Chapter 14

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They just wanted to question me to find out what happened. And also me being careless, my license plate was caught at the gas station and I was wanted to robbery. I lied and said no one was with me. In the back of the police car I told God I wouldn't lie to save my life. So I told the truth and nothing but. They pinned me for a lot of crimes they were suspicious of me of. I was going away for 76 years. I told Nicole not to wait for me, and I put Rory in chard of the club and to keep it running During the trial they pinned me for things I forgot about. I was now going to jail for life, and so was Lyndon. He survived. He couldn't lie his way out, and he had no money to pay for a lawyer. He healed easily. When we went to court, we were both standing in front of the judge as she sentenced us to life in prison.  As we turned to exit he softly threatened me. 

"You better sleep with one eye open, because I'm coming for you."

"So uncivilized. We're going to Hendricks dumb ass."

Hendricks was the place for criminals where they keep them the hole and throw away the hole. From what it seemed like. I was going to be forgotten about, and never see the light of day again.

Before they put me on the bus I was given ten minutes to speak to Nicole. I didn't request that. She did. I declined and got on the bus.

I was sent a little south, and Lyndon was sent far east. On the bus ride there I was the only one with four armed guards and one driver. I was extremely dangerous. We were driving through the desert. A red mustang drove ahead of us and slowed down to a stop. The bus stopped. A man wearing a hood stepped out of the car and watched the bus. A helicopter was flying overhead. The guards stood up and moved me to the floor. Bullets seemed to fly from all sides through the windows and hitting the armed guards. Their bodies dropped as I climbed on to a seat. I saw a key and used it to free myself. Then I crawled over and picked up a shotgun. I aimed it ahead as the hooded man stood walked on the bus. He took of his hood and I recognized who it was.

"Troy?" I said.

"The one and only." he replied.

"What's going on?"

"We came here to save you."

"We, whose we?" 

"Come on you'll see." 

Troy was an old friend of mine who I thought was dead. I was told he died in a fire. We got in the mustang and I had to ask. "What happened to you?"

"Well, an organization was after me, and a friend I met. We faked out deaths to escape. The organization was coming after you too. They already killed Bruce and that woman he was with. And they poisoned Lyndon in prison on his first day. He's alive we got him. You were the only person I needed."

"Why me? What is this organization."

"Satan's Apple." He glanced at me. "Yeah you remember them. Bolvi mentioned them." 

I sat back and watched the road. 

"I'll brief you later, but first let's just ride."

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