Billy groaned. He felt a massive pain on his back and ribs. Roger opened the door and John Boy and Joe took hold of Billy’s head and stuck it in the toilet.

Billy gagged and spat and the water. They took his head out of the water. He coughed and spat, only to have his head stuck back in. They did this several times before speaking. Roger pulled out his pistol, loaded it with three bullets, and cocked it.

“Alright homes, time for a different game.” Roger said.  “Our gang leader, Gengis, said that a trooper from the LEP was causing him distress. And I’m curious. I heard some of the conversation. The name he said started with a ‘B’. And I think we have that trooper right here in front of us. Is that true?”

“No.”

Roger pulled the trigger, but no bullet came out.

“You’d better be honest with me, homes. I keep pulling the trigger, a bullet is soon to come out. Just be honest with us, and we’ll dry you off, clean you up, and let you go like none of this never happened.”

Joe and John Boy started a mocking laughter.

“So, I said, are you he? Yaye or naye, man, simple question.”

“Naye.”

“Are you sure ’bout that?”

Billy eyed his gun. It was in John Boy’s hand.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

Roger smiled.  “Ok, ok, I believe ya’.”

He took out a red hankerchief and handed it to Billy.  “Wipe yourself, you wet.”

John Boy and Joe laughed.

Joe looked over at Roger.  “Yo, hows ’bout we go get a beer for us and our new friend, Billy?”

“Yeah, why not? Yall’s wait here and I’ll go get them. We should drink and have our own little privacy for awhile, eh?”

Billy nodded. He looked looked at the mirror at the corner of his eye. John Boy, who was behind him, was taking out Billy’s gun. They were going to shoot him.

Billy began to sway his feet side to side for a little to make it look like that he didn’t know what they were about to do to him. Just when he was about to make an attempt to shoot him, Billy spun around, punched him, took the gun, shot Joe in the leg, and clubbed him in the head. In matter of seconds, both men were down.

He heard footsteps sounding in the hallway and readied himself next to the door. 

Just when Roger entered, Billy clubbed him in the forehead and knocked him to the ground.

Roger groaned with pain.  “Uh… dang homes, heh, I must… admit… you good. You real good. I… underestimated ya’. Maybe you can take the cult down. Maybe you can… defeat Gengis. Maybe.” Roger finished before letting his body float into unconsiousness.

Billy searched Roger’s pockets. He found a note saying: We’ve sent you the third shippings for the week. Once the drugs reach you, split it with the other faction in the southern point of the city. Until then, lay low. Plus, be on the look out for a LEP officer named Billy. I’ve a feeling that he will reach you guys. When you see him, kill him when you get the chance. 

Gengis

Some other stories by Dwarf Man:

• You Choose
• Chronicles of Artemis
• I'm Back & Starting Fresh
• I Walk Alone
• Wake Me Up When September Ends