"Brother! What have you done?! What have you…," the sound of a gun echoed everywhere in the forest as Anthony's body slowly fell and hit the ground with a thud. Matthew ,who was holding a gun next to Erica's body was dumbfounded as he watched his dead brother on the ground. He tried to walk but he fell onto his knees and started sobbing, then let out a loud cry. He then got up angrily, wiped off his tears as he walked towards the man in suit who was next to his brother's body to confirm it had gone cold.
"I thought we had a deal?" He asked angrily as he gritted his teeth trying to hold his anger in place.
"We did have a deal, didn't we? What were the terms again? Oh, you said you would take care of your brother. But you clearly couldn't handle him, so what was I supposed to do? I had to take of care of your brother the only way I know, this way I can avoid future complications. You should be happy, it's me and you now, together we will be able to accomplish great things my friend," he said arrogantly.
"Did you say I should be happy? My brother is dead and you are saying I should be happy!" He retorted angrily as he levelled a gun on the man in suit. The man didn't seem bothered by Matthew, he was busy frisking Anthony's body as if looking for something.
"So you want to kill me now, is that it?" The man asked in calm tone, he did not feel threatened at all. He rose up gently after going through the pockets on Anthony's clothes and pulled out a piece of paper then stood in front of Matthew confidently. Matthew watched him closely to make sure he didn't make any sudden moves.
"What is that?" He asked referring to the piece of paper in hand .
"Oh this?" he says as he holds out the paper then continues, "this nothing that concerns you."
"Give it to me," Matthew ordered.
"And why should I do that exactly?" The man asked as drew closer towards him. Matthew was puzzled by his reaction but he seemed to recall something as he looked at his brother's body then took a look around in between the trees as if searching for something.
"Somebody else is here, isn't it? That's why you are so confident, he killed my brother' you never carry a gun," he said as he continued to look around the forest and also hiding against the trees.
"Put down the gun and I might just forgive you for pulling a gun on me," he said a hint of deception in his voice.
"I am not that stupid you see, if I put this down I am dead," he said still pointing the gun at him.
"I am started to get agitated Matthew, put the gun down!" he roared furiously but Matthew would not bulge.
"Whatever happens from here on out it's all on you," he lifted his right hand then a bullet pierced through the air and landed on Matthew's right shoulder sending him to the ground. He winced and groaned in pain as he tried to reach for the gun but the man in suit beat him to it as he picked up the gun and kicked Matthew in the ribs causing him to gasp for air as he on his back. He stared at the sky as he breathed heavily, tears flowing from his eyes, he regretted everything he had done that had led to the today's events.
"You know what Matthew," the man said as he walked towards him looked down at him then squatted, "your brother tried so hard to keep you alive, he wanted you to get out, he wanted to take all the responsibilities on your behalf but you, what did you do? You betrayed him without even batting an eye," he pointed the gun at him, as he drew the index finger towards the trigger but retracted it after seeing the expression on Matthew's face.
"Oh no, your brother never told you," he mocked as Matthew gaze shifted to his brother's lifeless body lying on the ground. While staring at it something happened that surprised him but pretended like nothing had happened. He looked up at the man in suit who seemed clueless at what had just happened confidently and with disgust.
"You know what, you are wrong because I know something you don't ," he said drawing the man's attention to himself.
"And what is it you know that I don't?" He wondered as he watched Matthew looking for a sign of deception but did not find any. "I might reconsider and keep you alive," he said desperately. Matthew chuckled lightly.
"That look suits you perfectly, since you desperately want to know I will tell you, come closer," he urged the man as he supported himself with his elbows. The man leaned closer to him but instead of Matthew telling him, he spat on his face then laughed loudly. The man's facial expression changed and became stone cold, he rose up gently started chuckling as he wiped off the saliva from his face. He looked at Matthew who was quietly watching him from the ground and laughed, he pointed the gun at him and without saying another word gently squeezed the trigger. As Matthew watched the being squeezed he knew this was his last chance to apologize to his brother so that's what he did.
"I am so sorry brother, please forgive me," he whispered to himself and as soon he was done he dropped dead with a bullet lodged into his forehead. The man was disappointed by how the events of today had transpired. He looked around although disappointed he was somehow satisfied.
Suddenly siren of police cars approaching could be heard from a distance, this was his cue to leave immediately before police caught with him. He slowly walked into the trees and before long he was out of sight. The police and medical officers quickly alighted from their respective vehicles and quickly got into action. They checked for pulse, the first two bodies were already cold but the last one had a pulse although faint it was there.
"He is alive! Quickly get over here! We need to attend to him or we might lose him," one of the medical officers urged. It was Anthony, he was still alive but barely.