“Where is it?”

“Where is what?”

“You know what I’m talking about! The duck! Hand me the duck!”

“Give me more time Max! I’ll have it by tomorrow. I swear.”

“You said that yesterday Joe,” said Max calmly loading his pistol. “One last chance: where is the DUCK ?!”

“I keep telling you I don’t have it!” screamed Joe.

Max pointed the gun at Joe’s head. “I warned you Joe. I just wanted the duck. Sorry.” And he fired, killing Joe instantly.

Lesson learned.

Now to find that duck.