TAKING A STAND
By Sorceress Cassandra180
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine
Author's Note: I decided to write this short fic for the fun of it. Tell me what you think it'll only be two or threechapters
"If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor."
Archbishop Desmond Tutu
1
Standing Up
The his heartbeat was ringing in his ears as former Sargent, Chris Vaughn got in to his truck. What he just did wouldn't go unnoticed by the authorities. He had done something that was either extremely brave or extremely stupid. That he knew
He had just went in to Jay Hamilton's Wild Cherry Casino with a piece of plywood cedar, and…
He knew he had good reason for what he did although the authorities wouldn't see it that way. Seeing his nephew, Pete, like that HIV in his arm, on an oxygen respirator. Seeing his older sister looking so worried. Then going to that kid and asking.
"Where'd you get the drugs?" Chris demanded the kid. "Where?"
"F-from the guys at the casino," The kid had said in a small voice.
He couldn't go to the sheriff. He knew what happened last time.
Last time he went to the sheriff press charges because of his brush with Jay's boys. A brush that almost killed him.
Chris could hear the police sirens before the cars turned the corner. He glanced behind him. And slowed the car to a stop.
The sheriff ran to the driver's side, gun pointing to Chris.
"You should not of gone around lookin' for trouble Chris!" He yelled angrily.
Chris got out of the car. Hands raised and laid both palms flat on the hood as the county Sheriff cuffed him.
Minutes later Chris was being taken away by the Sheriff and his men.