“What the fuck Sam! What the fuck!”

“I know. It’s bad! It’s really really bad but..”

Chris holds his finger up stopping Sam from continuing. He shakes his head looking Sam straight in the eyes. “I’m gonna ask you some questions, and the only words coming out of your mouth are gonna be the fucking answers! You got that!?”

Sam nods. His mouth sealed shut.

“Who else knows?”

Sam shakes his head, “You, just you. You were the first person I told…”

Chris holds his finger up again. “How long?”

“Hour an a half.”

Chris huffs through his nose in frustration. “Right grab that side.”

“What?”

“Fuck sake! Sam! Pick him up so I can put a tarp under him we cant just leave him here can we ya fuckin idiot!”

“Fuck! Chris I’m sorry, I fucked up I know. Here.” Sam picks up the body and Chris grabs a tarp of the shelf and unfolds it underneath the body.

“What are we gonna do!?”

Chris looks over irate, he quickly gets up and lunges at Sam grabbing his neck and shoving him against the garage walls so hard all the shelfing falls down. “We? You FUCK! You were supposed to get the money off him! How the fuck is he gonna pay us now? £1.2 Million!!! The boss is gonna kill us both for this! Yo fucking idiot!!!”

“He tried to fucking kill me what was I supposed to do just let him?”

“Fuck it! Lets get him outta here, we’ll bury him in the forest. What the fuck Boss is gonna do to us I have no idea! It’ll be worse than death!”

The two wrap the body up and load it up in the van outside.

They arrive at the forest and carry the body out to the burial grounds.

“Right. Start fuckin digging! We aint got long till the sun comes up.”

They dig a deep whole more than 6 feet down. Chris picks up the body by the legs. “You get that end.”

Sam and Chris dump the body into the whole and Chris lights up a sigarette.

Sam looks over at Chris, “Chris I’m sorry! I fucked up bad I know but… we’ll figure something out.”

Chris takes another puff of his siggarette. He shakes his head, “Nah… I don’t think we can.” Suddenly Chris pulls out a knife and thrusts it into Sams stomach.

Sam ghasps with shock and pain as the life starts draining out of him. He looks at Chris in complete and utter shock!

Chris looks him in the eye and moves his head close, right in front of Sams, “Nothin but fucking grief you caused me! Every fucking time!!” He tightens his grip on the knife and pulls it across Sams belly cutting him open like a butcher then quickly pulls the knife out and slashes Sams throat.

Sam tries to scream but no sound comes out as he just chokes on his own blood.

Chris takes one last look at him, “Good fucking riddence!” before violently shoving Sam into the hole and watches the life drain out of him.

“FUCK!”

Sam, was the bosses son.