Post by Ryan on Jul 5, 2008 23:54:19 GMT -5
Hey, this is the prologue to my new major writing!
Hope you like it!
Dead Bullet prologue
Benny felt better after taking an advil, resting his head on the arm rest, and finally being able to take the Berretta handgun out of his side holster, the cold steel against his waist was really starting to become a drag.
He closed his eyes wishing that the phone would never ring and that none of this bullshit had happened in the first place but nothing could be that easy, especially for Benny. He placed the ice pack on his head which didn't work for S**t on the bloody knot.
Benny slowly drifted into a deep sleep where all he could see was what happened just hours ago.....
Enrico, the drug deal, the shootout, and............the kid.
Benny was woken from his sleep by the ringing of his telephone from across the room, he slowly got up and answered it.
"I'll be out in a minute" he told the receiver not bothering to give that prick Enrico a moment to respond before hanging up.
Benny grabbed his coat and gun before heading out the door, bright lights of a black sedan parked outside his driveway blinding him.
He got into the backseat not bothering to look at the driver which he probably should have done in the first place.
"Hello Benny" the driver greeted him.
Benny knew this man sitting in the driver's seat but he was not the man Benny was expecting.
Benny reached for his gun not even able to raise it before getting three gunshots in his chest the pain remarkable and the blood warm.
He'd been double crossed.......and the lights were dimming as he took one last look at the man who'd killed him.
D**n you.......
Hope you like it!
Dead Bullet prologue
Benny felt better after taking an advil, resting his head on the arm rest, and finally being able to take the Berretta handgun out of his side holster, the cold steel against his waist was really starting to become a drag.
He closed his eyes wishing that the phone would never ring and that none of this bullshit had happened in the first place but nothing could be that easy, especially for Benny. He placed the ice pack on his head which didn't work for S**t on the bloody knot.
Benny slowly drifted into a deep sleep where all he could see was what happened just hours ago.....
Enrico, the drug deal, the shootout, and............the kid.
Benny was woken from his sleep by the ringing of his telephone from across the room, he slowly got up and answered it.
"I'll be out in a minute" he told the receiver not bothering to give that prick Enrico a moment to respond before hanging up.
Benny grabbed his coat and gun before heading out the door, bright lights of a black sedan parked outside his driveway blinding him.
He got into the backseat not bothering to look at the driver which he probably should have done in the first place.
"Hello Benny" the driver greeted him.
Benny knew this man sitting in the driver's seat but he was not the man Benny was expecting.
Benny reached for his gun not even able to raise it before getting three gunshots in his chest the pain remarkable and the blood warm.
He'd been double crossed.......and the lights were dimming as he took one last look at the man who'd killed him.
D**n you.......
