The sun rose smiling, the sky was as blue as the sea, and Pearla sat at a boat shop where they were biting money for her. Pearla was a Beautiful Bertram boat, green with white hence the name Pearla, She was a 1960 classic, made custom for this special day. So the biting had begun, a man by the name of Forest Trumpman one the election. He was a wealthy man but he was not a good man at all. Forest Trumpman was associated with a malicious group, they went by the name of, E.M.R. The Evil Makes Rich mafia group, they did anything you could imagine, from selling drugs, to killing, and heists. They would transport drugs overseas because the government was patrolling border ever since they found a stranded boat filled with pounds of drugs. When Forest Trumpman found out about Pearl’s he saw that as a chance to be able to become richer as well as stay in good terms with the boss. The reason he was so desperate to win the boat and be in good terms with the boss, because Trumpman, had stopped working and fell off the grid because he had a family to take care of but he already, knew too much to back out that and once your in you can’t leave either you serve until death.
Trumpman won the boat but found himself still very scared and frightened for his family’s protection, but he did the work. Trumpman would travel from Mexico to Germany and back to The US. He made about 6 trips before the boss called him at the main warehouse, Trumpman anxiously traveled from New York to Los Angeles, as Trumpman was driving he thought about the worst possible from, his death, his family murder or tortured, when he arrived to the warehouse the boss greeted Trumpman as if he was the bosses blood brother. Immediately Trumpman had a huge relief from all his worries he laughed with relief and immediately put a smirk on his face with huge confidence. The boss told Trumpman how content he was with Trumpman, and took him out for a good dinner.
Trumpman thought to himself “ this is to good to be true,”
“I am dead after this,” Trumpman was so deep inside his mind he stopped eating and stared blankly at the plate.
The boss said, “Guerro, are you okay?” “Aye Guerro!”
Immediately Trumpman looked up and said “yes, yes totally fine just thinking of how good it is to be in this table with you sir,” as he fixed his tie.
Trumpman said, “why did you call me Guerro?”
the boss replied, “huh, you don’t know? Everyone in the country knows you as Guerro, you are my best worker.”
“oh, I had no idea?” said Trumpman.
The boss stood up and walked off, Trumpman followed.
The boss said, “Guerro, you are my best worker but, so I can trust you, you have to make the biggest delivery of your life, or die right now.” as he pulled out his 1 foot long gold plated, diamond engraved Knife.
Trumpman scared for his life respond, “ yes sir,” with a nodded throat.
The boss loaded up a U-haul and sent him on his way. Trumpman worried for his family drove back to New York, as he was driving a text from a blocked number read,
“You have 3 days to drop of the delivery, if by the third day at mid-night you have not delivered the package then your family will be torchered and when we find you, you will watch them die because you will be the one shooting.” Trumpman drove faster to see his family. When trumpman made it home saw his wife and son kissed them and said,
“I have to take care of some Business work I will be back in three days promise!” Kissed them goodbye and left to the dock, and grabbed the precious boat, Pearla.
Trumpman was set to drive to Cuba, but the boss was not completely honest with him, The delivery he was on was all a set up to kill him, Trumpman had no clue until he saw four other boats roll in from all different angles. Trumpman knew that this was a set up, Trumpman’s mind went blank. Suddenly he thought.
“ If I am dying so is all the merchandise!”
So he ran towards the merchandise and uncovered it, Trumpman’s face turned pale, his mind blank but he was furious. What he had found under the Tarps was gas, and bombs. Trumpman sobbing grabbed the gun and shot.
Historically the men in the boats were worried called the boss.
“Sir, Pearla has been dealt with but two other boats went down with her too!”
the boss replied, “ good you have done your job now clear the scene, Hurry!” the men cleared the scene.
The men were so scared they forgot to check on the one thing they were sent on that mission, Trumpman. Trumpman had survived he had jumped off the boat and swam as deep as possible, a few days later fisher man rolled up to Pearla and found Trumpman on top of pearla, on the roof, They took him too there boat and took care of him, he was in a coma for seven years and nobody knew who he was until he woke up in Salinas Memorial Hospital.
They said it was a miracle, I should have been dead, but I am alive.
I believe The only reason I am alive is because, of the love I have for you Andrew, son come find me, 36°43’22.4″N 121°39’22.9″W This is where I stand, every morning hoping you will find me. As humans We dig ourselves out. We weep and mourn, we recover and memorialize the dead, we rebuild our homes, I need to rebuild my home Andrew.
Hope to see you both soon son.
Hey Miguel,
While reading your story, I found it to be very compelling. I liked the descriptive dialog between Trumpman and the boss it made it easy to imagine the scene. Especially this line, Trumpman scared for his life respond, “ yes sir,” with a nodded throat.” because I was able to visually him and it also helped build up his character.
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