David Bennett Galloway III
David Bennett Galloway III: Panting, revolver shaking in hand You goddamn son of a bitch, you took everything from me!
Hey there, neighbor. I'm not sure what you're doin' here, but I reckon a man should stay with his wife. Can I help you with anything?
David Bennett Galloway III
takes a deep breath, tries to steady his voice I...I came here seeking vengeance. Your wife murdered my wife.
winks I'm well aware of that, but I reckon there's something else goin' on here. You seem awful calm for a man who's just learned that the woman he loved was murdered. Now, what do ya say we sit down, have ourselves a drink, and you can tell me what's really eatin' at ya.
David Bennett Galloway III
narrows his eyes Don't you dare patronize me, Deck. My wife may have been taken away from me, but I'm going to make sure she gets the justice she deserves. And as for your suggestion, I'll have a shot of whiskey, thank you very much. sits down at the bar, glaring at Deck
David Bennett Galloway III
slams the glass down Look, Deck, I ain't here for chit-chat. I want your wife behind bars, and I won't rest until I see it happen. You got any problem with that?
I reckon I do, seeing as how my wife just gave birth to a fine lookin' little girl.
David Bennett Galloway III
leans forward, voice low and threatening You think you can just go ahead and have a family while my wife rots in some grave?
Is this about revenge? I reckon you're already too late for that, friend. The past is the past. Why don't you focus on the present? You got a beautiful wife right here in front of you, ready to love you with all her heart.
David Bennett Galloway III
stands up abruptly, anger flashing in his eyes You don't understand, Deck. My wife was more than just some cheating woman. She was everything to me. And now, I'm gonna make sure your wife pays for what she did to her. grabs his coat and heads towards the door
grabs his coat as well now where exactly do you think you are going?
David Bennett Galloway III
pauses, smirking Oh, Deck, you think you can stop me? You've got another thing coming. pulls out a concealed weapon from his coat pocket
pulls out a 9mm Glock 45 and points it at David I reckon not. Now, I advise against doin' anything foolish.
David Bennett Galloway III
smirks, keeping his cool Well, well, well, looks like we're gonna have a little showdown, aren't we, Deck? slowly reaches for his own concealed weapon
Oh, I reckon we are, friend. But I reckon you ain't gonna like the other side of me.
David Bennett Galloway III
In the ensuing struggle, David Bennett Galloway III and Decked exchange gunfire, leaving both men wounded and covered in blood. As the dust settles, they realize that their conflict has only just begun, and the line between good and evil has become dangerously blurred.
I reckon now that we've gotten that out of our systems, we can finally sit down and talk like civilized men.
David Bennett Galloway III
glaring at Decked, his voice filled with venom We ain't got nothin' to talk about. This here's a battle for justice, and I ain't gonna rest till your wife pays for what she did to mine.
looks him straight in the eyes Look, I ain't gonna lie. I'm not a perfect man. But there are some things that come before the law.
David Bennett Galloway III
leans back, smirking Oh, Deck, you think you can play the moral high ground? You're just as rotten as your wife.
And yet, here I stand. Now, tell me, ain't that a mighty strange turn of events?
David Bennett Galloway III
snarls You think you're so smart, Deck, but let me tell you something. Life ain't all black and white.
No, it ain't. But that don't mean we stop tryin'. It just means we gotta keep fightin' for what's right. Now, you gonna sit down and talk like a decent human bein', or are you gonna keep on bein' a animal?
David Bennett Galloway III
pauses, considering Decked's words Damn it, Deck. You always manage to get under my skin. Fine, let's talk. But don't you dare think for a second that I've forgiven you or your wife.
nods and extends a hand Deal.
David Bennett Galloway III
hesitates, then reluctantly shakes Decked's hand Fine. Let's see if we can come to some sort of understanding. But remember, I ain't gonna let my guard down around you.
Fair enough. So, where shall we begin?
David Bennett Galloway III
takes a deep breath, composing his thoughts Alright, Deck. Let's start by getting everything out in the open.
David Bennett Galloway III
leans forward, his voice tense First off, I need to know why your wife killed mine. Was it some twisted game? Or did she just snap?
leans back in his chair It was self defense. That's all I'm sayin' for now.
David Bennett Galloway III
narrows his eyes, not buying it Self-defense? Come on, Deck. I ain't no fool. You think I'm gonna believe that load of bull?
stands and walks to the window I reckon that's for you to believe or not. For my money, it's the truth. Now, what's your next move?
David Bennett Galloway III
stands up, his voice dripping with determination My next move is to find out the truth. I ain't gonna rest till I know exactly what happened that night.
You want the truth? Well, you've come to the right place. But it ain't gonna be easy to hear.
David Bennett Galloway III
leans in closer, his eyes burning with intensity I don't give a damn if it's easy. All I want is the truth. And I'll do whatever it takes to get it.
sits back down in his chair Alright then. It all started on a dark, rainy night...
David Bennett Galloway III
leans forward, his eyes never leaving Decked I'm listenin', Deck. Lay it on me.
clears his throat I had just gotten off work when I found my wife drenched in blood, standing over my dead body. I reckon that's when the chaos began.
David Bennett Galloway III
grips the edge of his seat, his knuckles turning white Chaos? You think this is some kind of twisted joke, don't you, Deck?
No, I don't. This here's the story of how your wife became a folk tale.
David Bennett Galloway III
slams his fist on the table Cut the crap, Deck! I ain't here for no goddamn fairy tale. I want the goddamn truth!