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Jake was sitting in his den. The room was dark except for a few kerosine lanterns. Jake was sitting on a brown wooden stool, apparently writing a letter.
I'm sorry I haven't written to you in a while. I hope we will be able to see each other soon. I will be flying to Tulsa in a few days. When I arrive I hope to be able to see you and Jason again. I've got to end this because Sheila will be home soon.
Till the next time,
Jake
Jake walked into his house and sat back down on his stool. He looked at the envelpoe in his hands with excitement. When Sheila left him a note it was usually a pleasant surprise. He slowly tore open the small envelope and pulled out a blue peice of paper.
Jake: "Who are you, and what the hell do you want?"
Thug #1: "We're here to collect."
Jake: "Collect what?"
Thug #2: "A while back, If you remember correctly, you asked for a favor from Mr. Hampton. It's time to pay the piper. Mr. Hampton wants you to throw you're match at XtremeMania......or else."
Jake: "Or else what?"
Jake: "Get Out! And tell Jon that I want to have a word with him later."
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Both men pick up their bats and lunge at Jake. Jake catches one bat as it flies toward his head, but is unable to see the other one coming as it smacks him in the ribs. Jake snatches the bat out of the hands of the first guy and uses it to block a downward thrust of the other bat. Before Jake can follow up, he is grabbed from behind and his arms are held behind his back. Jake tries to struggle but cannot move. While one guy has Jake held tightly the other one prepares to swing his bat at Jake's head. Jake ducks just enough so that the bat collides with the face of the large man behind him. The blow knocks him unconcious immediately and Jake picks up the other bat and repeatedly beats the other guy to the ground. As the man stands, smiling sadistically, Jake smacks him hard across the face and finishes him with a RATTLESANAKE.
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The first thug picks up his partner and they both run out of the door. Jake sits down on his chair and listens as car screeches out of his driveway. Jake looks down at his desk and notices something peculiar. The envelope he opened was stuck to another. The adhesive had bound them together. Jake tears open the other envelope and finds a note covered with hearts and smily faces. He loved Sheila. He had something for those girly girls. Jake read the note aloud.
I know how you have been having trouble with the Last Rebels and the Physcopathic Murderers. I know that they have been on your back since your last match where Steve Matthews had interfered, so I sent you a present. You probably have already seen it. You can thank Jon Hampton for helping me arrange it. HeHe. I hope that little bought has helped you. I went out with Michelle to pick out my wedding dress. I'll be back late.
Love, Sheila
Jake smiled and turned around to kiss the young woman who had been reading over his shoulder. Jake patted the head of the sleeping child in her arms. Sheila slowly carried Michelle to bed and then walked into the room and set down on Jake's lap. She kissed him again and curled up in his arms.
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Sheila: "Did you have a nice night?"
Jake: "Oh yes, very exciting."
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