Kill for me. A terrifying request, but Gavin will take this request and do his best to complete it. He will suffer. He will reach the edge of his sanity. He will live in pain. But he will do all he can do to protect the people and the town he loves.
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Liam and Mason started their morning with coffee at the local coffee shop (always buy local was Liam’s mantra) before climbing into their car and starting their investigation. The first stop was the college, then the Bingo Hall, and finally the conference center, but they had no luck. Feeling a bit defeated, still hoping for answers, they decided to drive up Route 6 and see if there were any leads on that black two lane stretch of highway. The day had started out cold and grey, filled with a thick blanket of dark clouds, a hint of snow in the air, and as their investigation moved into the afternoon, the first flakes of snow started to fall.
“There has to be something out here,” Mason replied, scanning the road, the surrounding landscape, feeling that his hunch was right, needing something to validate that hunch. But he saw nothing out of the ordinary. All he saw were patches of bare trees, stripped naked by winter, and a cold dead Earth filled with brown lifeless grass. It was a place full of emptiness, a place that someone who wanted not to be found would not be found.
“I think we’re not going to find anything,” Liam replied, turning on the wipers, pushing flakes of snow off the windshield. His thoughts were of home, warmth, and an evening with kids around the Christmas tree. He wanted to be there, instead of driving on a stretch of empty road. The snow also didn’t help. It created more thoughts, more memories of his kids, and how much they loved it.
“There,” Mason replied, pointing to the sign advertising live trees.
Liam slowed the car to a stop in front of the sign, tires sliding a bit on the icy road. Both men sat and stared at it, the car’s headlights spotlighting Gavin’s now fading words. Snow danced in the light, clinging to the sign as the white flakes silently fell from the sky above.
“Why would anyone have a Christmas tree lot way out here?” Liam asked, looking around, looking for The Lot, and not seeing it.
“Odd, right?”
“I wouldn’t say odd. Maybe a bit of a strange location, but I wouldn’t say odd would be the right word to use.”
Mason looked from the sign to the empty field covered in darkness. “You know, it’s like it’s meant to be hidden.”
“Aren’t you grasping at straws? Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean something is wrong. Maybe there’s a better place to grow them than out here in the open,” Liam replied. “I know jack shit about growing Christmas trees and neither do you.”
“What’s that?” Mason asked.
“What’s what?”
“That light beyond that clump of trees. You can barely see it. We should check it out.”
Liam sighed and then turned to face Mason. “Fine, but let’s make it quick. I want to get home and I’m tired of chasing dead ends.” Liam put the car in gear, pulled out onto the main road, and then turned onto Gavin’s man made road a second later, traveling slowly across the snow covered ground.
Liam slid the car to a stop when they reached the parking lot, and both men sat in silence for a moment, in awe of the trees now dusted with a thin layer of snow.
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