Shimmer Lake Page #7

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Jesus Christ.

I don't know.

You killed Ed Jr. pretty good.

[clears throat] Excuse me?

You heard me.

- That was a f***ing accident, Zeke.

- Hey, sh*t happens.

F*** you, Zeke!

You sound like my goddamn wife.

Hey. Here.

Get in the f***ing vault!

Get in the f***ing vault, Zeke!

And if I suffocate in there

before morning,

I guess that'll be an accident too, right?

Do you want me to kill you?

'Cause I can f***ing do that!

You know what they say...

"Once you take a life,

it's always easier the second time."

I could kill you.

I am on the edge right now.

I'll f***ing do it!

F***! Do not f***ing push me, Zeke!

Or what?

Or I'll...

[groaning, breathing heavily]

Oh, sh*t!

What the f***?

What the f*** is happening, man?

What's happening?

You're robbing a bank, Ed.

And pretty soon, you're gonna shoot me,

and then race out that door

with the money.

But first, you'll kill Chris.

Maybe Dawkins.

But probably Chris, then Dawkins.

And once they're dead, you'll kill Andy.

What?

And then,

once all your loose ends are tied up,

you're gonna disappear with the money,

never to be heard from again.

Except... none of that's gonna happen

'cause I'm gonna kill you...

and I'm gonna bury you in a hole

out by Shimmer Lake.

What? Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this, Zeke?

What the f***?

Sh*t, what's happening?

What the f*** is going on?

- Justice, Ed.

- Justice... Justice for what?

We couldn't just let you get away with it.

Not you. Not Chris Morrow.

Not Andy Sikes.

Not Brad Dawkins.

He wasn't dead two weeks

and you were already cutting a deal.

You stole him from us.

You stole my baby.

Oh, come on. Come on.

He was my baby too, okay?

Don't you get it?

He wasn't your baby.

What are you talking about?

Stop saying that.

Ed...

Do you remember

back when we were all so close?

Steph and I made a mistake.

No.

I stayed with you

because I still loved you.

And I hoped seeing that beautiful boy

could have straightened us out,

could have... could have saved us.

Then you killed him.

It was an accident.

It was an accident.

Zeke...

We thought we were doing the right thing.

We thought you'd changed.

He was my son, Ed.

I'm sorry.

Yeah...

I'm sorry, too.

I'm going in.

- The f*** you are!

- I'm going in there!

No! No, Chris, you're the driver.

You get back in the driver's seat

right now.

For all we know,

those could've been warning shots.

- Warning shots?

- Yes.

- What the f***?

- No, Chris! No!

[exhales]

- This is really happening, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Zeke, this is really happening.

- Yes.

Okay. Are you ready?

Here.

Relax. Breathe.

- Does it hurt?

- No, I don't feel a thing.

All right, give me the pistol

and get the tarp.

Oh, sh*t! F***! Go!

F***! F***! F***! F***!

F***! Chris, f***, it's Zeke!

Go, go, go, go, go!

[tires screeching]

[starts engine]

[alarm ringing]

- Why? Why?

- [stammering] I'm sorry, Andy.

- I f***ed up.

- [vehicle door opens]

Oh, f***. We're f***ed, Andy.

- We're f***ed.

- [vehicle door closes]

License and registration.

- [tires squealing]

- [alarm ringing]

- Zeke?

- Back here!

Oh, sh*t!

[engine running]

[engine stops]

- [Steph grunting]

- [banging]

[man on police radio]

019. Come in.

- Sh*t! Oh, sh*t! F***!

- [officer] This is 019.

We got an alarm signal

coming from First Mackey Bank.

- I'm gonna shoot him.

- What? No! Get the... You stupid...

[officer] Chris Morrow...

- It's your lucky day.

- Really?

- Ed Burton shot you?

- Yeah.

Ed shot me.

Then he took off out back with the money,

and two others took off out front

in a blue Caddy.

I took some shots at 'em,

but I just got too woozy.

I had to come back in and lie down.

Hi, I need an ambulance and, uh, cops.

I need... I need a lot of cops.

[grunts]

It's just something to numb the pain

before we take you to the hospital.

- No, no, I can't. I'm allergic.

- You have to have something.

Trust me, I'll be fine.

[Reed]

He says it was Ed Burton for sure.

He couldn't make out any other faces.

He did say they sped off in a blue Caddy.

What?

Thank you.

- What's going on?

- Um...

I was just talking to Pete and Luke,

and not five minutes ago, they pulled

over a Caddy for excessive speeding.

And?

It was your brother.

- Man, Zeke. This is a real mess.

- Yeah, it's an old mess.

How do you mean?

I mean, this is what happens

when wrongs go un-righted. They fester.

You talking about Ed Jr.?

Yeah, you're damn f***ing right

I'm talking about Ed Jr.

Eight lousy months he got.

Don't worry about it. We'll get him.

I'm not worried about it, Reed.

As far as I'm concerned...

he's already got.

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