Intro

Hayden paced a circle in the living room and periodically checked out the front window at the crime scene as Jenny sat on the couch, watching her older sister. "You think these guys can do it?" She asked.

Hayden stopped pacing, tapped her foot anxiously and nibbled her fingernails. "From what we saw earlier, it looks like they're our best choice." The shooting across the street demonstrated all the Riley sisters needed to see. Three men go in, shoot up the whole house, and the same three men come out unharmed, and get clean away. Looking out the window, the police had done nothing but guard off the place. They were standing there, content, like flies on old food. Alabama police weren't known for their motivation. They practically created the stereotype of lazy police. The Riley sisters didn't go to the police about their problems. With their situation, it wouldn't have made a difference. They needed something more unofficial to get the job done with no loose ends. That was a guarantee that the cops could not give them.

Jenny nodded and put her elbows on her knees, considering the risks. "How do we find them?" She agreed.

Hayden sighed, finally settling against the wall. "We don't even know who they are. And it doesn't look like anyone else here wants to talk, if they even know anything."

"Well, I know they're local. I've seen at least one of them before. I mean, it was a long time ago so he looks a little different, but I know they're from around here." She restated, confidently.

"So what are we gonna do? Just sit here and wait for them to maybe drive by?" She laughed with a slight hint of frustration.

Jenny rolled her eyes at her sister. "No, well sort of. We could go into town and wait in front of the liquor store." She suggested, knowing that her sister wouldn't like that idea.

"The liquor store." Hayden doubted.

"You're telling me that you suddenly don't believe in stereotyping? Come on, you saw them. If we see them anywhere, it'll probably be there."

She laughed. "Okay, fine. So our plan is still sitting and waiting?" She asked, displeased.

"You got a better idea?"

Hayden scoffed. She couldn't believe that this was their best idea and their best shot to get their brother back. "Our chances are so slim."
Jenny shrugged. There wasn't much else they could do. But they knew, whatever they did, they needed to go now. The sooner they found them, the more chance they had at rescuing their brother. Every minute not doing something about it was a minute lost. They had already wasted enough time deciding if those guys were the right choice.

Hayden grabbed the keys and the two of them did a final search of the house for anything they might need in the next few days. It wasn't much. Most of their things were still packed in the car. So the two girls quietly left their temporary home and drove south into town.