The Difference

Chapter 15

       Dakota Walliams – Avenue Park – Eastwood Farm

This may be our last breath. He’s holding Shirley by the neck and had a gun pointed at her head.

“Now, now, now. What do we have here?” He asked with a sinister grin. 

For someone wicked, Farmer Baker looked too handsome. He looked well in his early thirties, he had dark hair, crystal blue eyes, a pencil thin moustache and was quite tall. He wasn’t married. For that I was sure. I mean who would want to spend the rest of their lives with a psycho? 

“You guys decided to trespass my land and take my properties?” he asked, gnarling like a hungry dog.

“My brother and this guy are no property of yours, you freak,” Shirley practically screamed.

“Oh baby girl, you do know I have a gun pointed at your head, right? So it’ll be very easy for me to shut you up” he warned.

“What the hell do you want?” I asked.

“What does Farmer Baker always want?” he asked and when none of us answered he said, “MONEY”.

“Money isn’t everything, you scumbag!” James retorted.

“Hold it right there. Who says money isn’t everything? Money can buy everything, even life. Enough of this chit chat. You give me the money and I’ll let your brother and his friend go. After all,  I didn’t kindnap them they snuck in here for only God knows what. If you don’t, I’ll kill either half or all of you and still get my money. In both ways, I win. So which one do you choose?”

“None of the above. You are not getting a dime from us neither are you killing anyone.” I said.

“Wow! You have a mouth” he turned to look at me, “Well it will not talk for long when I kill you .”

“See, why don’t we talk things through. You let us go, we don’t go to the police and we promise to give you a job that’ll give you all the money you need.” Mike said, sounding convincing.

“Spare me the lies. I’ve been there before. You have less than a minute to choose or else I’ll take action. Your time starts now.” Andy and his friend were laying on the floor looking almost lifeless. I didn’t want anything to happen to him.  Before any of us could think of the next move, someone came from behind. It was Corbin. He placed a finger on his lip indicating that we should be quiet. He raised his hand, he was holding something that resembled metal. Before Farmer Baker knew what was going on, Corbin whacked him on the head. He fell to the ground. When he fell, he released Shirley. She ran into my arms, screaming.

“Are you guys ok?” Corbin asked.

“No we aren’t. This freak is trying to kill us,” Shirley replied, running from my arms into his.

“Don’t worry. Everything’s gonna be alright. Just……” he couldn’t finish his sentence because Farmer Baker had gotten up, found the gun and was now pointing it at Corbin’s head. He was standing behind Corbin.

“How dare you?” he sounded every bit angry.

The metal had somehow rolled over to where Chris was standing behind both of them. He picked it up. Farmer Baker had fixed all his attention on Corbin that he didn’t realize the movement behind him. He was whacked a second time. Even though it was lighter than the first one he still felt it and fell on the ground. The gun rolled from his hand. Corbin picked it up and pointed it at him.

“Corbin, shoot him,” Shirley angrily said.

“I want to but I can’t.” He sounded scared.

Andy suddenly regained consciousness, took the gun from Corbin’s hand and shot Farmer Baker in both knees to weaken him. The gun fell from his hand and he followed suit. Shirley and I rushed to his side to catch him before he completely fell unto the ground.

“Someone call 911. This has to be taken care of.” Mike said.
I called and we waited since we had to give a statement. After all, this man was wanted by the police. It didn't take long for the local police to show up with an ambulance en route.
They helped us put Andy and his friend in the ambulance. It was a two seater ambulance. Shirley decided to ride with them. We followed in our cars. This was definitely going to make the news.