Fettered

PANEL ONE

Decker’s car.
Decker’s driving home from the WC, smiling, feeling good.

Good day. A good day.

Did a little of this, a little of that.

Spent some quality time with the troops.

WC Manager’s office.
Crystal is brooding behind the desk, her fingers steepled.

‘…handed the crappiest part of the job off to an underling…’

Excellent.

*Decker’s driveway.
He’s getting out of his car and walking up to his house, talking to us. *

And now I’m going to go inside and sleep the sleep of the unfettered.

Decker’s house.
Decker opens the door and over his shoulder we see a surly looking Lester.

Oh yeah.

This one.

LESTER.

If only I could pass THIS one off as easily.

Click here to go to Amazon.com and buy some junk.

You’ve just supported The Winchcombe. It’s as easy as that.

You’ll get your stuff, I’ll get a kickback. Everyone’s happy.