blood, guns and money

Joey was jailed for five years.
A job executed well had saw the money safely land on the back seat. A lucky security guard had got a shot away splintering Joey’s ankle. Jughead drove off leaving Joey screaming in the mud. They both thought the job was foolproof.
Jughead had it buried under a giant jackaranda, not 5 kms from town. Joey knew it , dont ask me how, he just did.
Jughead was up against it. Being flat broke he had to nibble again.
“He’ll understand”, he murmured.
His bike rumbled to a stop on a carpet of mauve. A shovel lent against the gnarled tree, framing a clay scattered hole. Glancing around, Jughead remained cautious.
The .222 caught him under the left ear, lodging bloody and spent in the tree.
Joey appeared.
“Thought you’d leave me the angel’s share did ya? Well fuck you mate”.

blood, guns and money

mick8585

Melbourne, Australia

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revenge, guns and money. always a lethal mix.

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