Chapter Seven - Cash and Consequence [ACT TWO]

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Once he arrives at his apartment, he notices an RCDEA van outside. Mike walks out and greets him.

Mike: Hey! There's the man! The one and only Shingle! This is the guy I told you about Nate!

Nathan: Hi Shingle I'm Nathan. Nice to meet you bro!

Shingle: Uh yeah hi bro.

They shake hands. The three of them walk to the van and get in. Mike and Shingle get in the back while Nathan starts driving.

Mike: So, what did you find out?

Shingle: They're probably the most rich business out there. They've made like 200 billion.

Mike: Interesting.

Nathan: So Shingle. Why did you come along?

Shingle: I'm a pretty moral guy. I've always wanted to do something like this ever since Mike got the job.

Nathan: Hey if this goes well maybe you can get one?

Shingle: Uhh, I'll think about it.

Mike: I think it'd be good to have someone with your morality on our team.

Once they get to Gibet City, they park at the mall.

Shingle: So uh, they hide out here?

Mike: Nah, they're in the desert. Just a mile out.

They get out the van and walk into the desert.

Nathan: So how are we gonna approach this? Does Shingle have a gun?

Mike: I brought him one.

Mike hands a pistol to Shingle. He appears to struggle holding it.

Nathan: Have you never held a gun before?

Shingle: Well, no. I...

Mike: He's always been a moral guy. He'd never kill anybody.

Nathan: He has a great mindset but for this job you're gonna need the pistol in case they try something.

Shingle feels awkward about this. Does he really have the right to take a human life? Whether it's in the name of the law or not it still feels wrong. Once they get out to the caravan, they notice the steam coming out.

Mike: Perfect time. They're cooking.

Shingle: Is this the right place? I mean they're billionaires. Don't you think they own a bigger property?

Mike: Nope. These ratbags cook out here. It's the most hidden place. At least they think.

Just that moment, someone looks out the window and quickly steps back.

Mike: There the sacks of shit are!

The three of them run towards the caravan.

Nathan: COME OUTSIDE NOW! THIS IS THE RCDEA!

Shingle: Should I say something?

Mike: Uh, just tell them to make it simple and that we don't wanna hurt them.

Shingle: Uh... we don't wanna hurt you! Just make it simple and come out!

Shingle points the gun at the caravan.

Mike: Don't. They'll do something if you point it. Just wait until they try and pull a gun out. They always do.

One guy comes out as another shouts.

???: Bro don't! Fucking retard!

Mike: Ahh, Matthew Chilton. You and your goons are under arrest.

Matthew: Hey fuck you man!

Matthew reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a TEC-9.

Nathan: Oh shit!

Matthew shoots at them hitting Mike in the leg.

Mike: Fuck!

He aims his pistol at Matthew and shoots, but he misses.

Mike: Fucking shit!

Shingle: Fuck man you okay?

Mike: I'll be fine, just shoot the fucker!

Matthew misses every shot. Shingle aims the pistol at Matthew's head. He shakes and is visibly nervous, but he pulls the trigger.

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