Stay Chill

The Bad Kind Of Goods!

Heart attack was wearing a black trenchcoat, some sunglasses to cover her mask, along with a hat on her head. It made her look like some kind of a spy sneaking around the neighborhood, waiting desperately to shoot up a place with a gun, or commit a crime at any given moment. Of course, she was going to commit a very diabolical crime, something sinister and evil that there would be no turning back once she tried to do this; whatever she was doing, that is.

She was looking more than ready to do something wicked if given the opportunity. "Hmmm, this is the place. Time for a little reunion with an old friend." she thought to herself out loud.

Sue was quietly heading to a shady alley in-between a junkyard, and an abandoned glue factory, waiting for her "client" to show up. At last, there was a rather fat man with a hood ove his head and wearing light Jean's that looked tattered and torn.

The man unveiled his hood and he looked as old as around his thirties or early forties. He was a husky type of man with Latin American descent, probably Dominican Republic, Panamanian, Costa Rican, or any one of those countries.

He smelled like a combination of sewage and gym socks combined into one. Heart Attack really hated how he smelled, but, she wanted to get revenge on her new sworn enemy no matter the cost. "Ah, Sue. Hola! Have you come to have the merchandise?"

"Yes, Humberto. Do you have the goods?"

"I do." The Latino man made a ghastly cough from his mouth, like he was about to sont our phlegm from his lungs. "It's just like the time we went to Havana together fifty years ago. The salsa dancing, the laughs,"

"Yes, yes, yes, please just give me the resources you... found."

"Don't worry. I have them all right here." he then handed Heart Attack a pouch of some liquids and substances in them. What they actually were was unknown, for the box had a lid on it.

Sue smiled and she showed her teeth. "Perfect."

"May I ask why you want to have these goods anyway?"

"That's not really your concern." Sue replied flatly. "Ah, who am I kidding? I am about to get revenge on a new enemy, and I want to leave her in pain and anguish when I am through with her."

"Oooooooh, fantasico! That sounds very juicy. Is there something I can help you with besides this?"

"Hmmm. I don't know what a black market merchant like you would he able to help me besides selling me goods."

"I am a good contact, Sue. We've known each other for a long time and I can help you with anything you want."

"Yes, I know."

"Have I ever let you down before, senorita?" asked Humberto.

"Well... you said you would give me a gun someday. I wanted a shotgun but you gave me a glock instead."

"Hey, I'm a merchant, not a miracle worker." said the smuggler. "Look, do you want the goods, or not?"

"Of course I want them."

"Well, I don't work for free, you know."

"Yes, I know." Sue sighed. "How much will this cost?"

"Getting this from Estonia, i would say... fifty dollars."

"Fifty?" Sue asked with disbelief. "That's a little pricey for smuggling some toxins like this."

"Look, you have no idea how much trouble I have went through to get this for you. Be grateful. Just take it or leave it."

"Fine, fine, fine. Fifty dollars it is. Besides, I am about to do something good with these goods anyway." she handed the smelly smuggler the fifty bucks and the man was more than happy to receive his pay.

"Thank you, Sue. Do something evil with them. Now, is there anything else you would like to buy from moy?"

"Well... what other things do you have up for sale?" Heart Attack had her sneaky look on her face again.

"Many things. Scorpions, snakes, black widows, oh and I have a set of smoke bombs that cost about ten dollars."

"Hmmmm. I'll take the smoke bombs."

"Perfecto. Just pay the ten bucks and you'll be good to go."

Sue then gave him an extra ten bucks for the set of smoke bombs. "Thank you. That will be all." Then Heart Attack waked away and put her hat back on, along with her shades.

"And if you ever need any more... merchandise, feel free to drop by here at my secret shop, if you know what I mean."

"Yes yes, I know Humberto. I'll let you know if i need any more... items to purchase." then she walked away from the man in a shady type if walk and she looked as sneaky as always with that getup. Humberto just got back in his large truck and listened to some Santana on the radio while sipping some hibiscus tea.

Heart Attack got what she wanted and she was chuckling evily to herself. With this, she will have her revenge on Luna Frost for costing her job. With this box, she has everything to make her suffer she plot her revenge by attacking her heart.

She drove all the way home in her rusty Porsche, and she was cackling evily as she drove off like a maniac. Everything was in motion, she just needed to find someone to be bait in her plan.

The Next Morning

everyone was having breakfast on another cold, winter day. Luna got herself ready and sent downstairs to have some breakfast with the rest of her family. Everyone got settled and got their breakfast of choice, and had some water, milk, or orange juice as a beverage to start the day.

"Can't wait to see what crime I can stop today." said Luna.

"Need me to come with you again, Luna?" Lincoln offered himself. "You could use my help again."

"Heh. Sure dude, if you want to."

"Of course I want to."

Luna made a small chuckle from herself. "Okay, okay. Just try hit it catch a cold out there with me."

"Don't worry. I'll just wear my winger getup."

"Good."

Suddenly, the phone rang and Rita answered it. "Hello? Oh, hi dad. How's it. What?! What happened?!"

The kids and Lynn Sr heard it from the dining room and looked concerned.

To be Continued