be able to buy the moonshine, and weapons. As we approach the entrance I again feel a familiar cold shiver run down my back, trickles of sweet beads form on my face, and I coulda sworn I heard a wolf howl. TonyT must have saw how scared I looked, cause he laughed and said "don't wet yourself Frank" We push open a wide wooden door and walked inside to be greeted by a musty smell I would later come to love. The smell of beer brewing, and gun powder. A tall bald man growls out "who sent you?" C..c..Clyde I finally manage to say, He…he..he told me to get protection from you also. He holds out his hand and mumbles for me to give him two hundred fifty dollars, he tosses us each a high standard .22 from his belt along with a satchel of bullets and simply points to a dark corner of the room. We tuck the guns in our belts and rush over to the crates in the corner. After loading up the crates of moonshine into a Chevrolet we had stolen earlier in the day, TonyT looks over at me and say's "Well Franky, I guess this is the point of no return huh?" I take a deep breath and say “I guess so?”. With my heart pounding in my ears, and images of all the stories I’d heard during the day dancing in my head we head towards the train station.... I just kept thinking to myself this is it....My path to a better life, my life as a gangsta. I didn't even look back, as we passed through town on a narrow dirt road. I saw TonyT look at the shack where he once lived as we drove past and I could see that he was just as scared as I was. Once we got about 10 miles out of town, we both let out a nervous laugh and from that point on we drove in total silence...

To be continued in the next edition.....