Bumlets walked back into the room. Snitch and his mother were still
unconsciousness. He Slowly walked to the gun and picked it up. He stared
down the muzzle. There was one shot left and he knew it, he was going to
use it too.
He slowly stuck it to the mans ear and pulled the trigger. Fresh blood
poured from the mans skull.
"That's for killing Angel" he muttered, dropping the gun by the body and heading towards the door. He turned and nudged Snitch's body, Snitch stirred,
"He'll be okay" thought Bumlets, and headed for the door.
"STOP!" yelled a guttural voice. Bumlets froze. Right in the door way were three men. One of the men was aiming a gun at Bumlets. Bumlets stared at the threatening muzzle. The other man walked over to the man's body.
"He's dead" he announced, "and so is the baby, the little boy and the woman are unconscious"
"I could'a told ya dat" muttered Bumlets.
"I bet you could have" said the man with the gun, "You better come with us son."
"Why?" asked Bumlets.
"You're under arrest for murder" said the man, moving towards Bumlets with handcuffs.
"What?!" gasped Bumlets, "I didn't kill dat guy!"
"Of course you didn't" the man said sarcastically. Then a third man appeared.
'Hello" said the man. He looked like a rat. He had a long nose, beady eyes that looked hungry, he had a crooked smile, and his cheeks were bright red.
"Hello" he said in a hollow voice, "I am Cauffer, I believe you are familiar with my brother, who now presides in jail, Snyder."
***
Willow ran and ran, she didn't even look where she was going. She finally couldn't go any further and collapsed. She looked around her and noticed something oddly familiar. A building, she had run right back to Snitch's apartment building.
"I don't want to go back there" she whispered to herself as she slowly walked toward the fir escape. She reached the door. The blood had been cleaned up and Angel had been laid across the man's chest. Tears streamed down he face as she went back down the fire escape, she returned a little later with a small box. She found one of Snitch's mother's petticoats and arranged it nicely in the box and then placed the baby in it. You can't be buried with that man" she whispered to angel. She held the babies curled fist the way she had only hours earlier, it was cold now, and it wasn't shaking at her threateningly, she wasn't smiling at Willow, she wasn't gurgling, her life had simply been taken away. Stolen. Robbed. Willow blew the baby a kiss and put the lid on the wooden box. She turned and looked at the man. She saw the gun standing next to him, she remember how Bumlets had fought the man.
"It's time" she thought, "It's time for me to learn to fight."
"That's for killing Angel" he muttered, dropping the gun by the body and heading towards the door. He turned and nudged Snitch's body, Snitch stirred,
"He'll be okay" thought Bumlets, and headed for the door.
"STOP!" yelled a guttural voice. Bumlets froze. Right in the door way were three men. One of the men was aiming a gun at Bumlets. Bumlets stared at the threatening muzzle. The other man walked over to the man's body.
"He's dead" he announced, "and so is the baby, the little boy and the woman are unconscious"
"I could'a told ya dat" muttered Bumlets.
"I bet you could have" said the man with the gun, "You better come with us son."
"Why?" asked Bumlets.
"You're under arrest for murder" said the man, moving towards Bumlets with handcuffs.
"What?!" gasped Bumlets, "I didn't kill dat guy!"
"Of course you didn't" the man said sarcastically. Then a third man appeared.
'Hello" said the man. He looked like a rat. He had a long nose, beady eyes that looked hungry, he had a crooked smile, and his cheeks were bright red.
"Hello" he said in a hollow voice, "I am Cauffer, I believe you are familiar with my brother, who now presides in jail, Snyder."
***
Willow ran and ran, she didn't even look where she was going. She finally couldn't go any further and collapsed. She looked around her and noticed something oddly familiar. A building, she had run right back to Snitch's apartment building.
"I don't want to go back there" she whispered to herself as she slowly walked toward the fir escape. She reached the door. The blood had been cleaned up and Angel had been laid across the man's chest. Tears streamed down he face as she went back down the fire escape, she returned a little later with a small box. She found one of Snitch's mother's petticoats and arranged it nicely in the box and then placed the baby in it. You can't be buried with that man" she whispered to angel. She held the babies curled fist the way she had only hours earlier, it was cold now, and it wasn't shaking at her threateningly, she wasn't smiling at Willow, she wasn't gurgling, her life had simply been taken away. Stolen. Robbed. Willow blew the baby a kiss and put the lid on the wooden box. She turned and looked at the man. She saw the gun standing next to him, she remember how Bumlets had fought the man.
"It's time" she thought, "It's time for me to learn to fight."