PROMO: Agreement

[Guest OKCoyote]

It is late afternoon at the Cow Palace, a few hours prior to the SWF's presentation of AftershoX that night. Kevin Coyote prepares himself in the locker room in case a match opportunity presents itself. Kneeling before his open locker door, Coyote slowly laces up his black sneakers. Coyote is already wearing his jean jacket with his mobile phone inside. He finishes lacing up his shoes and retrieves the phone to make a call.

 

Before he can dial, the phone is snatched out of his hand. Coyote looks up from his kneeling position to see William "Justice" Heartford staring down at him, Coyote's phone in hand. "Kevin Douglas," says Heartford by way of greeting.

 

Coyote stands up to his full height, staring Heartford directly in the face. "Judge."

 

Heartford is stone faced as he addresses Coyote. "You and I had an agreement."

 

"Yeeesss," Coyote replies. "I suppose we did."

 

Heartford conveys no hint of emotion, saying simply, "I believe you know what to do."

 

"Yeah, dog," says Coyote. "I know what to do."

 

With a quick wrist snap, Heartford flicks the phone out of his hand. Coyote catches it in one hand. Heartford turns and walks off without another word.

 

Coyote starts to return the phone to his jacket pocket, then thinks better of it. He returns the phone to the locker, then retrieves another object similar in size - a set of brass knuckles. He slips the knuckles into his jacket pocket instead, then closes the locker.

 

"I know what to do," he tells himself with a smirk as he exits the locker room.

[Bruce Blank 0]

intriguing - I like a good bit of mystery build, keeps me coming back for more

[Toxxic 0]

Hmm, very interesting indeed.

[Angel_Grace_Blue 0]

NEAT!

 

Kevin is Kirk Douglas' son!

 

Or Michael.

[Bruce Blank 0]

Or BOTH!! *shifty eyes*

[HollywoodSpikeJenkins 0]

I am very interested.