08-15-2009

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     Quinn entered the cave unsure if there would be an exit or any hiding places, but he was running out of options. Not many people knew about the cave and he had only walked past it a few times hiking, never venturing inside due to his issues with claustrophobia.
     The Marks brothers were relentless in his pursuit, holding up well in the mountain terrain. He figured neither one had been out of the city much, but their determination was impressive. Then again, he knew if they failed, they were as good as dead and another set of hit men would soon follow.
     As Quinn moved as quickly as he could through the uneven darkness, he wondered if the brothers would follow, and if they did, would they have anything to see with?
     It really didn't matter, the pursuit or his possible "escape". He needed to get to the source, the boss; he needed to get to Big Stan to figure out why he had a hit on him.
     First things first.
     Quinn had to elude the brothers to have a chance to clear his name, maybe even start over. Or maybe - no that was not acceptable. He couldn't go to the Feds. Witness Protection might not be enough, and there was no guarantee he'd actually get protection. Big Stan was definitely a bad guy doing horrible things, but was he big enough?
     Stepping with a probing foot with each step, Quinn heard rocks falling behind him. The brothers were in the cave; impressive. By the sound of the rocks they were just at the first turn, just entering the darkness.
     Quinn cursed himself for never exploring the cave. He always had ample lighting, gear and clothing on his hiking expeditions. A lot better than running in to the woods in shorts and sandals, and absolutely nothing to illuminate his path - except his watch. He had just pit a new battery in and it has LED panel that lights up.
     He tested it and given the complete darkness, he was able to catch a glimpse of the cave. He moved a little more freely and advance a little faster. Quinn continued to step with care, ensuring that the brothers didn't get the chance to gauge his position.



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This kinda sucks, so I am stopping. I am struggling and there is no need for that! I guess I could work on it but I am usually not partial to mob stories so I am not sure why I am writing one...