Can We Be? ✅

Brother's Keeper (6 Years Ago)

Camera lights formed a border within the margin that were set out by the security guards; as the platinum, pentagon patterned wheels came to a stop.

His right shoe brushed against the red carpet first. As we watched him exit his vehicle, I marvelled at the expensive pair of shoes and my brother was in awe of the radient razzmatazz rolls royce which bivouacked in the distance with all it's elegance.

"Man, I can't believe we have to stand all the way at the back," Joseph complained, "I want to move to the front and get a picture with that awesome car man."

I smirked, "Is that so?" Knowing full well, our conversation was for the sole purpose of not drawing any form of suspicion to us.

"Listen, why don't we go around and just jump in front of those cameras and you'll never know, we could end up famo-"

"Sshh..."

"What?"

"Something's wrong," I dramatically said.

Joseph glanced around the multitude of people who were cheering, clapping and yelling out 'Cameron Gerrard' with passion.

"How can you hear anything?" He asked, "It's super loud."

"It's not that, I'm just excited to listen to his speech," I said. "Just shut up would you?"

"Alright, alright," he rolled his eyes. "It's not that big of a deal."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as we stood at the rear end of the crowd. At least 1600 people were excited to see the Englishman's opening ceremony.

"I can't believe this tiny little town finally has a library of it's own," the old man laughed.

I responded out of respect, "Yeah, isn't that something?" I tilted my head back for the revelation of this mysterious man.

"Me and my wife have lived together in this town for 48 years," he continued. "Better late than never, huh?"

"Yeah, that's true..." Joe added with a slight grin following shortly after.

"It was nice to meet you," I shook the man's hand goodbye, then I led the way for Joe to follow through the crowd before the grand speech began.

The atmosphere in the air heightened despicably as I anticipated the next series of events that were bound to take place.

Joe's grip on my shoulder tightened as we propelled our way through towards the front of the crowd. Camera men and news reporters camped out at the front, behind the security tape lines.

"Ready?" Joe excitedly asked.

I nervously nodded.

To half of my surprise, my eardrum began to lightly ring before the slurping, brain splattering sound filled the atmosphere; we watched the first security guard's head split open from less than 20 feet away.

As people began to scatter, the other security guard had no more than 2 seconds to turn towards the mysterious distant shooter who had killed his partner. Before he could identify 'who', his chest was coughing out blood from the thumb sized hole that the bullet had left behind. He fell to his knees and the rest of his towering body followed.

Joe and I began to run forward while the reporters dropped their microphones and cameras on the ground. People were scattering in fright however, we swiftly jumped over all their equipments and parted ways.

Joseph ran towards Cameron Gerrard who trembled in his trousers. His jaws locked, his eyes watered and his pulse abondened him for a few quick seconds before consciously paying attention once again.

"LET'S GO!" Joseph yelled and dragged Cameron from the collar of his blazer, "MOVE FASTER!"

I banged onto the Rolls Royce passenger seat window to signal the driver to unlock the door. "UNLOCK THE DOOR, NOW!"

As he unlocked the door in hiding and fear, Joseph urgently opened the left back door milliseconds after. He brutally forced the Englishman in and closed the door behind him.

I pulled out a 9mm pistol at the driver and asked him to drive as far away from the crime scene as possible. "Remember to head west only, there will be no left or right turns from here until I say so."

In trembling and fear, the driver was left with no choice. Driving with a gun pointing at him was terrifying but he managed to get us just under a 160 miles away without a trace of officers or any sirens in the distance.