Bounty Hunter

F I V E

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I groan when Cole argue that he is the leader and I am the sidekick for the next half hour. Mr. Joe Vannucci sat in-between us with an unrelenting frown. "Would you shut-up!" Vannucci snaps at us. 

An agonising silence falls upon us. I couldn't stand five minutes of it. After a few more moments Cole attempts a humorous conversation. "So, Mr. Vannucci, what's your mum like?"

I couldn't help but crack a smile. "I bet she's hot." He winks at him with a cheeky grin, "she'd be such a MILF."He teases.

"Shut up!" Vannucci roars I can feel the anger pulsating through him. 

We have been driving to the police station for twenty minutes; Vannucci has been tense the whole way, not even showing an ounce of pain in his expression. His calf is bleeding profusely; I didn't want blood on the car seat, so without hesitation Cole took off his shirt and sacrificed it to wrap the druggo's leg. Flaunting his mesmerizing body, I notice his chiseled abs, broad chest and tanned skin from long hours in the Australian sun. I blush, thank god he hadn't noticed my allured reaction to his body.

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The ute clutters as the police station became closer and closer into view. I look to my left, with a small smile. "Adios amigo."
Vannucci slowly turned his face towards me, it reminded me of a creepy killer from a movie.
"When I get out Tamson. That is your name. I will end you." A bone chilling grin crosses his face. It made me gulp, my stomach twisted and my hands twitched.
"Hold up, you won't touch her because it'll be a long time before you get out, buddy." For a second it almost felt like Cole was defending me.
"Don't call me Buddy." Vannucci grumbles.
Cole reaches down and strangles Vannucci's wound.
He lets out an "Arg!" and his jaw clenches as he squeezes his eyes shut. 
"You'll pay for that." Vannucci snarles at Cole.

"Shut the f*ck up!" Cole slaps him in the back of the head and honks his nose in a 'Three Stooges' manner.

I laugh hysterically as Vannucci's unamused expression intensifies.

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Cole pulls over a block away from the police station. We sit there silently for a few moments, thoughts were rushing through my head. We hadn't planned this part. How would we get Mr. Joe Vannucci inside, without getting in trouble?

Then suddenly a thought crossed my mind. "Bad kitty." I mumbled to myself.
"What?" Cole looks over at me as if I am a crazy person.
"Cole, get out of the car. I have to talk to you." I instruct already flinging the car door open. I walk on the grass strip by the footpath and cross my arms while I wait for Cole.

<><><>Joe Vannucci<><><>

Anger burns within my entire body. Just looking at the two of them bickering by the sidewalk frustrates me. They ruined my deal, a very important one. My guys could get busted for this.
"Arg!" I groan. The pain in my leg is excruciating, it stings so bad. But I was not going to look like a wuss for a second. I silently scold myself for being too soft.

I stare at the girl, Tamson. Some of her features seem so familiar. The color of her grey eyes, her long brown hair that fall upon her chest draped down in tidy waves.

Tamson crosses her arms and frowns at the f*ck-face teenager who shot me in the leg. They both agitate me, I just want to hurt them. To watch them feel, true pain.

The girl turns and points down the road. It was like witnessing a memory.

I gulp. Almost whimpering the name. "Joanne."

1 9 9 6 - M E M O R Y

I watched her from the bus stop. There was something about the girl that seemed so mysterious, but beautiful.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.

She was giving directions to a couple passing through the town. She pointed down the road and showed the the route on the map in the husband's hand. She would have to be only 17. Her long brown hair is tied back into a ponytail and she is wearing the cutest blue overalls. 

When the couple get back in their car and drive away she waves them good bye. Her gaze followed from the car on to me.

A kind smile crosses her face, and she turns away walking down the road with her hands in her pockets and her ponytail swaying side-to-side.
She was so innocent, and so vulnerable.

<><><>Tamson<><><>

At first, Cole did not like my plan. There was no way he was wearing tights. But after 10 minutes of convincing, I managed to change his mind.

Cole returned to the ute and dragged Vannucci out roughly. It looked like an aggressive game of tug of war... Only, Cole has an unfair advantage. 

"Easy." I tell Cole. But he ignores me, he seems to enjoy the authority.

I didn't think my plan was going to work. But we enter the costume shop and it turns out that Nelly is working today. 

"Hey." I smile at her. Nelly looks up from the desk and almost falls off her chair when she notices my entourage. 

"What the heck!?" She shrieks, she was beginning to cause a scene. I shush her. 
"Shh.. Be quiet. I need to ask you a favour." I whisper. 
Her face seems blank, and she blinks a couple of times before speaking. "Okay... What is it?"

I blurt my words out in a rush as if I was spitting them in Nelly's face.
"I need you to dress me up me as Catwoman, and Cole as Batman."

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