“No,no…Youneedmoney,soyoupickmypocket.Bigdeal...Youtookityoukeepit.Lilbro,keepthedough.Don’tmakemelookbad.”Theteen-agerdidnotlistentotheman’swordsbutforcefullytuckedthewalletinsidehispocketsaying,
“Bigbro,Itooktheroll.Letmereturnit…imeIneedmoneyIwilletoyou.How’sthat?imeyougivememoney,Iwilltakeit,nomatterhowmuchyougiveme…”Themiddle-agedmantookthewalletoutofhispocketandstuffeditbacktotheteen-ager’shandssaying,
“…lilbrother…Idon’tmindtellingyouthiswalletain’tmine.Ipickeditoutofsomeone’spocket…Wemeet,webrawl,webeebrothers.Thisismypresenttoyouok?”Theteen-agerssawthatthemanreallymeantwhathesaidandthatheseemedtohavemadeuphismindaboutnottakingthewalletback,sohesaid,
“Bigbro,you’rereallygreat.Whatyousaygivingthiswalletback?That‘seveerright?”Themiddle-agedman’seyeslightedupandhesaid,
“Yes,yes.Yhtlilbrother.Let’sgiveitback.Ipickedthepocketofagentatthebusstatiostillbelookingforit…”WhenDimitrisawtheclusiontothislittleinterlude;heughedaloudandsaid,
“That’sjustgreat!Ihoughtthatitwouldworkthiswell!”Turningtohistwoloyalservantswhowerestandingintheairohimhesaid,“Creativity,pleasegotothecrowdedbusstationandtwisttheswiteveryone’sbrai’sseeiftheywillbeepoliteandcivilized…”CreativityimmediatelyflewtowardstheillingaroundtheGreyhoundbusterminal.
Justasthetwonewlyacquaintedbrotherswerecrossireetandgoingtowardsthebusterminal,multiplegunshotssouheair.Gunshotswerenorareeventintheseparts,butbecauseitwasbroaddaylight,theywerestillcauseforarseemedthattwogunmenwereengagedinagunbattle.Amaninabckjackettotteredontothestreetfromthebusstatiosideofhisbodycoveredwithblood.Heranohinghard,stoppingnowaoshootatsomeonebehindhistrong,sturdymaninaredjacketcamerunningwithaguninhishandandohemaninthebckjackettookanothershotathim.Themaninbcktwasalreadybloodyandwoundedandthisadditionalbulletfinallydidhimin.Faintfromlossofblood,hedroppeddowntotheground.Themaninredranuptohisvictim,kickedawaytheguninhishandandbrutallybootedhiswoundedleftsidecausinghimtomoaninpain.Hesauntinglyatthemanonthegroundsaying,
“Stillbreathingeh,yousonofabitch?Youwannatramponmyturfandrapemywoman?I’lliceyougood,shootyourbrainsoutayoudieamessydeath…”Themaninbckclosedhiseyesandthoughttohimself,
“Thisisitforme.There’snowayIgetoutofthisalive.SomanytimesIhavecheateddeathbytheskinofmyteeth,buttodayIhavemetmymatch.There’ssomuchbadvibesbetweenhimandIthathewillmelivetoday.Iwaokillhim,butdidn’tknowthatitilldieunderhisrod…Itisfate…”Themaninredointinghisgunattheheadofthemaninthebckjacket,gettiopullthetriggerwhenImagination,withoutwaitingforhermastertogivetheand,alreadyflewtowardsthemaninredandturheswithisbrain.Anothermiraclehappehemanthrewawayhisgun,hoveredoverthemaninthebckjacketmurmuringinanguish,
“Heybro,bro,don’tyoudieonme.Ishotatyouiofthemoment.YouandIarebothhumanbeings.Whyfightandtrytokilleachother?Whyallthisbloodshed?Wefightoverturfandpower.Youwantmyturf,takeit.Youwantmywoman,takeher…Bro,don’tdie…,hangonthere.I’llcall911…theywillsaveyou…don’tdieonme,youhear?”Themaookouthiscellphoneandwasabouttodialforhelp,whenthemaninbckactuallyusedhisownhandtohelphimselfsituponthegroundandsaid,
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