His Name was Gold Rush

His name was Gold Rush. It was the first bit of information I got out of the asshole as I dragged him away. My client and his sister stood a back on guard duty while I talked to the suspect. He was tough bastard to crack but I was cracking him slowly.

My time was limited. So I could only spare the faction of it on this idiot as he glared at me from his sitting position at my feet. I glared at him. "Gold Rush. I want to know why you let that bitch go fucking blood wild on everybody to the point a female had to kill him to do your dirty work?" I asked.

Gold Rush roared at me and clawed my chest. Fresh blood and wounds were on my chest. I sighed. "You shouldn't have done that." I said.

Lightning came down from the sky and hit his body making him roar out in pain as the others bowed to the ground. Gold Rush looked at me in horror and mounting fear and growled the question at me. I shook my head.