"I'll show him," Shawn said to himself as he stormed into the office. Gus was noticeably missing but Shawn realised he was probably out selling drugs somewhere. He began rummaging through his desk drawers for the camera he had stashed there. Next time Nick went out Shawn would follow him and get evidence, something to prove to his father that we wasn't just jealous of Nick.
"Aha!" He cried in triumph as he pulled the camera from the bottom drawer underneath a pile of Pez dispensers.
He ran back outside to his bike, pulled his helmet on, revved up the engine and was about to surge forward when suddenly an arm came out and pulled him from the bike. The bike clattered to the ground and Shawn winced as he did the same, tumbling onto the hard concrete, landing on his right shoulder.
Shawn yanked off his helmet, "What the-" He cried out as he turned to lie on his back. He stopped as he saw an angry Nick standing over him. Shawn looked around and cursed when he realised there was no one around.
"I just got a phone call from your father," Nick told him.
"I didn't tell him anything," Shawn told him as he rubbed his aching shoulder.
"No?" Nick lifted up a boot and pushed it into Shawn's chest, pushing him to the ground roughly. "He said you were asking questions about me."
"He's lying," Shawn winced and Nick pushed the air out of his lungs once again.
"I don't think so," Nick hissed. "You should be lucky your dad doesn't believe you," Nick taunted. "He believes me though, the son he wished he'd had instead of you," Nick laughed. Shawn said nothing, Nick's words had hit a nerve and Shawn's usually quick wit was failing him. "I don't think you took my threat seriously Shawn."
"You don't think I'm taking this seriously?" He asked incredulously.
"I think you need a little more incentive," Nick glared at Shawn menacingly.
Shawn's eyes widened, "I don't think so; I'm a very quick learner."
"Obviously not quick enough," Nick pulled his boot away and Shawn was only rewarded with one lungful of air before Nick's boot came down, kicking Shawn in his side. Shawn barely felt the second and third kick's to his back and side as the haze of pain became too much. He scrunched up his eyes and cried out as the fourth kick hit his ribs. Suddenly the pain was dissipating and Shawn opened his eyes to find that Nick had disappeared.
He pulled himself up into a sitting position and moaned as his ribs protested. Slowly he lifted himself up so he was standing. He pushed his hand into his pocket and felt the cool metal of his camera. He lifted it out, praying that it hadn't been damaged. He sighed in relief at the intact camera and dropped it back in his pocket. He moaned again at the sight of his precious motorbike on its side. He stumbled over to it and pulled it upright, gritting his teeth through the pain. He knew he should really use it but he had no other transport and he didn't want to worry Gus.
He carefully climbed onto the bike, pulled on his helmet and revved up the engine. This time he managed to speed away with no problems.
He drove to the police station first, knowing Nick would have headed there. He sat outside, and watched the entrance for Nick. He was going to wait as long as it took to get the evidence.
It was getting dark by the time Nick finally emerged from the station and walked towards his car, unaware that someone was watching him. As Nick pulled out of the car park, Shawn climbed back on his bike, waited a second for Nick to get a head start and then followed Nick down the road. Using his honed observational skills meant that Shawn didn't need to stay close to follow the blue sedan.
He followed Nick back to the same alleyway and again he hid round the corner, this time he had his camera and he watched and waited until the shady man came out. As the money was held out Shawn snapped a couple of photos, he took a couple more as Nick accepted the envelope.
"This should be enough to prove to my dad," He thought to himself as he ran as fast as he could with his injuries back to his bike. "All I need to do is develop these photos," He said as he sped back to the office.
The next day Shawn turned up at his father's house excitedly, waving the photos around in one hand. He pushed open the back door and walked in.
"Hey dad!" He shouted. "I got proof now! Photographic evidence!" He received no answer from his father. He froze when he heard an unmistakeable click behind him.
"Really now," Nick spoke "Well that is interesting," He added as he pushed the barrel of the gun into Shawn's back.