Furor had just finished watching the horse race
"What the fuck a protest"
Furor walks over to the bookie
"You fuckin set me up ya prick"
"Huh" replied the bookie.
You told me it was a sure thing you fucker"
"Well you win some and you lose some"
Furor grabbed the bookie by the throat and pulled out his knife sticking it into the bookies eye.....

Furor was now a marked man ever since that hitman had gone missing, but he'd had some fun who knew you could have so much fun with a corpse. Word had gotten around that those thugs were in town,  well not so much word but a beat down thug can sure open his trap when his hanging out a window.

Furor headed to the thug's place he crept around the side ducking down to see if he had what was needed .44, bottle of liquor and his favorite knife he waited and listened for the thugs, one of them at the moment decided to walk up to where Furor was. Furor didn't hesitate and shot the thug in the crotch...

"You dirty fucker" screamed the thug

Furor threw the thug to the ground and proceeded to kick him in the face, then he produced his favorite knife and went to work on his face making deep cuts in the face he pulled out the liquor bottle.

"Have a drink it's on the house"

Furor laughed maniacly as he poured some of the liquor in the cuts that he had made in the thug's face... he then turned his attention to his buddy.....

Another fascinating read, i look forward hearing the rest of your story and how it turns out for you.

I wonder when you will unveil your obviously well thought out ending, this stabbing and killing has kept me in suspense to find out whether you really are a homicidal maniac or just a misunderstood man... Another interesting tale of chapters of your life.

Smiles a little bit.. looking around him nervously

Damn, that bookie had some bad luck.. should have just sold the ticket and not said a thing and let the luck play out as it was going to play out..

Good story, ruthless and violent as usual.


Steps over the dead bookies body.. grabbing a tickets for himself from the booth and goes to watch the next race

Ahhhhh....another work of art in ending life. An ordinary criminal would simply shoot the victim in the head and that would be it. Not my friend Furor. Shooting the victim in the crotch and finishing it in an artistic way...cant wait to hear more of your adventures mate.

~E~ pass by when he hear the story his father wanted to finish in time.

"it is truly very nice story hope my father can here your new adventurer Furor, he will be more delighted to hear them again."

~E~ exit to the dark alley and disappear into the mist.