Blinnnnnnnng!

 Sound of the alarm goes off its 4:20am. Got to get the hell out of bed! Big interview with Don Prof at 7am that Don Jones set up for me! Also Consigliere Jones told me I had some competition so don't be late! "Here's what ya gotta do Jr theres a Wharehouse on 9th street Summerlin back alley two entrances one from the south one from the north you'll take the south your competiton is coming from the North his name is Bobby you'll both meet right in the middle were the wharehouse door is..dont get to quaint never liked that Bobby Kid can't be trusted Goodluck Jr.

 Quick shave wash up in the small sink in this cock roach infested room im renting. Got to get out of this hell hole need cash. Thats all i could say to myself. This job is mine I know it!! My stomach is starving gonna pass by the fruit market open at 6am get me an apple from that little cute girl dont even know her name yet. Hey sweety I say's, Can I have one of dem apples? Smiling gives me a small paper bag with two apples inside and charges me for one! hmmm! Well gotta do what a Man's gotta do! is what I say's to her! Tryin to impress you know!

 I head down few streets eatin my apple thinking about the little cutie sayin to myself "someday someday when i make it big im coming back for you". Stop dreaming Jimmy i say's! Get your head out of your ass and start thinking about the interview. Finaly I make it to the south entrance of 9th street just like Consigliere Jone's said. As i start walking down i see a figure. That must be that other kid Don Jones told me about my competition hmm!

 Im to hungry to lose today I say's to myself! I need a new place and that cutie. No way am I losing today no fucking way! No more cockroaches for me. I was told that Don Prof want's to make the perfect gangster and I can feel it in my bones this is my chance I can do this! Whatever it is im going to do whatever it takes whatever. I have do it!

 As i Head down the street! Hey Junior! I hear! Remembering what Consigliere Jones said don't trust this Bobby Kid! I try and stay a distance away but he insists in the handshake so I shake his hand notice a ridiculous amount of strength on his grip slighlty bigger and a couple years on me! Your typical street bully with his suspenders and long sleeves rolled up, cigarette hanging and black cap and a smirk on his face!

As I realize my competition is quiet fearce the garage door starts to open. Im a little nervous as the garage doors open wide open and i see nobody inside only a gun in the middle of the wharehouse. Booby looks at me with a grin spits the butt in my face and starts runnin for the gun! Fuck I say to myself he's gonna kill me thats the fucking interview? I leap and run like a son of a bitch towards the gun and am able to trip Bobby. I run and roll towards the gun! I got it! Point towards Bobbys head and click nothing click again and nothing! What the! Shit it's on safety! I feel cold brass knuckles crack my face hard! Lights out!

 I awake in my bed my room my cock roach inn! Ohhh! my face! my eye! My lip! What the hell how'd i'd get here..Im all badaged up! Who took care of me! I look to the stool by my bed and there's a package a small note and a small paper bag. I look into the package money! Lots of money like 5000 dollars. My heart races I open the small paper bag and there an apple hmmm i say's. I read the note.

 It says you got a pair Son! gotta give ya that! Next time you'll remember never leave the safety on a gun. and the apple well looks like my neice has a liking for ya! see ya around kiddo! Looks like you passed the Interview!  you'll be givin orders soon for  your next Interview!

Signed by Prof-V-Jameson. 

Bang! I hear on the window bang! again someone throwing small rocks. I look out only to see Bobby and his smirk tapping his hat! while lighting a smoke!

to be continued...