Denver
"Take him instead," Mr. Dodds said and pointed at the crying boy in the corner. I was pissed that i couldn't get my money but no so pissed that I would take their nephew, but what should i expect from scum like Mr. Dodds and his wife. I looked over at the boy and then looked back at Mr. Dodds "Why would i take him?" I asked and to my surprise he said the cruelest thing "We don't need him. We have our son. Take him instead and don't come back. We can't afford to pay you." I sighed and looked at the boy again who was begging them not to do it. I pushed my gun "If i take the boy i don't want any trouble?!" i said sternly "His parents are dead and no one will come looking for him. He's 18 in two days you can have him." Mrs. Dodds shouted. I pulled my gun from his mouth and ordered one of my guys to take him to the car. He was crying so hard I almost felt sorry for him. "You know you're a piece of shit. He might just be better off with me." I told Mr. Dodds as I stepped towards the door.
As I got in the car I looked at him scared and shivering. He was quite handsome, short blonde hair, green eyes, pale skin. I wonder what i'm gonna do with him.