Re: Big Boa and the Sundance Kid
Posted: 06 Mar 2013 14:37
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Act 3 (Boa unlucky in life)
Boa sits at his desk waiting for the call, he hasn't worked out how to answer it yet the gloves on his hands makes these things quite tricky, he sits and thinks about life and all the ups and downs that has plagued him since childhood, born on an estate in london Boa had a fair unbringing his parents worked hard to provide for their 112 kids and it wasn't easy in the two bed flat but boa still had fond memories of growing up in the 70's a far cry to his later life, when he was almost a teenager a car had hit him head on whilst he was on his bike and after a few years recovering the only option he faced was to wear a mask and boxing gloves on his disfigured hands, his dad tried to provide better but money was difficult in them days, Boa knew that and had got on with it the best he could and although ridiculed by the local kids had made real go at becoming a well adjusted adult. it was age 17 when things changed Boa had met a local hoodlum named Ripper and they along with a few others started a biker gang called the dreadnoks they were feared thoughout the capital, most of those guys were either dead or in prison Boa had gotten out before it was too late and hooked up with Joe an up and coming gangster who had the world at his feet.
the phones begins to ring Boa pushes the scotch aside and fumbles with the reciever, Hello he says the voice on the other end begins to talk quickly and panicked it was Joe, Boa had never heard his friend so worried before even when they were in gun fights as young men Joe had always been calm and calculating, Boa i need your help, man i have this guy working for me he has killed many the police are close i need to rub out any connections to this freak please come to stroud and meet me in the butchers anus please!, Boa agrees and sets of on this cold night, the capri starts immediately and boa sets off to meet his friend at the butchers, the traffic is slow on his journey he reminds himself that he is helping a friend and carries on wondering about this killer that has frightened joe so badly.
He pulls up outside the butchers takes a long tired look in the mirror and steps out of the car, he notes the almost complete silence on the streets bar the far off sound of the drone of the motorway like a bee was flying around his head mask, He had heard about stroud before and thought about this sticking out ear that the locals have, inbreeding common place he smiled to himself and stepped through the door of the pub little did he know his life was soon about to change forever.
