It was a bright and sunny July afternoon in Los Angeles, California and the
WWE Superstars and crewpeople were getting ready for live Monday night Raw.
The ring had been set up and various Superstars were taking turns to run
through their matches for tonight.
Vince was busy going through the scripts for tonights Raw and with the help of Stephanie and Paul Heyman, made some last minute changes. Shane was talking to J.R. about some new talent. And Linda had just finished working on some figures for a conference call she had to attend on Thursday and was now talking to Shawn and Paul.
"By the way mom, before I forget," Shawn began
Linda smiled at the affectionate name she had been given by the guys.
"Steve wanted to talk to you about his merchandise and how well it was selling, I think he's got a few ideas for a new slogan or something."
"What new ideas?" Linda asked cautiously, she knew what Steve's ideas were like.
Shawn shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know, but he said it was a really good idea and he thinks you'd like it."
"Can't hurt to discuss it."
"I think he's with Mark at the moment, going through some stuff for tonight." Paul chimed in.
Linda nodded. "I've forgotten where I put the figures for merchandise, I think there're in the car." She said getting up. "No doubt he'll want to see them."
Paul and Shawn got up with her.
"Where are you two off to?"
"We thought we'd come with you to the car. Get some fresh air." Shawn quickly replied.
"How'd you know I was going to the car?" Linda questionably asked, raising her eyebrows.
"You said that the figures were in the car, so we figured that's where you were going." Paul said.
"Vince put you up to this didn't he?"
Paul and Shawn looked at one another and both shrugged their shoulders and looked innocently at Linda, like she'd just caught them smoking behind the bike sheds.
"I'm not dumb. I'm never alone and it's always one of you guys or Kevin, Sean, Steve Mark or Glen with me. And if it's not you lot, it's either Vince himself and the kids. Tell the truth!" She said.
"Ok, you've caught us." Nodded Shawn.
"Vince is worried and well, he showed us some of the letters and we don't blame him we're worried about you too. He just wants us to keep an eye on you." Paul reasoned.
"I can take care of myself and to be honest, I'm more concerned for Vince. He's the one who they're making death threats against, not me."
"Look, we're just looking out for you and anyway, if we didn't Vince would kill us. Can you imagine if anything happened to you, do you realise what he'd do? And anyway, we've gotta take care of our mom." Paul smiled.
Linda rolled her eyes. "Ok then, lets go. I'll deal with Vince later tonight, back at the hotel."
On their way through the arena, they bumped into Vince who had just finished the scripts for Raw.
"Where are you three going?" He asked smiling.
"Well, I'm on my way to the car to get my briefcase, along with my own personal cavalry." Linda frowned.
Vince looked at the look of thunder on Linda's face and then at Shawn and Paul, who both shrugged their shoulders. Vince smiled sweetly at Linda, hoping to lighten the tension.
"So you know then?" Vince nodded.
"Yes."
Uh oh, Vince thought, one worded answers, this was not good.
"I need to get some stuff from the car too, come to think about it. I'll come with you."
"Ok."
Paul walked beside Linda infront of Shawn and Vince and they chatted away.
"Obviously it's just me she's mad at then." Vince whispered to Shawn.
Linda stopped and turned around to face Vince.
Damn, that woman has good hearing, thought Vince.
"Yes it is and we will discuss it later tonight in the privacy of the hotel room."
She turned around and continued to walk down the halls. Vince, Shawn and Paul all looked at each other.
"Rather you than me Vin-Man." Shawn said, struggling to control a fit of laughter.
They walked outside and went to the car and opened the trunk. Linda pulled out her briefcase and Vince took out a big bottle of water.
He saw her and a smile came over his face. Then he saw him and his anger began to boil, he saw him gently touch her arm and he wanted to kill him, he reached into his pocket.
"Done?" Linda asked.
Vince nodded. "Look, I'm sorry, I should have told you what I asked of them or from the look on your face you'd rather I didn't ask them at all."
"He was only worried about you. And anyway, he didn't really ask us. He showed us the letters first and we offered to keep an eye on you. Vince accepted." Shawn said in Vince's defense.
The look on Linda's face softened.
"If I wasn't really concerned about these letters, then I wouldn't have shown them, but it's just something about them..."
Suddenly Vince's eye caught a gleam of something shiny in the glare of the sun. He looked over to where the gleam came from, in the far distance he saw it. A figure... a form, with a gun, lining his target up, a shot rang out......
Vince was busy going through the scripts for tonights Raw and with the help of Stephanie and Paul Heyman, made some last minute changes. Shane was talking to J.R. about some new talent. And Linda had just finished working on some figures for a conference call she had to attend on Thursday and was now talking to Shawn and Paul.
"By the way mom, before I forget," Shawn began
Linda smiled at the affectionate name she had been given by the guys.
"Steve wanted to talk to you about his merchandise and how well it was selling, I think he's got a few ideas for a new slogan or something."
"What new ideas?" Linda asked cautiously, she knew what Steve's ideas were like.
Shawn shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know, but he said it was a really good idea and he thinks you'd like it."
"Can't hurt to discuss it."
"I think he's with Mark at the moment, going through some stuff for tonight." Paul chimed in.
Linda nodded. "I've forgotten where I put the figures for merchandise, I think there're in the car." She said getting up. "No doubt he'll want to see them."
Paul and Shawn got up with her.
"Where are you two off to?"
"We thought we'd come with you to the car. Get some fresh air." Shawn quickly replied.
"How'd you know I was going to the car?" Linda questionably asked, raising her eyebrows.
"You said that the figures were in the car, so we figured that's where you were going." Paul said.
"Vince put you up to this didn't he?"
Paul and Shawn looked at one another and both shrugged their shoulders and looked innocently at Linda, like she'd just caught them smoking behind the bike sheds.
"I'm not dumb. I'm never alone and it's always one of you guys or Kevin, Sean, Steve Mark or Glen with me. And if it's not you lot, it's either Vince himself and the kids. Tell the truth!" She said.
"Ok, you've caught us." Nodded Shawn.
"Vince is worried and well, he showed us some of the letters and we don't blame him we're worried about you too. He just wants us to keep an eye on you." Paul reasoned.
"I can take care of myself and to be honest, I'm more concerned for Vince. He's the one who they're making death threats against, not me."
"Look, we're just looking out for you and anyway, if we didn't Vince would kill us. Can you imagine if anything happened to you, do you realise what he'd do? And anyway, we've gotta take care of our mom." Paul smiled.
Linda rolled her eyes. "Ok then, lets go. I'll deal with Vince later tonight, back at the hotel."
On their way through the arena, they bumped into Vince who had just finished the scripts for Raw.
"Where are you three going?" He asked smiling.
"Well, I'm on my way to the car to get my briefcase, along with my own personal cavalry." Linda frowned.
Vince looked at the look of thunder on Linda's face and then at Shawn and Paul, who both shrugged their shoulders. Vince smiled sweetly at Linda, hoping to lighten the tension.
"So you know then?" Vince nodded.
"Yes."
Uh oh, Vince thought, one worded answers, this was not good.
"I need to get some stuff from the car too, come to think about it. I'll come with you."
"Ok."
Paul walked beside Linda infront of Shawn and Vince and they chatted away.
"Obviously it's just me she's mad at then." Vince whispered to Shawn.
Linda stopped and turned around to face Vince.
Damn, that woman has good hearing, thought Vince.
"Yes it is and we will discuss it later tonight in the privacy of the hotel room."
She turned around and continued to walk down the halls. Vince, Shawn and Paul all looked at each other.
"Rather you than me Vin-Man." Shawn said, struggling to control a fit of laughter.
They walked outside and went to the car and opened the trunk. Linda pulled out her briefcase and Vince took out a big bottle of water.
He saw her and a smile came over his face. Then he saw him and his anger began to boil, he saw him gently touch her arm and he wanted to kill him, he reached into his pocket.
"Done?" Linda asked.
Vince nodded. "Look, I'm sorry, I should have told you what I asked of them or from the look on your face you'd rather I didn't ask them at all."
"He was only worried about you. And anyway, he didn't really ask us. He showed us the letters first and we offered to keep an eye on you. Vince accepted." Shawn said in Vince's defense.
The look on Linda's face softened.
"If I wasn't really concerned about these letters, then I wouldn't have shown them, but it's just something about them..."
Suddenly Vince's eye caught a gleam of something shiny in the glare of the sun. He looked over to where the gleam came from, in the far distance he saw it. A figure... a form, with a gun, lining his target up, a shot rang out......
