In the month of September, Milwaukee's still burning, the sun, it just kinda ruled over us all. The day was at it's peak;the crows, they were huddled in sweat, all going crazy, and shit; same was the display of humans. I had to decide, because this road, It had no turning back, and the worst case scenario, you were failing a brother's trust,Although, he ain't my real brother, and kinds of shit he say to my face,but still,he's been very serious about me; whatever, I had to avenge my parents

I wanted to buy a weapon as soon as possible, so that justice could be done, and that motherfucker could be put at rest.You tell me, how could you just leave someone to die, and at the same time, you're the one, because of which they are in such agony.Oh, Mother Earth, what are you? how could you allow such cunts to walk over you.Such a pussy, I would've seemed, If I had not hated you.I felt frustrated, had to break something, nah...that glass wasn't suffice, don't take me as a mental case, but had to break them windows.Still, It gave no relief to my soul.

Shimz arrives at home, and founds all the mirrors and windows broken, and thrown on the road.

He runs inside, and sees nobody, but a note stick to the wall.

Note; "Hey, brother.I'm leaving town for some unfinished business, so don't worry about me,because it ain't your job or whatever.Just stay out of it, I'll be home soon, I've taken the money from father's account, I'll be fine".

Shimz,'Goddamn it, what have you been doing?'.

You just can't buy a gun in here without a license.I had to find them pawn shops so that as an antique, I would buy one of these horse pistols, or 80's revolver, so that owner shouldn't have any suspicion flying over his head,

and I found one.Different kinds of shit were there, from an animal's leather to unique and lost metals.I walked in ,and guess what?, not even a single customer, it was a lucky day for sure.The owner had a familiar face,my whole plan turned upside down, It was a person, whom I knew, it was Uncle Max.I knew him, but not the part that he owned a pawn shop,I thought,he's some business man or shit.Father had told me about this man, and we've met on occasions. Father had only one friend in this town, and it was him.I just couldn't run back, so I approached him, made a big fat lie about this hunting thing, I said, Shimz had sent me; he didn't even ask any questions?, and started telling me about hunting.I asked of a horse pistol, and instead he handed a shotgun to me, and said in a gravelly voice,'It's a far better gear than a horse pistol, if ya want to shoot the birds, your father too didn't know about them guns,but I'm sure, you'll find your way around these things'.

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Chris,'I will, because in a world like this, you need weapons'

Max,'You sure do, because men are not fool to spend their pennies on such heavy things'.

Chris,'Uncle, can you give me a bag for this, because you know the children outside, and families,they may feel uncomfortable'.

Max,'Sure, why not?'.

He gave me a black bag, and with that thing, filled with bullets, and a pretty awesome "gear",I left Milwaukee.

Shimz,'Such a conniving son of a bitch, I should've warned sarge, he's gonna mess with Aaric's family, if that happened, Chris is in grave danger from this man,we don't even know about'

Shimz's phone rings.

Shimz looks at the screen,'Uncle Max?'

He picks up the phone, with stumbling hands,not with the expectations of hearing something bad,'Hey,Max.What's up?'

Max,'Nothing, just wanted to tell you guys that the Lapam peak, Delafield has been closed for hunting, just heard the news on the Tv, if you guys are going to the peak, you should...'

Shimz interrupts him,'Wait, what?, what are you talking about?'

Max,'Excuse me, weren't you guys going for the hunt'

Shimz,'Max, I don't understand, we weren't, and who told you this?'

Max,'Chris, he was right here 20 minutes ago, told me that you've sent him to buy the gear'

Shimz in overwrought,'What did you sell him?'.

Max flummoxed ,'A shotgun, didn't you ask for it?'

Shimz presses his head against the wall,'Oh God! Max, you should've called me, my brother, he's gone mad, he bought the gun to kill a man'.

Max in a low tone,'Jesus Christ!'.

Shimz in a dead voice'He's gone,Max, just do me a favour, give me your car'.