Post by FXR Dane Preston on Jun 16, 2021 2:45:35 GMT -5
Our dogged Paparazzo Colin Drummond walked out of the restaurant and quickly made his way to his rental car. As he excitedly fumbles with his keys, Drummond is rushed by a squad of men donning tactical armor. With a cloth bag slipped over his head, and oversized Zipties used to secure his hands, Colin is tossed in the back of a van, which bolts out of the area as soon as its doors are secured. Along the somewhat bumpy ride, Colin pleads with his abductors.
COLIN
“What’s happening here? Where are you taking me? Why is all of this happening? I’m just a photographer!”
The van comes to a screeching halt as two SUVs pull up at the same time. The same men grab Drummond and haul him inside a large building, through the service entrance. They move quickly, in unison, determined to get their captive to his destination. Up several flights of stairs, they finally emerge and are walking down a carpeted hallway. They stop all at once as one of the men raps on a door. The door opens, a few brief words are exchanged and Drummond is handed off to a man inside some sort of room.
COLIN
“Why are you doing this?!?”
The door closes, Colin panics and tries to make a run for it, only to find himself on the business end of a clothesline. Drummond crumbled to the floor instantly, only to be picked back up seconds later and guided further into the room. Someone yanks the bag off of Colin’s head.
DANE
“Colin, how nice of you to join us. Please, sit, sit,” he says gesturing to a chair. Clearly confused, Colin looks around and mutters “us?” as two men in tactical gear force him down into a chair opposite Dane.
COLIN
“Hey man, look, I-I-I just take pictures, okay?”
Dane, a glass of whiskey in one hand, reaches into his pocket with his free hand and pulls out a roll of money and tosses it down on the table between them.
DANE
“I take it my hot tip paid off?” he asks.
Hesitantly, Colin leans forward and sets the camera on the table.
COLIN
“That was you?” he asked with a surprised look on his face, to which Dane nods. “Exactly where you said she would be.”
DANE
Dane smiles, “Good. I’m glad this all worked out for you. $250k, as agreed. I keep the camera and the SD card. But this is about to get ugly, but only for a few minutes. I hope there are no hard feelings, but I need to ensure there are no other copies of those photos anywhere. And I do mean anywhere.”
With a nod, one of the men grabs Drummond and drags him into the bathroom, forcibly stripping him down to his skivvies. Dane’s man grabs Colin’s jaw, prying his mouth open and aims a flashlight in his mouth. Satisfied, the man points to the shower directing Drummond to get in.
FXR #1
“Strip down. All of it.”
DANE
Dane patiently sits in the other room, still sipping his whiskey. He raises his glass to his other man, “you, uh, you want some?”
FXR #2
“Not righ now… Gotta keep a clear head for this messy shit. This fookin mask makes me beard itch.”
DANE
“Not much longer. The revelation is going to come much sooner than I think any of us imagined. It’s all up to her now.”
FXR #2
“Aye, that it is, story o’ my life. New guy is taken to this quick. He’s already cleared picture boy.”
FXR #1
“He’s clean, Preston. Don’t expect me to do this shit again.”
DANE
“Noted.” He takes another sip from the glass, finishing its contents. “Very good Colin, very, very good. Now, I want to make a couple things perfectly clear. If you did make any copies of those photos and by chance decide to disseminate them to your colleagues; be it internet, dark web, TV show, tabloids, or anywhere else, you’ll find it hard to do your job when your eyes and hands no longer function the way they used to. Am I clear?”
Colin visibly and audibly swallows spittle and his pride, as he nods sheepishly in agreement.
COLIN
“I-I undddddder---stand...”
DANE
“That’s what I wanted to hear. So, as we agreed, you’ll find $50K for each photo, and I threw in another $50k to sweeten the pot and ensure that you’re not going to renege on our business agreement. Alright brothers, that concludes our business here. Colin, enjoy your rest. Be sure to get the hell outta Dodge as soon as possible.”
With that, Dane and his two associates take their leave, while Colin sits there staring at the door after they leave. A few moments go by when Colin realizes that his well being was just threatened.
COLIN
“Did...did he really threaten to make my eyes and fingers not work anymore?!?”
FOR THOSE NOT KEEPING COUNT,
JOE MONTUORI IS SIMPIN' HARD IN
THE MOST EXPENSIVE ATTEMPTED
COURTSHIP IN PRO WRESTLING.
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HOW MUCH MORE
WILL JOE SHELL OUT
BEFORE ALLISON
TELLS THE MEATBALL
TO GET THE HELL OUT?!?