Chapter 98 (Death Valley)

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In Death Valley (November 11th 2020)

Cruz: Bloody Park you blonde Canadian shit face!!!

Cameron: (slaps him) 

Cruz: WOOOO, I LIKE THAT (grabs his hand)

Cameron: Ahhh 

Cruz: (crushes it) 

Cameron: (cries)

Cruz: Get the blondes out out boys 

Detective Steven Perry: Move it (jabs Walker with his rifle)

Detective Short: Or it will be worse for you

Walker: (holding Stefan close to him as they get out of the car)

Cruz: Short, Cigar and Lighter 

Detective Short: (hands him them)

Cruz: (lights the cigar and takes one puff) ahh Perry 

Detective Steven Perry: (pours gasoline on the tesla)

Cruz: Say Goodbye Cam

Cameron: No please it's not payed off  

Cruz: (makes a pouty face and throws the cigar and the car)

(It is immediately engulfed in flames)

Cruz: LOOK AT THAT (claps) 

Cameron: My Car!!!!

Cruz: OH get the fuck over it you whiney fuck bloody hell there is a reason no one likes Luther on Umbrella Academy because your not AIDAN GALLAGHER (LAUGHS HARD)

Walker: (notices Stefan send a text)

Stefan: (hides his phone quick, still in immense pain)

Cruz: Oh Stefan, you poor soul 

Walker: Cruz please I'll say it again 

Cruz: (punches Walker square in the jaw) BLAH BLAH YOU LOVE ME LIES FUCKING LIES YOU WANKER!!!!!!! BUT (takes a deep breath) you will or you will suffer every waking moment until you do FOLLOW ME 

Detective Steven Perry: Move it 

(they do)

(they walk 3 miles)

Detective Short: Babe is this worth it...he gonna I don't know but it's not good 

Detective Steven Perry: Shut up! It's 10 Mil Each 

Cruz: 10 Mil (turns around and approaches them with his Crazy eyes) Mommy and Daddy are paying you 

Detective Steven Perry: Yes

Cruz: So.....your only in it for the mula huh....can I see that Rifle 

Detective Short: (hands it to him)

Cruz: Thanks (shatters Bradley's kneecaps)

Detective Steven Perry: (falls to the ground screaming in pain)

Cruz: BITCH (bashes his head in with blunt side of the rifle) 

Detective Short: (runs for his life)

Cruz: Bloody Hell (aims the rifle and blows his brains out with a single shot)

Walker: My God 

Cruz: (lick some blood off his face) Tasty...Well don't stand their like a bunch of trees!!!! Bloody move it 

(they do as they are told)


Is it all over, what will happen fine out next time in the penultimate chapter of Walker Bryant and the Road Trip of Love

-Epsilon 

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