Chapter 6
Lost and Found
Sam found the old wind mill the next day easy enough.
She turned right and after about a mile saw a house and that pickup truck in front of it.
She stopped her car and saw Jon in front of the house, chopping fire wood.
His shirt was off and he was in pretty good shape as far as Sam could tell.
Jon turned and saw a blonde woman climb out of a silver sedan.
He groaned inwardly. She was either a reporter or…
"Hi, I am Samantha. I work for the WWE."
Or that. Great.
"I don't care who you are working for. You are trespassing and I want you gone. Now."
"Please hear me out?" she called over to him but at least she stopped walking up to him.
"I don't want to hear what you have to say. Walk back to your little car, put your little ass behind the wheel, turn the car around and leave. And forget where you found me."
He turned back to his fire wood and chopped another piece.
"Hunter wants to reunite the Shield." She called over and he closed his eyes.
A second later he slammed his axe into the wood and walked over.
"Listen honey, I know you are just doing your job but let me be clear. I will not return to the circus. It almost destroyed me the last time I was around. It destroyed my private life pretty much to a point where I couldn't tell the vultures from my friends anymore. Or friends turned into vultures. It was nasty. I left. I am good now. It was hard because I love wrestling, but in the end it wasn't worth it. Go to Hunter, tell him thank you, but nope, thank you."
"It's a nine month gig till Wrestlemania. 1.25 Million Dollars for the nine month, plus 2% of every Merchandise sold. For all three of you. RAW, Smackdown, PPV's are mandatory but house shows are negotiable."
"What exactly is your problem honey? I said NO. Now leave or I shoot you."
Sam crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"You are bluffing."
Jon pointed his index finger at her and went inside. He came out with a rifle and loaded it.
Sam got a little uncomfortable now.
"You wouldn't shoot me."
"You are trespassing. It is my right. Now leave."
"You are still in good shape. You work out somewhere. I bet you even wrestle still. You have about 30 days to get ready. You can come back here after Wrestlemania. This will still be a secret. You can come back to this but you will be 1.25 million dollars richer. Plus some. The fans yearn for the return of the Shield. They are yearning for you!"
Now Jon pointed the rifle at her. "Wrong thing to say. Those bloody fans were the reason I quit. They have forgotten about me and I would like it to stay that way. I don't even watch wrestling anymore. And I don't work out. The work around here is my work out."
Okay, that was a lie. He had a room in his house equipped like a small gym. And she was right. He found a handful of guys who knew a thing or two about wrestling and he sparred with them once a week. Plus Colby showed up a couple times a year…
Which raised the question: Who of his brothers had snitched on him?
Sam sat down in the dirt now and Jon raised his eyebrows.
"I will just sit here till you rethink everything and talk to me about this."
"Well, I hope you are comfortable. We expect heavy thunderstorms later today."
Jon put the rifle down and went back to his wood.
He continued to chop wood for an hour and Sam really just sat there leaning against her rental car, watching him.
Crazy chick.