chapter thirty-four ; hazard pay

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september. 2010

Finn slowly opened the door to Sean's office and peaked inside. He was slightly panting because he'd ran from his car into the building. He knew that he had to hurry as fast as he possibly could to deliver the items to Mike. If the police got to him first, the consequences would be horrific.

"Well, well, well, long time no see! How is my favorite client?" Sean said a moment after he noticed Finn standing in the door frame. It'd been a little while since the two had last seen eachother and Sean was glad to see that Finn was still doing well.

"I uh... I'm fine, but I need a blue bag that belongs to Mike. He needs me to take it to him." The curly-haired boy stated. Sean nodded and walked over to the large safe where he kept all of his clients' valubles.

The older man put in the combination and opened the door. He then began to dig through all the items in search of the bag.

"And why does he need it?" Sean questioned. It was a bag of emergency supplies so he was obviously curious.

Finn sighed. "He's... He's leaving us." He responded simply.

Sean wasn't completely satisfied with the answer but he understood. He could tell that the law finally caught up to Mike and fleeing was the only logical thing to do.


Finn slowly got out of his car while carrying the bag. He slammed the door shut and then turned to see Mike standing in front of his own car. He took his time as he walked closer to the older man.

"Hello Finn." Mike said rather emotionlessly.

Finn exhaled and cocked his head slightly. "Before I give you this bag, I need to know the names of the witnesses."

Even though Finn and Millie were originally going to be in charge of paying off the witnesses, that plan had gone downhill fast considering one of them flipped regardless of the payments.

Mike hadn't had the opportunity to share the names yet, so Finn thought it would obviously be the best thing to simply blurt it out before he left. Mike disagreed however.

"Why? There's no point in paying them anymore." The older man retorted.

Finn sighed. "Mike, it affects me. It affects Millie too, and we deserve to know their names."

"The only thing left to do now is leave town." Mike stated with a slight chuckle. He knew that if the witness that flipped had any knowledge of Finn or Millie, he would flip on them too.

"Leave town, wow. Yeah, I just can't up and leave like you, Mike. I've got a family, I've got people who depend on me." Finn responded, anger present in his voice.

Mike was tired of playing games so he simply walked up to the boy and ripped the bag out of his hands. "Yeah. Goodbye Finn."

"You're welcome." The curly haired boy muttered.

Mike quickly turned around and scoffed. "I'm sorry. What?"

Finn was about to snap. He felt like Mike was being completely unreasonable. He helped Mike whenever he needed it but never got repaid in any shape or form.

"I want those names. You owe me that much."

Mike's mouth went slightly agape and he shook his head. "I don't owe you a damn thing. All of this, falling apart like this, is on you." He argued.

Finn dramatically threw his hands in the air. "Wow. Wow! Oh that's some kind of logic right there, Mike. You screw up, get exposed by the D.E.A, and somehow it's all my fault. Why don't you walk me through this, Mike."

Mike took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down, although it didn't work very well.

"We had a good thing, you stupid son of a bitch. We had Dom. We had a lab. We had everything we needed and it all ran like clockwork. You could've shut your mouth, cooked, and made as much money as you ever needed. It was perfect. But no. You just had to blow it up. You. And your pride and your ego. You just had to be the man. If you'd done your job, known your place, we'd all be fine right now. All that's left for you and your stupid girlfriend to do, is leave town." Mike retorted.

And with that explanation, he walked away from Finn and hopped into his car. He noticed that Finn quickly ran to his own car but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Mike plopped his blue bag into the passenger seat and then opened it up to make sure everything was there. It only took him a moment to notice that his pistol was missing. He frantically dug through all the items but still found no gun.

His heart dropped whenever he glanced up and saw Finn pointing a gun at him. It was Mike's gun that Finn had stolen from the bag.

Before the man could do anything, Finn pulled the trigger and shot the windshield of Mike's car, the bullet hitting him in the stomach.

With a loud grunt of pain, Mike stepped on the pedal and tried to drive his car away from Finn. However he didn't have much luck, as he crashed into a tree about a hundred yards away from the boy.

Finn ran to the crashed car as fast as he could. When he got there, the front door was opened and Mike was nowhere in sight.

Suddenly, he noticed some fresh blood on the grass leading down to the lake. Finn decided to follow the trail.

After a brief moment of walking, Finn saw Mike sitting on a tree stump just a few feet away from the lake. The man was simply sitting there and watching the sunset. He knew that Finn was approaching him, as he could hear the footsteps, but he did not care.

Finn swallowed hard when he noticed the puddle of blood that Mike was sitting in. The man was going to completely bleed out very soon.

"I-I'm so sorry Mike. This... This whole thing could've been avoided. M-Maybe it's not too late to get help." Finn said somberly, feeling genuinely guilty for what he'd done.

Mike let out a shaky breath and then glanced up at the gorgeous sunset that was painting the evening sky.

"Shut the fuck up and let me die in peace."

Finn slowly nodded and about a minute later, Mike fell over onto the ground. Lifeless.

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so uh what did you think of this chapter? it was interesting to say the least hah. this book is coming to a close very soon but there is still lots more drama to come!

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