Randy

. . . Randy held the torn recipe in his hand, the open security box at his feet. He trembled as he read the words. As he reached the bottom of the page he swore under his breath.
"Why can't things ever be simple." he muttered.
Angrily he threw his pick-axe onto the ground and slumped on his knees.
"Randy!" Yelled Joe
Randy lept to his feet knocking he torch over and losing his light. Joe was fast and was quckly behind him his arm tightening around Randy's throat.
"Remember how good I am at this Randy." Hissed Joe in his ear.
Randy fought for breath; as he felt his last moments of life being squeezed out of him, Joe snatched the recipe from Randy's hand.
"Is this it Randy? Is this what all the fighting has been about? Can't breathe can you? You bastard. Violet doesn't love you, she's using you, like she's used us all. Do you know what Randy babes, I'm going to let you go. Violet's with Swotsy. You go and see for youself. She's making a fool out of you."
Joe released his grip on Randy and the two men faced each other.
"Why are you letting me go Joe?"
"Because it's going to be worth it." Laughed Joe.
"Go on get out of here, go and see what that bitch is up to."
Randy stumbled through the trees, still trying to catch his breath, Joe remained, found the torch and lit up the scene... there was something else in the box... it looked like a....

Copse

. . . "I'm out of here."
The two women looked up, surprised and watched Joe storm out the bar. As soon as the cold winter air hit his face, Joe felt better, he knew that he was in control of the situation. He knew exactly where he was heading. To the copse behind The Neptune Bar and Tea Room. He'd had a bug on Violet's phone for some time now. The box was going to make his fortune because in that box was a miracle recipe for an anti-aging face mask that Violet had been using for the last 10 years, Christ, he thought, she doesn't look a day older than 16. It was his mother's recipe and Violet had stolen it.
As he approached the copse he could see a flash of torch-light. Randy. Randy was a major obstacle but this time Randy's time was up.
Joe felt for his...