11 Years: Chapter Five.

Chapter Five: The Naked Truth.

The man standing at the now open door was wearing a bathrobe, but not effectively. The bathrobe hung completely loose so that his naked hairy body was very visible. The Delivery Man coughed in surprise and then cleared his throat. "Erm, uh....delivery sir." "Ah! This must be that pie i ordered!" "Ahem, yes sir it is." "Good then." The Delivery Man remembered the instructions he'd received: Make sure he eats the whole thing. But, there was no reason to have to remember those instructions. The naked man proceeded to wolf down the pie as soon as it was put into his hands. Upon finishing the pie he looked up and growled, "You still here? What am i? A fucking show to you?" The Delivery Man just stood there. "You gonna say anything dopey?" "No." "Oh, alright then. I guess that's cool." "Why did that manager of the pie shop tell me to make sure you ate the whole pie?" "He did? What a riot that guy haha. It's cause i usually eat all except for one slice and then i go back and complain that the pie tasted bad. They always have to give me a full refund." "That's it? It's cause you eat free pie sometimes?" "Hey being The Delivery Man means you'll have easy jobs, and you'll have hard as fuck jobs." "Yeah i guess you're righ......wait a minute. What did you call me?" "The Delivery Man" said the naked man with a smile. The Delivery Man gave him a weird look. The Naked man chuckled and said, "I should probably explain. They call me The Werewolf. One, cause i'm hairy as you can clearly see, and B because i'm a bounty hunter and i 'turn people over' to Father. Oh! And cause when i kill people i kill them with my teeth! Ha, probably shouldn't forget that one, huh?" "Yeah, probably shouldn't" "Anyway, Oprah's on and there's a kid with cancer on there. Real tearjerker. Catcha Later." Then The Werewolf closed the door. As The Delivery Man turned around to start walking back to his shiny new Lincoln Navigator, it exploded.

Nathan Reynolds had spent the last eleven years obsessing about the case that had got him fired. The boy's body was never found, and there was no proof that he even died. So where the hell did he go? He had thought of every logical place that the boy could have been. He had just given up after two years and had become a security guard in a mall. Everything was crap too until the day he went to deposit his paycheck into his account at The Bank of the Commonwealth. Across the street he'd seen a man who looked exactly like Louis Machiatta. Those feelings started coming back, the ones of vengeance that he so badly wanted. This stupid kid cost him his job! Nathan deposited his check and went home. On the drive home he was smiling the biggest smile of his life. The whole time he was thinking, "I'll take his life, for ruining mine."