"The Something's Rotten in Block Island Affair Conclusion- part 1 for PicFic Tuesday Challenge

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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5,
Chapter 6 (part 1),Chapter 6 (part 2), Chapter 7,
Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10


The prompt:

Eddie Thompson made the mistake of leaning in towards Kuryakin; the Russian moved suddenly and quickly head butted him.

Thompson wasn’t a man of violence and was completely shocked, not to mention dazed at being attacked like that. He fell backwards, landing on his rear, with blood gushing all over his lips and down his chin.

“Oh my God!” He howled.”The bastard...I think he broke my nose!”

“Split your lip too Eddie,” Joey snickered.

Eddie put his hand to his face and it came back covered in bright red blood. He looked like he was going to faint and he started to hyperventilate.

“Take it easy Eddie,” Joey said. He grabbed a dish rag, handing it to the man.

“You little shit!” Vinnie turned his attention to Illya. He kicked Kuryakin in the stomach a few times until the agent toppled to his side, doubling over in pain. A fourth man called oddly enough, Silent Moe, wordlessly added a kick of his own for good measure.

Eddie was still bleeding heavily but his shock became anger. He picked up the yellow U.N.C.L.E. ID card from the table and with a nearby pair of scissors, he cut the card in half, tossing it to the puddle of his own blood on the floor.

“So there!”

Illya looked at him, his eyes crossed at first as his gut was killing him. “And this is supposed to mean something to me?”

Vinnie kicked Kuryakin again, this time in the head;  knocking him out cold.

“Look Eddie, I know you don’t like no violence but we gotta do somethin’ about these two. They seen us and they know what we been up to.”

Thompson had been at the sink, rinsing a cold towel and holding it to his swollen face.

“What do you mean, ‘do something with these two?” Is that as in hurt them some way?”

“Absolutely. We gotta make sure we got no witnesses. If the Feds got wind about what we been doing, then it would be up the river for sure.”

“Up the river as in jail?”

“Not just jail Eddie, I’m talkin’ the big time. Sing-Sing for sure.”

The look on Thompson’s swollen face was priceless but this time he hesitated before he spoke.

“No I’ll have no part of of harming them.”

“Not for nuttin' but we gotta do somethin’ permanent like. Don’t worry, me and Moe gotcha covered.”

Eddie looked over at the unconscious blond lying on the floor, ignoring the girl beside him. Madeleine was still gagged, and had become so hysterical that she could barely breathe. Her tear-filled eyes were pleading to him, but he ignored her.

“Fine, just don’t tell me what you’re going to do.”

“Come on Moe, Joey,” Vinnie called to the others,” Help me get these skutches outta here.

The two men gathered up Kuryakin and the girl, dragging them outside and stuffing them into the blue Rambler.

“So what are you going to do with ‘em Vin?”

“We got our rubber dinghy hidden on the beach. We’ll put ‘em out on the water and wait for the towboat.”

Joey remained behind while Eddie, Vinnie and Silent Moe drove off, heading to Grace Point, a cape with a raised sea bottom.

Usually it was a popular place for trolling and chumming  or laying lobster pots, given there were several rocky areas. Few anglers worked the area as it was known for not being a good spot.

Vinnie’s plan was to meet their towboat here, and they’d take the prisoners out into Block Island Sound. After weighing them down, Illya and be tossed over the side; there seemed to be plenty of sharks out in the sound who’d probably like themselves some fresh nosh.

“Last trip from Point Judith on the ‘Jumping Jack’ we seen a lot of them Makos and holy shit the Captain spotted a 21-foot white shark come right up under the boat. It stayed with us for about twenty minutes. You should’a seen it Joey, it was freakin’ huge!  We seen some blue sharks too and I swear I saw me one of them hammerheads.”

“That should make Eddie happy, cause we ain’t gonna be killin ‘em...the sharks will. Hahahahaha!” Joey burst out laughing, and Vinnie joined him.

Moe as usual said nothing, though he did smile.

Thompson came out of the house and climbed into the driver’s seat of the Rambler and started it. He hesitated before putting it into drive.

He turned to Vinnie, a look of concern still in his eyes.

“You’re going to make it quick right?”

Vinnie shook his head. He’d be glad to be rid of this egg head, and maybe just maybe him, Joey and Moe might end up making it a three-way split when they really found the treasure. What they had found was just the tip of the iceberg, or so Eddie said.

Once they cleared most everybody off the island they’d be able to use the dynamite they brought instead of doing all this lousy digging. That’s when pay day would would finally be here.

It was a short trip, and once they ran out of road they parked the car. Vinnie and Moe pulled Illya from the car, cutting the duct tape binding his ankles. They held him up between them as they trudged down the sandy hill to the beach.

Eddie grabbed Madeleine, slicing the tape binding her legs as well.




“Look I’m sorry Miss. I didn’t mean for anyone to get hurt. We were just looking for the treasure. You and your boyfriend never should have come around. Really this is all your fault.”

Eddie had a way of rationalizing things that seemed to deflect any sense of wrong doing away from himself.

Madeleine jerked away from him, freeing herself of his grip and took off, running back towards the road. Eddie went after her grabbing her from behind, sending the poor girl flying forward, slamming into the ground.

“I’m so sorry, really I am,” he helped Maddie to her feet, and ever so gently he peeled back the tape covering her mouth.

“Get your hands off me you animal!” She continued resisting and kept putting on the brakes with her feet as he pulled her with him.

Eddie finally found his inner anger and lashed out at the girl, slapping her across the face.

“Now no more of your shit! Don’t make me hit you again?”