"Sorry for the interruption, Jacquie,
Simon," Gillingham said to his two best men, "please go ahead, how was your
mission to pick up Salty Foreman?"
Jacquie looked over at Simon. Simon
shrugged back at Jacquie, which meant, based on how Gillingham had just treated
the bad news about his weapons being lost, Simon wasn't going to hold back the
truth.
"Mr. Gillingham, Boss, it did not go well," announced Simon.
Gillingham stared at Simon, his large
yellow grin faded quickly; he turned to Jacquie who kept his face as blank as
possible.
"It was horrible, sir," said Jacquie.
"Horrible?" Gillingham used the word as
a weapon to cut through the duo. "You boys better start talking, fast!"
"It was my fault, Boss," Simon jumped
in.
"It wasn't your fault," Jacquie
interrupted, "it wasn't his fault, Salty was fucked up, the situation was
fucked up."
Gillingham's forehead started to turn as
red as his hair.
"Jacquie," said Simon, "no matter what,
it was my gun. It was my gun, Boss. I killed Salty."
"WHAT?!" Gillingham screamed, he stood
up behind his desk.
"Jacquie was right, Salty went crazy,
started to attack us when we were bringing him back. We were bringing him back
like you wanted, he was cool, cooperative, normal, then he just snapped like a
fucking twig. He attacked me, acted insane, we were in the car, he could have
killed Jacquie and me! I put a shot in his head. Jacquie tried to stop me, I
just, just reacted. I'm sorry, Boss."
"I should have never given you a gun,
Simon you fucking idiot. You have no idea the plans you've screwed up with that
one bullet. I should have never made you a Gun Bearer." Gillingham laid into
Simon treating him like a child. Simon's head hung low refusing to look at
Gillingham in the eyes. "LOOK UP AT ME!" Like a bullwhip, Simon's neck snapped
up and pointed at Gillingham. "You have no idea the trouble you've put me in,
not to mention yourself and your partner."
"I'm just as much to blame, Mr.
Gillingham."
"Shut up, Jacquie. You two balance each
other out, but you're not Simon's keeper. Jacquie, if you wouldn't mind waiting
out in the hall. I need to talk to Simon alone."
Jacquie looked at Simon, their faces
were both mostly blank but Jacquie had thin layer of pity on his. Simon noticed
Jacquie's pity and he slowly became stone-faced and hard, angry at Jacquie's
pity. Jacquie knew as he got up to go wait in the hall that if Simon survived
Gillingham's punishment, their partnership would not.
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