Season1/Chapter1
""Little Man"
Hello Mr. Ranard. I hope I haven't caught you at a bad time. Ranard looked at the little man and thought, "What's this all about?" "My name is Atlas, Atlas Kingston." The little man looked around and smiled. He removed his fedora and sat in the nearest chair. Ranard looked around also and wondered where his men were. They must have seen this little chubby man come in. He looks ridiculous. He sort of reminds me of a younger version of "Mr. Magoo." How silly he thought. "Hey mister, I don't know what you are doing here but your in for a lot of pain." Ranard sat up in his bed and looked over at the nightstand. He reached over and opened the top drawer. He removed a .44 magnum. He pointed the weapon directly at Atlas Kingston. He expected the little man to quiver and panic. He did not. He simply smiled and shook his head.
"Dear Mr. Ranard, I have business to attend to." Ranard was a bit unsettled. He said, "What business is that?" Atlas said, "The business of killing you." Ranard began to laugh. He was holding the gun and thought he had the advantage. Atlas allowed Ranard to have his moment of glee. He then said, "As for your men, I have disabled them. I saw no need to kill them also." Atlas shifted in his seat and then continued, "You see, Mrs. Tomlin asked me to visit you." At that name, Ranard tightened up. He now knows what this is about. Atlas saw the recognition and said, "Yes, you remember. You killed her daughter. You raped and then killed her." Ranard stood up and took a step forward. He was still holding the gun. He said, "Know one can prove that. The courts cleared me."
"Oh yes, the courts," said Atlas. "They did clear you. You had an insanely good lawyer. I'll be visiting him as soon as I'm done with you. I like to be as proficient as possible." Ranard headed over to the door. He looked outside his room. He did not see his men. "Where were they?" Atlas said, "They are incapacitated." Then he smiled. Ranard's anger started to build. He said, "So little man, how are you going to kill me? I'm twice your size and I have the gun." Atlas said, "Yes you are and yes you do, but I have the bullets." Ranard pop the chamber to the .44 and saw that they were empty. His anger intensified. He started to head towards Atlas and that's when he felt it.
A sharp pain speared through his head. He thought his head was going to explode. He fell down and was on the floor. He grabbed his head and screamed. The scream was so loud he thought it was someone else screaming. Atlas stood up from the chair and said, "That would be the poison I gave you. It's fast acting once it is activated. When you touched the butt of your gun, it was activated." Ranard was screaming and intermittently whimpering. He did not know what to do. All he knew was that he was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. He had a final scream and then a final whimper. The shine in his eye went out. Mr. Billy Ranard was no longer amongst the living. Atlas took the gun and pealed off the adhesive he had placed over the butt of the gun. He then looked around and made for the door. He then said, "In light of these events, I think it's time to go see an attorney."
""Little Man"
Hello Mr. Ranard. I hope I haven't caught you at a bad time. Ranard looked at the little man and thought, "What's this all about?" "My name is Atlas, Atlas Kingston." The little man looked around and smiled. He removed his fedora and sat in the nearest chair. Ranard looked around also and wondered where his men were. They must have seen this little chubby man come in. He looks ridiculous. He sort of reminds me of a younger version of "Mr. Magoo." How silly he thought. "Hey mister, I don't know what you are doing here but your in for a lot of pain." Ranard sat up in his bed and looked over at the nightstand. He reached over and opened the top drawer. He removed a .44 magnum. He pointed the weapon directly at Atlas Kingston. He expected the little man to quiver and panic. He did not. He simply smiled and shook his head.
"Dear Mr. Ranard, I have business to attend to." Ranard was a bit unsettled. He said, "What business is that?" Atlas said, "The business of killing you." Ranard began to laugh. He was holding the gun and thought he had the advantage. Atlas allowed Ranard to have his moment of glee. He then said, "As for your men, I have disabled them. I saw no need to kill them also." Atlas shifted in his seat and then continued, "You see, Mrs. Tomlin asked me to visit you." At that name, Ranard tightened up. He now knows what this is about. Atlas saw the recognition and said, "Yes, you remember. You killed her daughter. You raped and then killed her." Ranard stood up and took a step forward. He was still holding the gun. He said, "Know one can prove that. The courts cleared me."
"Oh yes, the courts," said Atlas. "They did clear you. You had an insanely good lawyer. I'll be visiting him as soon as I'm done with you. I like to be as proficient as possible." Ranard headed over to the door. He looked outside his room. He did not see his men. "Where were they?" Atlas said, "They are incapacitated." Then he smiled. Ranard's anger started to build. He said, "So little man, how are you going to kill me? I'm twice your size and I have the gun." Atlas said, "Yes you are and yes you do, but I have the bullets." Ranard pop the chamber to the .44 and saw that they were empty. His anger intensified. He started to head towards Atlas and that's when he felt it.
A sharp pain speared through his head. He thought his head was going to explode. He fell down and was on the floor. He grabbed his head and screamed. The scream was so loud he thought it was someone else screaming. Atlas stood up from the chair and said, "That would be the poison I gave you. It's fast acting once it is activated. When you touched the butt of your gun, it was activated." Ranard was screaming and intermittently whimpering. He did not know what to do. All he knew was that he was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. He had a final scream and then a final whimper. The shine in his eye went out. Mr. Billy Ranard was no longer amongst the living. Atlas took the gun and pealed off the adhesive he had placed over the butt of the gun. He then looked around and made for the door. He then said, "In light of these events, I think it's time to go see an attorney."
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