Up until this point, Shingle was a very moral, honest man. He hadn't ever been in trouble with the police apart from when his dad got arrested for no reason. But, obviously, his manager was pushing him to his limits.
???: Hey! I'm here!
He realises his cab has arrived. He gets in.
Cab Driver: So, where are you heading?
Shingle: Uh, Los Pollos Hermanos, please.
Cab Driver: Alright.
Shingle looked in his wallet as the driver floored the acceleration. He probably has enough. He has £46 left so hopefully the ride won't cost him too much.
A few minutes later, they pull up to the restaurant.
Cab Driver: That'll be £5 please!
Shingle: Alright.
He reaches into his wallet and pulls out a fiver. He gives it to the cab driver.
Cab Driver: Thank you!
Shingle walks into Los Pollos Hermanos and is greeted by a woman.
Woman: Welcome to Los Pollos Hermanos! What can I get for you?
Shingle: I'll have the battered chicken burger please!
Woman: Alright, that'll be ready for you soon. Sit at table 10, it's the only free one at the minute.
Shingle walks over to table 10 and sits down. He has always loved Los Pollos Hermanos. Ever since he was little he'd always come here for the best chicken burger in the world. Not even KFC can top these burgers. His thoughts were interrupted when a very shady man came up to him.
???: So, you got the goods homie?
Shingle: Huh?
???: You are the guy I'm looking for? Short brown hair, really skinny?
Shingle: I think you've got the wrong guy. I don't have any 'goods' for you.
???: Sorry, don't uh... don't tell the police.
Shingle: Don't worry.
He went back to thinking about how much he loves everything about the restaurant. Just then, the woman comes back with his burger.
Shingle: Thank you.
Woman: You're welcome.
Shingle is incredibly hungry. He eats the whole burger in about 30 seconds flat. He leaves with his cola and puts £5 on the table. Now, he has to call a cab to get him home. He calls the company and the cab arrives.
Cab Driver: Where can I take you?
Shingle: You know where the flats are? Somewhere in Rehtomruoy Lane.
Cab Driver: Yeah.
Once he arrives at the flats and gives the driver the money, he runs into the building.
Shingle's Mother: Where have you been?
Shingle: I was at Los Pollos Hermanos.
Shingle's Mother: Christ, never mind.
Shingle runs up to his room and instantly falls asleep.
The next morning, he wakes up at 2PM. Luckily, it was a Saturday, but he had about 5 minutes to get to McDonalds and it's around 15 minutes away. This is where something changes in Shingle. He gets up, gets ready, and runs downstairs. He doesn't talk to his mum, he just runs out the door of the flats and gets in his mums car.
Shingle: Fuck... I need to be quick.
He starts the car and slams his foot down on the acceleration. The car goes from 0 to 60 in about 8 seconds flat and before he knew it he was out on the main road, doing 60 in a 40 zone.
Shingle: I don't care if I get into bother, I can just explain that I was late to a job, right?
He checks the time again. He now has 3 minutes to get to McDonalds. He speeds up more and ends up going 80mph. Now, being on the main road is more dangerous as he has to swerve past every car to make sure he doesn't crash.
He's now halfway to McDonalds, and a car is pulling out of a drive-thru in Los Pollos Hermanos.
Shingle: Oh fuck!
He tries to swerve out of the way but he ends up crashing into the car. The driver puts out his hand and gives Shingle a middle finger, but he doesn't care and keeps driving. He knows this is illegal, but he doesn't care. He needs to get to McDonalds. Just as he saw it coming over the horizon, he was pulled over by the police.
PO1: Do you have any idea how fast you were going?
Shingle: Uh... no?
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Crimson Duty
AksiA really big story created as a spinoff to The Gang. This story is meant to represent the criminal life Shingle lives in an alternate universe. This story is NOT meant to be a series. Please do not wait for a second story. Alternate Republic of Cong...
