lasso chapter 2

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After a hour of false alarms mainly caused by Danny and crushed hopes mainly held by Benjamin due to the lack of gold but abundance of pyrite; Danny decided to return home for breakfast leaving Benjamin to finish off his drink alone. As he approached the farmhouse he saw his father Truman’s hulking body filling the back window so neither his head or legs could be seen. “Danny where have you been” the torso growled “better not be with that fool Brown searching for bloody doubloons”. “But pap he’s looking for a fortune so he buy a house and live in it forever and he’s gonna have a stone fireplace and a fancy chair and a solid gold suit” said Danny breathlessly   “he’s more likely to find himself into a early grave after that death trap falls on top of him, now come inside and eat your bleeding breakfast said Truman dismissively. The torso turned around and sat down at the wooden table and picked his teeth with a fork. Danny continued inside then sat down and smiled at his father who merely stared back, Danny’s eyes dropped and he tucked into his bacon and bread whilst humming a familiar tune. His father looked over at his youngest son and smiled quickly before Danny realised. “You my boy are going into town today to buy rope a”. Truman was cut off by the sound of Abigail yelling outside. “Wait here Danny, don’t come out until I saw so, okay” Danny nodded as Truman hastily went outside yelling his wife name. Danny obediently sat still for what felt like an eternity; he found himself staring at a painting his mother bought when he was young of a girl not much older than him with a peal earring and big black eyes staring straight back at him. As Danny was analysing the art he was certain that the woman blinked with her left eye at Danny, when he realised what he had just seen, his father rushed into the kitchen carrying a body over his shoulder and dropped him elegantly onto the table. “Danny gets this man some water quickly”. Danny filled up a glass with some tap water and then passed it to father who promptly threw it in the unconscious man’s face. 

Meanwhile inside Oldbrook’s town bank, two security guards were standing next to each other in front of the safe which contained the majority of the towns funds which frankly in total was not that much compared to city banks but that fortune would provide any one person with a lifetime of high class whisky and low class w****s for anybody with enough cojones to go ahead and take it. The two guards had spent two hours of their shift guarding the vault and had said little to one another  however the metaphorical ice needed to be broken and Larry King the guard to the left had what he thought was a solid gold ice pick. “You know dogs” he said. “Yeah” replied right guard Sam Doolidge who was slightly mystified, “do you reckon they could play poker” asked Larry “no of course not” “ for one thing they’re colour-blind and second of all they’ve got no hands”   replied Sam. “Okay but what if the dogs put their cards on the table and don’t bother with colours” inquired Larry who was now slightly downhearted. “I suppose but that wouldn’t really be poker, I guess they could play blackjack but one of the dogs would have to be the dealer” suggested Sam supportively. At this moment Larry burst into a crazed laughter and cried “blackjack that’s ludicrous why would dogs wanna play blackjack” before doubling over in laughter “Sam you are a hoot now if you don’t mind put your hands behind your head and kneel down on the ground please”. Sam realised that Larry’s pistol was out of his holster and pointed towards Sam’s chest. Sam raised his eyebrows and stared at Larry for several seconds before obeying and drooping to the floor “saying I did not see that coming Andy but okay every days a school day”. The sound of Andrew Seymour’s boot connecting with the back of Sam’s neck never left the bank. As Andrew ran his fingers through his straw blond hair, he thought “you should have kept your mouth shut brother and this all would have been peachy but ya just had to go and spit it out didn’t ya ………  well now your dead and it’s own fault now sit on that for eternity”