Jack W. Slouts: A Short Story

This world has three things in it, drugs, drug dealers, and cops. That's were I come in Jack W. Slouts. I was twenty years old when one I was visiting my parents. Dani slouts, my dad was all was much unorganized and skitersh. Ashley slouts, my mom was all ways nervous the floor would barely creek and she would jump. I never knew why till one day I was cleaning up my dad's desk, there lay an export form for fifty thousand keys. Of heroin. At first I told my self it was nothing, I was seeing things. I came out of the room in a state of shock I was very white in the face and the paper griped tightly in my hand. I asked if it was true if he was into dealing drugs. He exclaimed it is true but I never meant for you to find out, well at least
like this!

He had immediately broken into about how broke he was I was so broke I had to sell the third Ferrari he exclaimed! I came right back at him with that's a three hundred and fifty thousand dollar car, and you have three! After storming out of my parents house I realised I didn't value life as much as I use to, I quit the job my parents had set up for me, "Slouts enterprise". It was a good job; we sold the latest and greatest electronics. Until I sold my job and started was working under my parents as lead import-export of the supply's and drugs.

Things were going really good for me, until one day I got a call from the F.B.I. they said my parents were on drugs and had over dosed. They said they had gotten a tip from a person named Fred Slouts, they said that he wanted them to check on my parents because he was suspicious of them.

Around that time I jumped in the car and went to the factory there I found my uncle I asked him to come to the back room with me. When we got there I pulled I gun on him and asked him why he had called the F.B.I. he started to say something about he made me.

That's around the time I pulled the trigger, I didn't want to here any of his I its not my fault crap. I turned my back immediately and walked out of the room. I had just shot a person I had trusted my whole life.

From then on things were very different; I was now the boss of the factory and sixty other lives less drug dealing losers.
Although many seemed to find a new life after the business started falling apart. Thirty-seven people had quit because apparently I did not have a clue what I was doing. They were right though I had no clue what I was doing.

The next day when I was delivering to a man named Jeff Jackson he said I heard about what happened with your parents over dosing and all. I have forty men that would be happy to work under you for free. Even I shall help the only thing I want is to be the boss of the men. It seemed that I had no other choice so I agreed. The next day when I arrived at the factory things seemed to be running smoothly. All his works had arrived like agreed even he was there. Only thing that disturbed me was he was in my office. No one had a key but me and it was locked.

When I got in the office I asked him how he got in and he said it was unlocked. After that I thought nothing of it just figured I had forgotten to lock it. After about two hours of over seeing I went home feeling rather bad. When I got near my house I stopped to see my home surrounded by cops so I turned the car around and headed for the
factory.

When I got there I called for Jeff but he was no were to be seen I asked around and everyone said he had gone to the back room but when they went to get him he was not there. So I ran up to my office to call him and tell him they were on to us. When I picked up the phone I heard someone talking, it was him. He was saying yes I made the boys parents O.D. because they were going to tell him I was making them deal the drugs. I wasn't sure if I was too late if they had told him so I ran my money to Cuba and made his uncle call the cops and tell them all about the business. The kid found out and ran to the factory and shot him. The kid is smart, and I am not sure what to do next. Jack spoke up and said, well if that's all you got then I guess this tape recording better be turned into the police. Jeff screams you're a dead man Slouts! Jack pulled a gun out of his desk and started running toward his car, no sooner did he realise he was in a battle of life and dead, a battle of guns. Right when jack got out of the door Jeff came out of a room he did not know of and started shooting at jack.

No sooner had they started shooting some one scream drop your weapons! Jeff screamed back to hell with you and turned to shoot him when the Jeff's own man shot him in the chest three times.

Soon the building was surrounded by F.B.I., Police, and every other force you can think of. Jeff was being taken away in an ambulance and I was being questioned, they gave me my rights and said do you have anything to say I said no, but I think you will find this tape interesting.

The F.B.I. thanked Jack and said we have been trying to take Jeff down for three years, this is all the evidence we need to do it. They told Jeff if you testify in court of law against Jeff, if he lives we will let you go with no charges.

Jeff agreed and three weeks later went to court testified and of course Jeff went to jail for the rest of his life for man slaughter, dealing heroin, and shooting at an on duty officer.

There was only one thing Jack did not understand, who did Jeff kill? Later on the under cover F.B.I. agent pulled Jack aside and said, I know you feel bad about killing your uncle I just want you to know you didn't.
Jack had a puzzled look on his face and said what? The under cover said when you shot him you didn't kill him. Jeff came into the room right after you shot him and killed him himself.

Also, it seems your parents had quit a bit of money you didn't know about, here's your parents will. It read we give everything of ours' to our son, Jack Wilson slouts, inside of that there was an envelope with a map of there house, it showed a money vault that had two hundred and fifty billion dollars in it.