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As his wife resigned from the garden pool that summers morning
Joe smiled then left for work, not realising he would be for ever mourning.
Reality struck, quickly he remembered Scar was on the move….alone!
Grabbing his gun firmly as it’s not good enough to give Scar a broken bone.
A follow took place, Blacked out BMW in front of Joes elegant Range Rover.
A follow turned in to a dynamic pursuit, as Joe flashed for Scar to pull over.
Into the dark built up streets, Scar stopped for nothing. Tires howling in pain.
Maybe now, Scar realising he has done things where he was to blame!?
Near miss, clipped wing mirrors in the narrow London streets.
Speeding violently, but Joe keeps his cool as his unruffled heart beats.
No sign of consequence apparent on Joes face, there is no expression.
In an instant, he watches as Scar hit’s a parked car and makes no impression.
All was still, all was quiet on this back street of this lonely City.
The Range Rover door opens, now Joey knows Scar is sitting Pretty.
Slowly he prowled up to the wreckage of what was a 5 Series car.
Pointing of his gun, he opened the door, he was gone! He couldn’t be far!
For the first time in months there was an expression of panic on Joes face.
Looking around in the shadows, fearing Scar is armed, that may be his ace!
A glint of an eye in a darkened shadow, Joe rises his gun and runs up
With this Scar bolts out and runs ahead, he’s like a frightened pup.
Joe gains and shortens the distance, but out of nowhere Scars vanished.
Where’s he gone? Committed, Joes not giving up to have his life tarnished.
He waits in the wings for Scar, he must be here cowering in a hole.
Bingo! Nervously he shows, out of the shadows that are black as coal.
From behind, Joe raises his gun, slowly approaching Scar as cool as ice.
For the crime this man has committed, he must now pay the price.
Scar froze. Destiny has arrived as Joe pushes the gun to the back of his head
He squeezed the trigger slowly, no pleading heard and “Bang!” ………….
Scar still standing, the metallic sound of a gun falls to the floor,
He looks at the gun gripped by the hand that wanted him no more.
Scars heart beating vigorously, still nervous as he turns and looks back
He raises a smile as he spots a man with a gun. Scar says “Thanks, Jack”