The sun was out and there was the perfect breeze so Jack decided to close the gun shack a little early and go for a stroll.  He stopped by Briyas Jewelry store to say hello before he stayed on his journey.  He walked for about 2 miles and seen a hot dog stand realizing how hungry he was he headed tword the smell.  Once he got in line he reached for his wallet in his back pocket.  He must have left it on the counter at the gun shack. Pissed off Jack walks over to the bench and sits next to a well maintained middle age man.  Jack instantly snapped into his teenage self a figured he could just lift this guys wallet and get himself a dog. The hotdog with a side of seasoned fries sure sounded good, and when he looked Down he seen the man wallet was right there in his jacket pocket, such an easy target.  Jack slid is fingers smoothly into his pocket and lifted the wallet, but not without the man noticing.

”What the fuck do you think your doing, get the fuck out of my pocket you little hood.”

At that moment Jack had knew he messed up big time the man was reaching to his hip where jack had seen the M1911 pistol in his holster.  Jack reacted fast he pulled his .357 out as quick as lightning and did not hesitate. BANG, one shot to the mans head right below his left eye.  The huge revolver left a hole about the size of a quarter in the mans face. 

Jack decided to take the mans wallet and run from the crown of worried spectators. He had killed plenty of people but this time it just felt different. This time it was a complete accident, and Jack felt horrible.  Once he was out of breath and away from the scene he opened the wallet to see how much cash was in there he noticed something that would change his life forever.  A police badge was on one side of the bi fold wallet and the mans credentials were on the other. Jack was in complete shock and now worried for his life. He had just killed a officer and in New York that will not go unpunished.  

He got to the nearest pay phone and called Briya immediately.  She was like a mother to him, she would know what to do.

” B-B-Briya it’s me Jack, I fucked up I accidentally killed a cop I need your help?”

”Calm down Jack I can’t understand you to well did you say you killed a cop?”

”Yes, what should I do? Help me” jack responded

”I’ll meet you at the compound Jackie just stay low profile and try to hurry everything will be Okay,” Briya assures him.

BANG , BANG , BANG 

“Jackie are you there Jack answer me?” Briya screamed

Jack took off running dodging the shots making it safely to the compound to wait for Briya.

Mr.T views the event unfolding in the streets, ah damn this is not the way a stadard wallet lift is supposed to go...ahhh well Shit have a tendency to happen, Mr.T just wished the mobster well...jail for murder is not a good thing