James took advantage of the distraction that Lyla offered as he slowly reached out for his 1911 and after gripping it he quickly pulled it out and pressed it against the other guy's head before he had time to react.
"Alright now! I wasn't planning for this but what the hell. Take out your weapons and put them on the ground. And don't try anything funny if you value your life." Said James all serious as the guy took out a tomahawk axe and a .9mm Beretta and put them on the ground, kicking them away. "Good boy!" Said James grabbing his gun by the slide and slamming it on the guy's head, making him fall on the ground dizzy and unable to fight back. Then James closed the car shop's doors and dragged the guy to the manager's office then proceeded to do the same thing to his buddy that got knocked out by Lyla.
In the office he took a small table and put it in the center, and then took two chairs placing them on opposite sides of the table. On one of them he put the guy he took out, tying him up with duct tape. While the other chair was for himself to sit in. He did the same thing to the other guy too, tying him up good with duct tape but leaving him on the floor. In the meantime the guy tied up on the chair woke up and started shaking himself up violently, hoping to free himself.
"Calm down. You won't escape. I tied you up good." Said James taking a seat across the table and looking deep in the guy's eyes as Lyla assisted at the conversation between the two.
"Listen, you're insane. Once the boss finds out that were missing you're both as good as dead. Leave now while you still have the chance." He said stressed.
"What boss? Who are you talking about? Wait a second...I remember you. You're Frankie right?""I don't know what...James? James Donovan? Shit man I didn't even recognize you. You look more mature now with that beard and the long hair."
"Yeah, that's me! Now...what boss are you talking about?" "Whatya mean what boss!? You know very well who i'm talking about. Darryl? Darryl Jones? Forgot all about him?"
James's face imidieatly turned pale, like he seen a ghost. Concerned he put his left hand over his mouth for a few seconds then lowered it down on the table.
"What happened at the prison when the outbreak started?" Asked James clearly troubled.
"Well, the guards decided to set us free and ran away. It didn't matter to them anyway, now that humans began transforming into these monsters. Most of the inmates decided to stay within the safety of the prison. But Darryl and those of us that follow him decided to leave. A week and a half ago he decided to stop here and turn this small town into our staging point. Now we've cleared the streets of walkers but there are still plenty of them in the buildings. Listen you need to leave okay? Visitors aren't greeted welcomly here. Last week some guy came saying that he's looking for food but Darryl slashed his throat and fed him to some walkers in a building while he was still breathing."
"I got one more question for you. Zack. Zack Henderson. What happened to him?""I don't know no Zack Henderson!"
"You know very well who i'm talking about. My former cellmate.""Oh you mean the MMA guy? Well, he left the prison just like us. But we went our separate ways."
With that James rised up from the chair, taking Lyla and getting out of the office and back into the car shop. "Hey, hey, don't leave me here! Cut me loose! NOW!" Frankie's shouts could be heard from inside the office. James didn't even dare to look in Lyla's eyes as she was very puzzled and didn't understood anything. This was all his fault as it was his idea to bring them here.
"We are in the proverbial "deep shit." These guys are inmates from the prison I was in and this Darryl Jones character that guy spoke of used to be a major drug dealer back in Detroit. But the police managed to bust him years ago. Once in prison he formed his own gang, convincing all of the black prisoners to join him. He's very dangerous and not to be messed with. When I was arrested I was sent to the same prison as these guys that's why I know them. But I survived them unlike other "pretty white boys" that became regulars at the prison's clinic. And all thanks to Zack. Nobody dared to mess with him because of his fighting skills. I'm glad to hear he's still alive somewhere, out there " Said James as he put his hands on his head and started walking around through the shop. In the meantime the guy that Lyla knocked out finally woke up and started shouting to be released too.
"I'm sorry! It's all my fault! I never should have brought us here!" He said continuing to walk around the shop with his hands on his head. Then he sat on the floor with his legs crossed.
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