Sirens screaming, tires screeching. Someones been shot. Theres nothing but chaos. Two men in masks leave the bank across from the jewelry store on 5th avenue. Ambulances pull up and take the body away. Are they alive?
We met in the exam room with the full body scanner xray/MRI tech. Those two hours waiting for the results you make new friends. He was diagnosed a week ago. As far as i know he was a good guy.He paid me 20k to do it. Go to the bank make it look like a robbery and kill him. Sounds bad but he was dying. Had 2 weeks to live. Can't pass up 20k when you have 2 kids and an ex wife who wishes you were dead.
Its all over the news.”Man shot and killed in bank”.Two sketches of me appear on the screen. Haha funny because neither of them look like me. I flip off the tv off.I don't know what to do now. Its like mission impossible was completed so what do you do now.
I have a doctor's appointment . They run tests. I don't know what the heck they call these things anymore. They let me go.I feel ok I guess.I drive by the bank on my way home wrapped up in caution tape,cops all over the place. I have not even walked in the room and the phone rings. It's my lovely ex wife . She tells me the hospital called and told her everything. I forgot she's on my emergency contact list. I'm not sure why she cares. She has not cared in years. As she rambles on you can hear the kids in the background. I tell her I got to go and she hangs up. I throw the phone across the room, shattering the lamp. Funny because that was a wedding gift.
My life is over. I've lost my kids in the devorce. They say I could die any day now. I call her back and tell her to meet me at the premier.Thats the first time I have called her in years. I get in the car and drive to the premier. She's already there who knows for how long. We get in the car and drive for 15 minutes. all I see is woods. There's a small drive up ahead we pull into. I get her out and explain to her that I only have a little while to live and I'm sorry but she already knew that. I hand her the gun. " What are you doing"it's going to be ok I tell her. I slowly point to my head as she shakes her head and starts to cry. “Pull it or I will...”