pretty bad day

My wife and I had just moved to this town of New Haven yesterday. I had gotten a job as a teacher here and with bills and everything, newly married, we could not afford to be picky. We settled in and started unpacking. Around noon that day she got a call for an interview. “I can leave right now if you want." said my wife talking to the person on the other end of the phone. She told me what was going on, gave me a kiss and left. I continued to unpack for a few more minutes until I laid down and took a nap on the couch.

        I was awaken maybe three hours later by the cell phone laying on the TV. It was the hospital, my wife was in an accident and was taken to the hospital. I rushed there praying for the best and trying not to think of the inevitable. As soon as I got to her room I saw that she was unconscious. The doctor pulled me aside. “She goes in and out of consciousness and we cannot stop the bleeding.” he said, “She has maybe an hour at best.

        Stunned by the news I went back into her room. I grabbed her hand and told her” Babe if you can hear me I will always love you.”

        “I love you to.” I heard the voice coming from her mouth, however she was not awake. She lived longer than what the doctor had said but not long enough for me.

        The next day I did not know what to do. I knew I had to make funeral arrangements but tried to avoid it at all cost. On my way to the car I saw a note on my driver side window. The note read:

                LEAVE NOW BEFORE THE          SAME HAPPENS TO YOU!

I was furious. So many thoughts were going threw my head. What kind of sick, twisted, individual does this. I got in the car and immediately drove to the police station. Talking with one officer I forced myself to ask about the accident. I asked him if the individual was arrested. “No the other driver’s vehicle was on the scene but the driver was gone.” he said. I showed him the note and he said, “Some of the citizens in town do not welcome new faces easily.” 

“There was a witness however, he gave us a description and we are trying to locate him as we speak.”

        I left the police station with a copy of the report, read over it and could not believe what I saw. The witness was the highschool Principle of the school I am supposed to be teaching at next month and his handwriting on the report seemed very familiar. I was supposed to call him when I got settled in so I could start setting up my classroom. My call must of caught him by surprise because he answered the phone as if he was right in the middle of something.

        “Hi Jim this is Brian the new history teacher.” I said

        “Wow that was quick I was not expecting for another week or so!” he said when i heard someone else talking on the other end of the phone.

        “You kind of caught me at a bad time my son showed up a week ago I have been trying to get him a job here in town but it seems with the economy being the way it is it's getting harder and harder to find jobs.”

        He asked me about the news he had heard and I told him everything. He never mentioned anything about being at the scene the other day and I really did not feel like bringing it up at the moment like I thought I did. 

        “So would it be ok if I went to go check out my classroom tomorrow.”

        “Sure, hows one PM sound.”

        “Great see you then, bye”

        We hung up and I went to the funeral home in town to do what I never wanted to do but had to get it done anyway. On my way there I had just taken my final turn when I heard a loud pop and a “zing”. Being prior service in the army I immediately knew what was going on, I was getting shot at! 

I sped up but was going no where fast. The gunmen must of shot out my front right side tire. I heard another and smoke started pouring from my hood. He wanted to make sure I was not going anywhere. I jumped out my door and immediately took cover on the side of my vehicle, reached for my cell phone and called 911. Just as I was about to press the send button I heard a familiar voice behind me say drop it and felt cold steel in the back of my neck.

        “Stand up and turn around slowly.” said the familiar voice. IT WAS HIS SON! The Principles SON. Just then I saw a second person holding a rifle with a high powered scope wearing dark clothing and a hot pulled down past his eyes. 

        “I see you do not listen very well Brian.”

        “NO IT CAN’T BE!” I thought to myself.

        Jim was standing ten feet from me holding the rifle to my face.

        “I’m sorry it had to be this way killing your wife really was an accident, we just meant to rough her up a bit, leave a note and hopefully scare you all away.

        “What is going on here?” I asked

        “Well you see I feel obligated to take care of my family no matter what the outcome is. I was trying to get my son hired on as the new teacher, but with a Ph.D. in history hes over qualified. And then YOU had to show up and take that away from him.

        Little did they know I kept a 45 under my seat always, AND ITS WITHIN REACH! Revenge was going to be mine or die trying.



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