Down Fall

Daniel

As we waited for Gideon's signal, we could see Trevor walking on the street across from the motel. He held a small plastic bag. It looked like he had gone out to the small liquor store nearby. He walked with his head down, whistling away. Gideon gestured to one of the boys and he nodded, looking at Trevor.

Capturing Vincent would have to wait just a few minutes longer. They quickly came behind him, tackling him to the floor and handcuffing him. He begged, crying to let them go, but there was no way in hell he was going to be free. Gideon came in front of him, and read him his Miranda rights. Trevor shook his head, giving me a death stare as he sees me come up to him.

"You! You fucking bastard. How could you? I was going to leave. I was not going to bother either one of you! Didn't you have enough ruining my life already?" he says, making me scuff in disbelief. "You're an escaped convict, Trevor. You're the one who screwed your own life, not me." I say, as the officer pulls hi