Chapter Eighteen "Gun"

Two days ago. James Gunner sat on his couch enjoying his favorite TV show. This was all he had to look forward to in days of nothing. His life, lost it’s glamour a long time ago. Long it has been since his life was turned upside down. One day he was needed and the next he wasn’t. Not afraid, just didn’t feel normal outside. Outside, use to feel like home more then the shit hole he lived in now. How could an apartment complex hold such a beast inside? It did. What more could be said, the world was changing and he just felt obsolete. He lost everything, his family, his friends, and the love of his life. He was banned by everyone because he could not control his hunger, he could not control his rage, the beast within.
TV reporter
This just in, breaking news, we are the first to report that the President of the United States has passed last night due to a heart attack.
James
Bullshit
TV reporter
Romberg has had family related heart issues so it has come to no surprise by his family and close friends
James
I can’t believe this shit
TV Reporter
The Funeral will take place in five days when all the proper arrangements can be made. Till then we’d like to say Romberg will truly be missed.
James
My ass
He turned off the TV
James
Luna, Moon
From behind the chair came two dogs, both Germen Shepard.
James
Do you believe this shit? President dead of a heart attack, not that simple
The dogs just licked his hands
James
Something is going on; I guess I will check it out.
He stood up and grabbed his black coat from the wall hanger
James
Guess I have to go meet with Amya and….
The dogs barked
James
Relax; she won’t be a bother for me
He grabbed his shotgun from the counter and slung it over his shoulders
James
No one will
His phone rang and he answer quickly
James
Gun speaking
The person on the other side was an FBI operative named Detective Patrick
Patrick
Hello Mr. Gun
James
To what do I owe this pleasure?
Patrick
We’d like you to come down and assist us in something
James
Like what?
Patrick
The Presidents death
James
You need my help to tell you he had a heart attack? Get a doctor or something to take a second look
Patrick
He did not have a heart attack
James
Of course not, so what do you want?
Patrick
You know what we want, the reason why they call you Gun
James
How much?
Patrick
One million
James
Well I don’t know you see-
Patrick
5 million and that is all we will work with
James
5 million it is, I will see you soon
Patrick
White house
James
One would think
James hung up
James
Come on boys, we’re going to see a white house
James arrived at the White House shortly after and was led quickly into the oval office
Patrick
Alright Mr. Gun, do what you do best
James
The name is just Gun. Second of all what I do best is not this, this is just a small detail of what I’m capable of.
Patrick
Okay, still do your best
James
Well what is it you know?
Patrick
Nothing, video surveillance shows Romberg in here by himself talking to himself.
James
I see.
James looked around the room
Patrick
Why do you think he’d be talking to himself?
James
He wasn’t alone
Patrick
Where are you getting at?
James
There were five people in here as well
Patrick
Our cameras and audio would have heard them
James
Apparently this is different, there were five no doubt. Maybe six but I’m not sure about the sixth scent.
Patrick
So you think-
James
No, I know
Patrick
Okay well you know five people were in here
James
Five for sure, six maybe
Patrick
Well what are we going to do about this?
James
I will find them; now that I have their scent they aren’t invisible anymore to this world, I will just need a little help.
Patrick
Will you need police?
James
No, you’ll only get in my way, and someone may get hurt, may die
He laughed, Patrick was confused
James
Leave this to me, however, keep in touch though.
James walked out
Patrick
That mans a beast
James popped his head back in
James
Did you say something?
Patrick
Who me? No, why would I say something
James walked out again; Patrick fell against the wall relieved.
James
Luna, Moon
The two dogs ran to him from down the hall
Security Guard
Hey, no animals allowed!
James
Yet their paying one
The security guard was confused
James
Don’t worry, we’re leaving