"Goddamn it Vic get closer I can't reach." Marcus shouted.
                                    
                                    No one was around having packed up for the day and no one was coming to the
                                    rescue. Victor panned the surroundings and saw that they were utterly alone. His
                                    father's driver would be there to pick them up shortly to take them back to 
                                    their large warm house.
                                    
                                    "A few more inches you pansy ass twerp." Marcus said struggling to reach him.
                                    
                                    Victor looked him in the eyes and withdrew his hand. He watched as his brother's
                                     face faltered with the realization that Victor was not going to help him. For 
                                    once his older brother was at a loss for words. He struggled frantically to get 
                                    himself out but the water was too cold and his body was shutting down. Soon his 
                                    head was sinking beneath the ice and Victor was surrounded by silence. He could 
                                    hardly believe what had happened. It was like some dream. The brother that had 
                                    tormented him every day of his life was gone. The company and more importantly 
                                    his fathers attention would be his. He would take over the family fortune and 
                                    make his own empire. The night fell about him and the darkness grew to claim the
                                     remnants of the day while Victor lay staring at the hole in the ice his brother
                                     and all his troubles had passed through.