The figure's voice was cold and commanding, and it sent shivers down Tom and Derrick's spines. They were frozen in place, not knowing what to do. The figure continued, "You will do as I say, or there will be consequences." Tom and Derrick didn't know what to say, they were so terrified. “We...we don't understand," Derrick stammered. "What do you want from us?"Derrick and Tom pleaded, they told the figure that they have nothing and that they are poor but the figure who seemed like a thug didn't want to hear them out.“Silence!" the figure roared. "I have no interest in your excuses. You will obey me, or you will suffer." Tom and Derrick were speechless, their hearts pounding in their chests. They didn't know what to do, and they were at a loss for words. Suddenly, the figure began to laugh, a cold, mirthless laugh that echoed around them. "You will soon learn your place," the figure said. "Now, follow me." The figure turned and began to walk away, and Tom and Derrick could only foll
You will call me boss, you can never see my face because I'm always wearing a mask. The day you see my face, that day you will die.”The man introduced himself as Mr. Farmer, and he explained that he owned a chicken farm just outside the city. He said that he was in need of some extra help, and he thought that Derrick and Tom would be perfect for the job. “You'll be responsible for feeding the chickens, collecting the eggs, and keeping the farm clean and tidy," Mr. Farmer said. "It's hard work, but it's honest work, and it pays well." Tom and Derrick were a bit hesitant at first, but they eventually agreed to give it a try.Derrick and Tom arrived at the chicken farm the next day, ready to start their new jobs. They were greeted by Mr. Farmer, who showed them around the farm and introduced them to the chickens. There were hundreds of them, and they were all clucking and pecking at the ground. Derrick and Tom were a bit overwhelmed at first, but they soon got the hang of it. They we
Derrick's days at the chicken farm were long and grueling. He would wake up before dawn, and spend hours in the chicken coop, collecting eggs and cleaning up after the chickens. It was hard, dirty work, and he was constantly exhausted. But he knew that he had to do it, if he wanted to make enough money to survive. The only thing that kept him going was the thought of his future, he believed that one day he would have a better life.Derrick's work at the farm was monotonous and repetitive, but it was also necessary. Without his help, the chickens would not be fed or cleaned, and the farm would not be able to function. Despite the difficult conditions, Derrick tried to keep a positive attitude. He focused on the tasks at hand, and tried to find small moments of joy in the simple things, like the sun on his face or the sound of the chickens clucking. Derrick had become the target of jokes and taunts from the other farmhands, and the one who had smacked him before was the worst of them
Ruby paced around her room, her anxiety growing with each passing minute. She knew that soon, she would be able to leave the house for a few months, but she couldn't help feeling restless and anxious. She looked out the window, and saw that the sun was shining brightly. It was a beautiful day, and she longed to be outside. But she knew that she had to wait, and the waiting was killing her. She sat down on the bed and tried to calm herself, but it was no use. She felt trapped and alone, and she didn't know how much longer she could take it.As the months had passed, Ruby's absence from the company was felt more and more. Her manager tried to keep things running smoothly, but it was clear that something was missing without her there. The employees were becoming increasingly frustrated with the lack of communication from their boss, and morale was starting to suffer. They began to question whether or not Ruby was still interested in the company, or if she had moved on to something else
Ruby gave the truck driver Ruby's picture.The truck driver a look at the photo, studying the man's face. He tried to imagine what could have happened between this man and Ruby, but he couldn't. He couldn't imagine what could have been so terrible that it would drive someone to seek revenge in this way. He felt a wave of doubt wash over him, but he pushed it aside. He needed the money, and he would do the job. "When do you want it done?" he asked, his voice flat and emotionless.“Immediately we find his current location.” Ruby replied.Ruby told the man that her manager would get hold of Derrick's location and lure him out and then he can now do the job of hitting him with the truck.“You have to make sure that he dies.” Ruby warned him.The truck driver's stomach turned as he listened to her plan. Deep down, he didn't want to do this, but he felt like he had no choice. He had bills to pay, and he needed the money. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't seem to find the strength to say
Just when they were about to lose hope in finding Derrick, someone said to have seen him at a sea port with chickens. The thugs told Ruby's manager about their findings and the manager told them to confirm the tip and get back to him.“We found him," the head thug informed Ruby's manager when they had carefully confirmed the tip, his eyes shining with excitement. "We have a name and an address. We can take care of this now, if you want." The manager was stunned, but he quickly recovered. He knew that this was a turning point, and he had to make a decision. "What's the name of the town?" he asked, trying to remain calm. The thug smiled, a sinister expression that sent a chill down the manager's spine. "It's a little place called Hopewell," he said. "It's about a five hour drive from here. He works in a chicken farm,” He replied.The manager was stunned. He had not expected this. He had thought that Derrick would be hiding in a big city, not working at a chicken farm in a tiny town.
The hit and run driver's fake purchases of chicken at the farm became more frequent, and he began to learn more about Derrick's life. For Derrick, working at the chicken farm was a means to an end. He had always planned to save enough money to start his own business, and he wasn't getting close to his goal. He had been working at the farm for weeks now, and he was ready for a change. He wanted to be his own boss, and he had big plans for his future. But he also knew that he couldn't leave the farm just yet. Derrick's job at the chicken farm was physically demanding, and he often worked long hours. But he took pride in his work, and he was known for being a hard worker. He was always the first to arrive in the morning, and the last to leave at night. He often stayed late to make sure that everything was in order, and that the chickens were taken care of. He knew that the chickens depended on him, and he took that responsibility seriously. Even though he was ready to move on, he couldn
Derrick walked down the street, his mind racing. He had nowhere to go, and no one to turn to. He felt lost and alone, like he was drifting in a sea of uncertainty. The sun was beginning to set, and he knew he needed to find somewhere to spend the night. He turned down an alleyway, and saw a small, shabby looking building. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, but he decided to take a chance. He pushed open the door, and entered the dark, musty room.As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he could make out the outlines of furniture and objects. It looked like someone had once lived here, but it had been long ago. There was a mattress in the corner, and it looked like it might be usable. He made his way over to it, and tested it with his hand. It was a little lumpy, but it was better than sleeping on the floor. He decided to make the best of it, and laid down on the mattress. He closed his eyes, and tried to sleep. But he couldn't stop thinking about his situation.Derr