Life of Spike Murdoch

Chapter 6 - The Lion's Den

7PM. About a dozen policemen are scouting the area with flashlights on the lookout for Ruthley. Truck stays back with his friend Tyrone, who's still grieving about his damaged car that was stolen from him a month ago. Truck sits on a nearby log, waiting for the police to find any source of anything related to the kidnapper. Tyrone slumps over toward Truck.

"Dammit, Big T.", muttered Tyrone. "Once they catch this guy, I'm suing him for wrecking my car. Might even throw some hands his way if the law can abide by it."
"Heh, he'll deserve it, at least.", replied Truck.
Tyrone sniffled, sitting down next to Truck. "I'm sorry. The car's not important right now. I hope these guys will find your wife soon. From what you told me about this guy, he's pure evil."
"Yes. He's done numerous bad things his whole life to be put in jail for a long time. He's had ten years to straighten his act, and yet held this huge grudge against me for all this time. If kidnapping Roxanne and potentially harming her was his ultimate plan, he's gone too far."
Tyrone looks over at Truck's scars, trying to empathize with his pain. "It must be hard for you to be in this situation. I hope your son is holding it together."
"TJ's doing his best. I've had Spike and Remmy's help in taking care of him for me back when I was in the hospital. They're pretty great guys, y'know?"
"Heh, I bet... although seeing them fight like that a while ago was probably just something out of the blue, am I right?"
Truck sighs. "Yea, it was. The stress is getting to them, and I don't fault them for it. That's why I didn't want them to stay here in case something worse were to happen."
Tyrone pats the crow's back. "The stress is getting to all of us, Big T. We're doing all we can to help you get your family back together. I won't leave your side just yet."
"Thank you, Ty. We really need to hang out more often. How about we go to a bar and play pool some time soon?"
"Haha, I would like that very--"

BANG! BANG! Two gunshots are heard from a distance near a grassy hill. The police bolt toward the sound. They see a large man in dark clothing running away while shooting a gun at the cops.
"FREEZE!", one of the policemen shouted to the man. "PUT THE GUN DOWN AND RAISE YOUR HANDS IN THE--"
It took a split second for a bullet to hit the man's shoulder, knocking him down, bleeding profusely, screaming in pain. The policeman was dragged away from the scene, but other cops held their ground, continuing to chase after the cloaked individual down the road.
Truck and Tyrone can see the man running away from the cops.
"Oh, shit, Big T!", shouted Tyrone. "That has to be him, right?!"
Truck's face shriveled. "...Tyrone, get to the car."
"W-what? You mean--"
"Yes, we're going after him! The cops aren't stopping us! Now, GO!"
"Fuck. You're lucky I have an extra set of keys on me!"
Truck and Tyrone soon get inside the red Hatchback, starting up the car. A few attempts at starting the engine, the car revs up. Tyrone hits on the gas, and takes off toward the road.

The cloaked man runs on the interstate, crossing the windy roads, dodging cars to not get hit, almost causing a huge wreck. The cops couldn't reach the man quick enough, and couldn't shoot at him at the passing cars. Other police cars were stuck on the highway due to the high capacity of vehicles on the roads, beginning to lose the cloaked man's tracks.

Tyrone and Truck avoid taking the highway, taking a quicker path to the man's location, finding him dashing toward the thick woods. Trying to not alert their presence, Tyrone parks the car near the entrance of the woods. Truck and Tyrone get out of the car, looking through the pitch-black trees and bushes around the area. The donkey was having a hard time seeing through the woods.
"Dude, it's so dark out there! I can barely see a thing."
Truck pulls out his phone, flashing his light to the woods. "C'mon, let's go."
Tyrone grabs on Truck's arm. "Big T, are you crazy?! He has a gun, and he looks like he's pretty damn good at shooting people with it!"
"I know. We're going to try to sneak up on this guy before he even gets the chance to fire back. It's too dark out for him to see us if we're careful!"
"My man, shouldn't we wait for the police to get here? They're trained to take guys out like this. Not you."
"Ty, I have to save my wife, no matter what! If you don't wanna help me, then take your car and go back home! I don't want anyone else to care about getting hurt because of this guy!"
"N-n-no, Big T, I'm here to help you."
"Then shut up and follow behind me."
"Fuck me... fine."