Chapter 13: What comes along the way

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6:27pm

"Jo?"

"Yeah yeah it's me." My voice raspy and shaky.

"Long time no hear brother, what can I do for you." He replied with a concerned tone.

"Can you pick us up? There's been an accident."

"Errr...sure anything for you Jo, what's happened?"

"Look I haven't got time, Todd's losing blood I need you here asap. I'm on the corner of dark smiths road."

"What are you doing, no one ever goes downs darks smiths."

"Exactly, it's why we were targeted."

"Targeted by who Jo?"

"I'll explain later just come as fast as you can." I hung up flinging my phone into my pocket.

"Who was that?" Todd asked his voice quiet and wimpy as he held onto his wound.

"You remember Ronnie?" I replied

His mouth dropped. His face moulded in disgust.

"Hell no Jo, I told you I don't want to ever see that guy again."

"What's he ever done to you."

"PPFFFTTTT, PFT eh he slept with Annie remember."

"He liked her, she liked him, what's the issue."

"Maybe because she was my DAMN GIRLFRIEND JO." He threw a pebble at me.

"Todd, we are going with him, he's the only guy I know In the city that can help us."

"As long as he doesn't steal Valentina."

"Pppfftt Todd she's not even your girlfriend."

"I don't care." He wined as he held his head

" Todd he'll be here in a bit just hang on you'll be okay."

I sat next to him on the side picking at the blades of grass.

"You know Jo someone's got to of heard the explosion, there's clouds of black in the air."

"Maybe, but this place is abandoned, know one comes here, but Ronnie will be here any time soon he only lives 10 minutes away."

"It's still close Jo, what if his neighbours heard."

"Well last time I heard he was living on an empty road in a shut down old games shop, he has no neighbours."

Before Todd could even reply. A big bulky black Audi Q7 turned the corner. It was Ronnie. The car spun and parked next to us. Ronnie got out. He was the biggest man you have ever seen. Tall, board, large, muscles breaking his shirt. His face didn't match his name. They all thought he was the hard type. Well he was, unless you where his friends. You don't mess with Ronnie. He had dark skin and a very deep croaky voice. He was dressed in a dirty murky white top, denim trousers and brown hardened boots.

"Well look who it is. James Todd Meredith." He laughed walking over to Todd.

He reached out his large hand, so big it could crush you to pieces. Todd's hand remained by his side and his other hand on his wound.

"Oh okay." He smirked

"I see how it is then, I'll get you in the car, I know how to fix that." He said, he then swooped Todd off the ground holding him bridal style.

"Excuse...." Todd went on to say, but he stopped he was to weak to care. Ronnie sat him in the back as I ran over and hopped into the front. Ronnie jumped into the drivers seat and sped off at full speed.

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