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leave.”
Jerry just shook his head.
“We’re at war, Jerry. Think about it.”
Earl came walking over, rubbing his shoulder where the rifle butt was.
“Damn, forgot how hard this damn thing kicks,” he said.
“Nice shot,” Jerry said.
“I had to wait until you guys were down,” Earl said. “This 30-06 might have gone through this creep and hit you. I was afraid he was going to shoot you as you stood.”
“I saw you in the bushes,” Jerry said. “I was trying to figure out a way to hit the dirt and not have that old coot shoot either of us.”
“Charlie shot the kid?” Earl asked.
“Yep,” Charlie said. “Jerry is a little mad about that.” Earl looked over at Jerry.
“We’re at war with these folks, Jerry. C’mon. I would’ve shot him too.”
“He’s not as young as you’re thinking, either. This kid is in his twenties….look at him,” Charlie said, standing over the body.
“Ok, I get it, guys,” Jerry said.
“I’ll knife the tires,” Charlie said.
“Wait!” Jerry said. “Let’s take a look first. We might want to drive this thing into the park. We might be able to use it.”
“Good point. Let’s see what’s inside,” Earl said.
“You recognize this truck, Earl?” asked Jerry.
“Naw, they probably stole it from somebody.”
“That SUV is still here too…..actually we ought to look for more tread tracks back here. How do we know this is the only vehicle?”
“Yeah, Jerry, I was thinking the same thing,” Charlie said. “Let’s take a real careful look.”
The three men moved around the parking lot looking for any tracks that looked fresh. They didn’t see anything other than the tracks from the pickup truck.
Alright, let’s see what’s inside these,” Jerry said. He opened the door of the SUV.
“Are the keys in the SUV?” asked Charlie.
“No,” Jerry said.
“The keys are in the pickup, so we can just drive it back. We’ll need to disable that one.”
“Knife the tires?” Jerry asked.
“No, I wouldn’t do that. Let’s yank the coil wire or something like that. Something we can fix.”
“Gotcha,” Jerry said. “Whoa, there’s a bunch of supplies in the back of this SUV.”
“Really,” Earl said. “What?”
“Canned food, guns and ammo, beer, bottled water, and smokes,” Jerry said. “Shoot, I wish we had keys for this thing, so we could drive it to the park too.”
“Heads up!” shouted Jackson as he walked out of the woods towards them.
“Everything cleaned up back there?” asked Charlie.
“Yeah, looks like,” he said. “The Sheriff is keeping watch while Frank is walking around with the dog looking for anybody who might be hiding. And by the way, I know why those folks were here, I think.”
“Why is that?” asked Charlie.
“They were picking up their dead. They have six bodies piled up right over there,” he said, pointing over to the right. “There’s a pile of guns, ammo, and other stuff next to them.”
“Check for car keys to this SUV,” Jerry said.
“Will do,” Jackson said. “May have to go through some pockets….one of the guys we shot today might have them.”
“So they were going to cart off their dead,” Charlie said. “We ought to finish that job. Load the dead guys into the back of the truck and dump them somewhere. If we don’t, it’s going to start smelling real bad back here.”
“Good point,” Jerry said.
“I’ll back the truck over by them,” Charlie said. He got in and fired it up, then moved it over to where Jackson pointed. He got out and helped Jackson load the bodies into the truck bed. Earl came over and helped. They had all six bodies in the truck, and then they started going through the pile of stuff. There were six handguns, and five long guns with ammo. No keys for the SUV.
“We still need to pick up the other six bodies, but we might want to dump these ones first,” Jackson said. “It’s going to be hard to lift the other bodies on top of
Jerry just shook his head.
“We’re at war, Jerry. Think about it.”
Earl came walking over, rubbing his shoulder where the rifle butt was.
“Damn, forgot how hard this damn thing kicks,” he said.
“Nice shot,” Jerry said.
“I had to wait until you guys were down,” Earl said. “This 30-06 might have gone through this creep and hit you. I was afraid he was going to shoot you as you stood.”
“I saw you in the bushes,” Jerry said. “I was trying to figure out a way to hit the dirt and not have that old coot shoot either of us.”
“Charlie shot the kid?” Earl asked.
“Yep,” Charlie said. “Jerry is a little mad about that.” Earl looked over at Jerry.
“We’re at war with these folks, Jerry. C’mon. I would’ve shot him too.”
“He’s not as young as you’re thinking, either. This kid is in his twenties….look at him,” Charlie said, standing over the body.
“Ok, I get it, guys,” Jerry said.
“I’ll knife the tires,” Charlie said.
“Wait!” Jerry said. “Let’s take a look first. We might want to drive this thing into the park. We might be able to use it.”
“Good point. Let’s see what’s inside,” Earl said.
“You recognize this truck, Earl?” asked Jerry.
“Naw, they probably stole it from somebody.”
“That SUV is still here too…..actually we ought to look for more tread tracks back here. How do we know this is the only vehicle?”
“Yeah, Jerry, I was thinking the same thing,” Charlie said. “Let’s take a real careful look.”
The three men moved around the parking lot looking for any tracks that looked fresh. They didn’t see anything other than the tracks from the pickup truck.
Alright, let’s see what’s inside these,” Jerry said. He opened the door of the SUV.
“Are the keys in the SUV?” asked Charlie.
“No,” Jerry said.
“The keys are in the pickup, so we can just drive it back. We’ll need to disable that one.”
“Knife the tires?” Jerry asked.
“No, I wouldn’t do that. Let’s yank the coil wire or something like that. Something we can fix.”
“Gotcha,” Jerry said. “Whoa, there’s a bunch of supplies in the back of this SUV.”
“Really,” Earl said. “What?”
“Canned food, guns and ammo, beer, bottled water, and smokes,” Jerry said. “Shoot, I wish we had keys for this thing, so we could drive it to the park too.”
“Heads up!” shouted Jackson as he walked out of the woods towards them.
“Everything cleaned up back there?” asked Charlie.
“Yeah, looks like,” he said. “The Sheriff is keeping watch while Frank is walking around with the dog looking for anybody who might be hiding. And by the way, I know why those folks were here, I think.”
“Why is that?” asked Charlie.
“They were picking up their dead. They have six bodies piled up right over there,” he said, pointing over to the right. “There’s a pile of guns, ammo, and other stuff next to them.”
“Check for car keys to this SUV,” Jerry said.
“Will do,” Jackson said. “May have to go through some pockets….one of the guys we shot today might have them.”
“So they were going to cart off their dead,” Charlie said. “We ought to finish that job. Load the dead guys into the back of the truck and dump them somewhere. If we don’t, it’s going to start smelling real bad back here.”
“Good point,” Jerry said.
“I’ll back the truck over by them,” Charlie said. He got in and fired it up, then moved it over to where Jackson pointed. He got out and helped Jackson load the bodies into the truck bed. Earl came over and helped. They had all six bodies in the truck, and then they started going through the pile of stuff. There were six handguns, and five long guns with ammo. No keys for the SUV.
“We still need to pick up the other six bodies, but we might want to dump these ones first,” Jackson said. “It’s going to be hard to lift the other bodies on top of
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