Mistake was at his business in Summerlin, Las Vegas. He was doing a round of the show room and mechanics workplace, making sure everything was going smoothly. All seemed well, the projects were on track and within the time frame, the cars were looking fantastic. After checking up on all the customers cars, he decided to see how progress was going on his own personal car he was getting some work done to. Entering the back of the warehouse, he spots his car. However, no one was there working on it. Curious, he goes to find the manager that was supposed to be leading the project.

"Jack, I'm just curious mate... Why is no one working on my car? You know it is supposed be finished in two days time, right?"

"Mistake, I'm not sure what you mean? I thought you wasn't working on the car anymore, you had a truck come and pick up the parts last night. How can we do the work without the parts?"

Mistake looked at Jack as if what he just said was in another language. They both just stood there, looking at each other for what felt like eternity.

"Jack, my friend. What the FUCK do you mean a truck came and took the parts? Jack, Jack... Do I look like an idiot to you? Am I wearing a fucking clown costume?"

"N-no.. I didn't say that Mistake. Its just... Well, a truck came last night. They said you had asked them to pick up the parts for the latest project, we assumed that meant your car."

Mistake went from confused to angry in a flash, he grabbed Jack by his collar and got up in his face.

"You mean to tell me, no-no, wait... Let me get this straight. You fucking mean to tell me, you gave away $2500 worth of parts to some random guy with a fucking truck? Not only is it $2500 worth of parts, they were the parts for MY fucking car. I did not tell a single fucking person to come and collect shit, you didn't think to ask before you just handed all of it away?"

"I'm sorry Mistake! I... I don't know what you want me to say. I wasn't thinking, it seemed legit!"

"Yeah, you wasn't thinking. You fucking half-wit, greasy, no good, useless fucking prick."

Mistake let go of jack before pushing everything off a work bench next to him, the metal objects clanging as they bounce off the floor. He started to pace around the room, with his hands on his head. Constantly muttering swear words under his breath as he tried to calm down.

"Right, you're going to fucking correct this Jack. Do you remember what the truck looked like? Get every man that isn't currently working on a project and I want you to search far and wide until you locate that truck. Do you understand? If you bring your greasy ass back here without some information, I'll take you out back and put you down like a fucking dog. Is that understood?"

With that, Mistake stormed back to his office and lit up a cigar. Jack and a few other men head on out to try and get some information.

Several hours later, Mistake was sat in his office sorting through some paperwork and listening to some relaxing music to try and keep him calm. He heard a knock at the door and then Jack slowly entered. 

"I hope you got some good news for me, Jack?

"We located the truck! It is parked next to a house just outside of the city!"

"Good news, now listen. I need you to take the parts from the Rolls Royce project and use them for my car. Call the customer and apologize, tell him it will be delayed by a few days. You better make sure my car is still ready on time. Now write down that address for me and get out."

Jack wrote down the address and left the office, he took another mechanic with him to get back to work on Mistakes car. Mistake picked up the phone and called up Slash. 

"Slash, I'm going to come pick you up mate... We have a little business to handle."

Mistake jumped into his car and made his way over to Slash's house to pick him up. On the way to the address where the truck is at, he explained to Slash what had gone on. They pull up around 30 yards from the house, they can see the truck parked on the side. The lights were on inside the house and they could see some movement behind the curtains. They both got out of the car, Slash grabbed a baseball bat from the trunk and Mistake un-holstered his .357 Magnum.

Getting closer to the house they can hear some chatter from inside, people laughing and joking. They slightly crouched and tried to get up to the door as silently as possible. Slash grabed the handle and twisted it, the door wasn't locked. Mistake slowly pushed the door open and they headed inside. The noise was coming from the first room on the left, Mistake gave a nod and they both burst through the door. There were 3 men inside who instantly jumped, their faces went pale with confusion and fear. 

"You must be the clowns that thought it would be a good idea to steal from me, so this is how its going to go down. You're going to give me back everything you stole, plus your truck. If you don't, I'll paint these fucking walls with your insides. Is that clear?"

The men started to stutter and apologize profusely.

"No, please, no! We will give you your stuff. It is still in the truck, the keys are on the side in the kitchen! Please, you don't need to hurt us!"  

Mistake headed to the kitchen and grabbed the keys. On the way back he handed his gun to Slash and asked him to watch them whilst he checks the truck. Heading over to the truck, he opened up the back. Surely enough, all the missing parts were still in there. With a cocky smile he closed the truck and headed back towards the front door. On the way there, he heard two loud gunshots, followed by screams of agony. Mistake ran through the door and and bursts into the room, he saw Slash standing there laughing as one of the men squirmed around on the floor, screaming and crying. 

"Mate, what the fuck?! I just asked you to watch them!"

"This little fuck had a smug look on his face, he isn't looking very smug anymore is he?"

Mistake took the gun back from Slash and shook his head in disappointment. 

"You seriously have issues mate, we need to get the fuck out of here. You take the car and I'll drive the truck back."

Mistake threw the keys to the truck to Slash and they both jumped in their vehicles, on the drive back Mistake couldn't help but laugh at the entire situation, a slight giggle turned into manic laughter. They both arrived at the warehouse and parked up around the back. Mistake gave Slash a smile.

"I knew there was a reason I bring you on jobs like this, crazy fucker! Let me go get Jack to unload this truck. We will have a drink in my office after, wait for me there!"

Mistake headed inside and called Jack over.

"The parts are in the truck, unload them and give them to the mechanics working on the customers project. Make sure both are finished on time. Also, don't fuck up like this again. When you are unsure, you call me."