In the darkness, Pot Lid Lynn walked out of the car with an impatient look, tossed away the water bottle in his hand, and headed to a bush to unzip and relieve himself...
As the sound of water ceased, Lynn shivered and cursed under his breath as he turned and walked back toward the car...
"Shit, I hate this crappy place, the women here all smell like sheep.
Next time someone says this is a good gig, I'll smash their face...
Fuck, I'd rather work in Mexico than stand guard here, at least the chicks there are hot.
Give those immigrant whores a bit to eat, and they'll do anything for me."
Just as Lynn opened the pickup truck's door, ready to continue his rant, he noticed the terrified look in his partner's eyes inside...
As Lynn was about to turn around to look, his head suddenly jolted, a bullet hit the back of his head, then passed through and blew a big hole in his forehead.
The splattered brains and blood drenched the inside of the pickup!
