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Chapter 7

Watson yanked Hanson out of the Library and marched him into his office. He shoved the officer against the wall and grabbed him by the collar slamming him into the surface of the wall again.

"What the hell do you know about this boy and you better make sense real quick."

Hanson maintained his stony expression as he sucked in another deep breath. He stared forward into the face of the principal looking to try and read what the man was really looking for.

"I overheard you talking to Ollie and I want my share of five grand." He responded quickly.

The older man was beet red as he continued to hold the young officer at bay. Finally after what felt like forever he relented allowing the officer some breathing room. Hanson shrugged his shoulders and twisted his neck trying to regain feeling in his extremities. He was nervous in the office of a man who was paying high schools five thousand dollars a piece for something he wasn't even sure what it was yet.

"A piece of five thousand dollars…" The principal stated as he walked around his desk a strange look on his face. "Be in the boy's locker room at five tonight. You'll get yours then. And keep your mouth shut till then." Watson stated. His voice was gruff as he walked back around the desk and then over to the door of his office and opened it ushering Hanson out.

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The first thing Tom thought of was contact Fuller. He has to know that there is something going on at the school. He walked through the hallway to his car being careful to not get caught wondering out to his personal vehicle. He started the engine and gunned it as he shot out of the parking lot and off to the chapel.

"There better be a spectacular reason you're cutting school right now to be here Hanson." Captain Adam Fuller demanded not even looking up to acknowledge the officer from the work on his desk.

"Sir I think it is." Hanson replied.

"Well what is it?" Fuller asked propping his elbows up on the desk in front of him and leaning forward.

"I caught Ollie Wolfe and Principal Watson talking in the Library about money." Hanson stated between gasps. He had run through the door in an effort to get back to the school and not get caught truant.

"Okay Hanson… that doesn't tell me a whole lot." Fuller responded.

"Wait… they are being paid five thousand dollars per person. There are ten students total that Ollie is collecting money for." Hanson announced.

"Ten students…" Fuller stood up and walked around the desk.

"Well there are eleven now." Hanson retorted.

"Well Hanson is it ten or eleven."

"Eleven… I'm the eleventh." Tom confirmed his eyes catching Fuller's.

Adam Fuller started to open his mouth and then ran his right hand across his face and beard. He was lost in thought as he turned and walked back around the desk and sat down. He cringed as he looked up at his officer. Hanson looked serious clad in a green military jacket and white t-shirt. His hair bangs hung over his brow in clumps while the officer stared back his jaw twitching waiting for an answer.

"Hanson do you even know what you've gotten yourself into? Fuller asked.

"I don't know but I had to do something Ollie's girlfriend showed up and was doing her best to try and seduce me I think. She had her hands up under my shirt and was trying to get me to feel her up. I got a little… warm and well… I fell and got caught by Ollie and Watson."

"You got caught?" Fuller inquired raising his eyebrow with his voice.

"Yeah… well she told Ollie something and that was when I told them I wanted in." Hanson stated.

"Damn, it's too late to get a second person in there. I can't say that I'm excited to see you in this situation alone. Be careful you have your weapon right?" Fuller asked

"Yeah." Tom confirmed.

"Look I'm gonna get a team together and we'll be available for back up just in case. We'll pull up to the High School around five fifteen and if there is a problem we'll intervene." Fuller replied looking at his desk.

There was a knock at Fuller's door and then it opened with Doug Penhall walking in. His stare was long and cold as his expression switched to disgust. His partner and best friend was cold as he circled a wide circle around Tom Hanson and sat down on the couch.

"I better go." Hanson declared after Doug stared a hole through the man whom he held responsible for what had happened to his younger brother.

"Be careful Hanson." Fuller stated as the young officer walked out the door.

Hanson looked at Doug one last time as the tension in the office became thicker with each passing moment. This wasn't right. Doug was supposed to be going with him. He should be beside him in that locker room not Tom against the world. What the hell had happened to them? Doug had to have known Hanson would never let Joey get hurt on purpose.

"Yes sir." Hanson looked down at the floor as he slunk out of the room without so much as a 'go to hell' from Doug.

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Hanson walked on pins and needles for the rest of the day as he waited for the five o'clock hour. He went to his car once class had ended for the day and deposited his olive colored jacket in his back seat. The sun had warmed the building up to a balmy eighty-five degrees that afternoon. He pulled his weapon out of his jacket pocket and checked to see that it was loaded and then deposited the sleek metal weapon in his hip pocket. At four forty-five he walked back into the building and then headed to the men's locker room. He opened the door and walked around the lockers and was face to face with Ollie, Watson and several others. All were holding shot guns, hand guns and several additional types of automatic and semi automatic weapons. You could have knock Tom Hanson over with a feather.

Hanson's eyes were as big as saucers when he saw the amount of weaponry in the arsenal the principal had. His stomach instantly knotted as a he felt a horrible burning feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was in over his head and he knew it.

"Ahh… Tommy right on time." The principal announced.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hanson shouted.

"I thought you said you wanted in?" Watson stated.

"Yeah, but what the hell… your arming kids." Hanson yelled pointing at the principal.

Watson smirked and nodded his head at Hanson.

"We're arming ourselves against trash like you and your brother." Watson declared adamantly. "This is population control. My boys here have taken down several thorns in my side and tonight you're next followed by the rest tomorrow."

The words burned in Tom's ears as he could not believe what he had just heard. Were they the ones who had killed the teacher and the other students? Hanson had run out of rational thought as he pulled his own weapon out of his pocket. He wasn't sure what to do but he was sure as hell not going to stand around and wait for them to walk out with this weaponry. He reached into his back pocket to produce his badge when a shot rag out from his side. Hanson didn't even have time to react as the bullet tore through his right shoulder propelling the officer against a row of lockers. At the same time he dropped his weapon and it slid underneath a locker as his badge went the other direction.

Hanson screamed allowed as the bullet burned his flesh from the inside out. He grasped his right arm with his left and bolted for the door as another set of bullets rained in his directions.

"Ten thousand for the one who takes that piece of shit down!" Watson shouted as the group spread out and began to chase down their next victim.

"Here Tommy…" The voice came in a sing song tone.

It was Oliver Wolfe who had found his blood trail.

"Come on little Tommy… I know you're out there. I know you tried something with my girl today and we're not even close to being even for that."

Hanson breathed heavily as he continued to clutch his arm to his side. It burned beyond belief. He closed his eyes hard as the pain continued to bear down on him and radiate through his chest and shoulder. It was making it extremely difficult to breathe; he clinched his teeth as he looked for the nearest door. Fuller would be here soon and he could get out to them before the kids had done something else stupid. Tom saw a natural light reflecting off of the grey cinderblocks of the school. He swallowed hard and winced as the pain in his shoulder continued to sear his insides.

Hanson darted past the lockers that were in front of him as he heard a spray of bullets cutting into the wall as he slid across the floor.

"ARGGHH!" Hanson cried out as he slammed his shoulder into the wall. The pain was breathtaking but he was there. There was the door; freedom was in front of him. He was going to make it. He shot out the door in the direction of the large bread truck only to hear the fire of automatic weapons. The spray rained down on the concrete shredding it. Chunks of asphalt and concrete showered the officer as he slid behind the trunk of a tree. In front of him he could see a large group of officers explode out of the back of the van taking cover behind anything they could find as they begin to return fire. Hanson heard the return but through all the smoke he couldn't make out any faces.

Hanson was trapped; pinned behind the trunk of an evergreen tree that was being chipped away a little at a time by a group of vigilantes and several officers from Metro PD. Hanson jumped as another spray of bullets shredded at the trunk of the tree. He cringed and then gasped as felt something hammer into his left ribcage from the bottom. He screamed allowed as he jumped trying to keep himself covered from the continuous spray of bullets. He covered his head as a large branch from the tree fell to his right barely missing the injured officer. He was starting to get dizzy as he continued to loose blood in his side and his arm. It was then that all he could do was wait for the final bullet to rip into him and end it all or he would pass out. The deafening noise and smoke continued to rain down with the blazing hot lead on the officer as he fought a futile battle to protect himself.

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