Forest

"No thanks, I have shit to get done here today."

"You'll have to take a rain check. What do you boys think?" I asked Jon and Carter.

"Sounds good to me." 



"I'm not going anywhere with you." 

"See. I've lived through a lot in my lifetime and I know a lying asshole when I see one. You fit the category perfectly, and you will do as I say. If not my Son is on his way here soon enough. You've seen nothing and he's been pretty calm with you until now. I blame his mother's blood."

"Huh, and I figured he got his attitude from his bastard father," I said and pulled the trigger on my gun. It must've gotten stuck though because nothing happened. I went to pull it again when something hit my head hard and I went down, everything going black.



"Nasty bastard. Let's get him and get going." 

"I'd kill him but I want him to look at me while he's dying." We reached down and picked his sorry ass up off of the floor. "Let's go."

We got him outside and headed back to camp.