Tear It Down

Chapter Four

"I can't believe this." John growled to himself as he rubbed his hand down his face.

"Better believe it." Arthur said as Tommy crouched down, placing two fingers against the neck of the guard John had posted.

The guard was a large man, one they had used in the past when needed. He got the job done. Up until this point that is.

"He's still alive. " Tommy said before inspecting the man's head. "He has a nasty cut, must be how he got past him."

Arthur cursed as Tommy stood and looked back to John, saying "Get someone to help him up. We'll question him later."

John nodded, giving a glare to the unconscious man.

Arthur came to stand by Tommy, his eyes full of anger. "We need to stop this before it gets out of hand."

"It already has Arthur."

"No. No we need to get the bastard and teach him a lesson."

"And how do you propose we do that then? He's gotten by us twice, taking out one of the best guards for hire."

"He's doing this for a reason. Maybe he's employed by someone. There's a whole list of people who would like to see the Shelby's burn."

"There's no lie there." Tommy lit his cigarette, taking in a much needed drag. Releasing a slow breath he turned to Arthur. "When we catch this bastard I want him alive."

"When we find him we should shoot him where he stands."

"No. When get to him we get to those who hired him."

"And if he doesn't talk?"

Tommy watched as the smoke of his cigarette rose, silent for a few moments "He will."