Thunder: Chapter 7

Chapter 7

He knew that it would be dangerous. They were probably waiting for someone to stop them, and would be waiting to kill anybody that tried to stop them.


Bonnie would kill him if she knew what he was about to do. But somebody had to do it. He ran to the locker that was beside his punching bag. It contained a black suit, and a black boggan. He put them both on, and headed out the door.

He got off his motor bike at the entrance to the dockyards. He took the motorbike to disguise himself. It was cold, and he could already feel a sneeze coming on him.

He could see the men, and the shipment of drugs. They had nearly finished loading the boat. He didn’t have much time. He stood against a wall, trying to hide himself.

He soon gave away his position when he yelped. He thought somebody was behind him, and when he turned around and looked, he only saw a cat. This angered him. He got caught, by the being scared of a cat.

Billy, finally setting down a package, nudged a guy.

“Did you hear that?” he questioned.

“Sure did”

Billy handed him a gun, and pointed towards the sudden sound. “Go over there and check it out.”

The man agreed, and headed towards Lance’s direction. The man shuddered when he got closer, and closer. He didn’t know what waited for him behind the darkness.

Lance shook with fear. There was no where else to hide. And if the man found him, he would surely kill him.

The man walked right up next to Lance, but didn’t see him. Lance didn’t dare make a sound. But the breath coming from lance’s nose touched the man’s skin lightly.

Lance knew he had to do something. The man looked in his direction, and was shocked. And before he could point his gun at Lance, Lance punched him in the face.

The man yelled in pain, and crashed to the ground. Lance looked over at the men at the dockyards. They finally dropped what they were doing to see what happened, and what caused that noise. A man yelled at them to come back and to get back to work, but they ignored him.

Nosaj was angered that the men were distracted by an unimportant matter. What was it that drew their attention?

Lance tried to think of things to do to get away from them. What was I thinking, he thought. He shouldn’t have come. He should have just let the police in charge. But now he was in the middle of this mess, and he had to think of a way to get himself out.

The men were now under the main light that produced light for them. Rain started to pour from the dense sky, soaking Lance all over. He looked down at the man he knocked out, and found his gun laying beside him. It was his only chance.