Twist and DoctorDoom were sitting at a bar in Las Vegas when Twists bodyguard RedFoot walks in.  RedFoot walks up to the two sat down, and pulled out three Cuban cigars.  After lighting the cigars they each took a few puffs before RedFoot broke the news.

"Guys I just got a call from our Chicago partners they are telling me that the Chicago outfit is planning a huge moonshine run.  I think we should get them."

Twist looks at DoctorDoom and nods.  Although Twist cant speak he can let you know how he feels with facial expressions and his bodyguard can understand him very well so he is Twists translator.  DoctorDoom seemed anxious to here the details.

"So a man named Fat Tony will be leading the run.  There is said to be about 2-3 people with him and a car following.  They will be left Chicago around 6pm last night meaning they will be here in Las Vegas by 8pm tonight. That gives us about 3 hours to get ready.  There route is highway 70 to highway 15. I think we should catch them out in the desert rather than the city.  We could cut them off in St.George about 10 miles northeast from the strip here."

The three looked at each other all wondering how this was going to happen they were bound to have fire power and at least 3 more people than them.  RedFoot then lays out the plan he had in mind.

"We will lay some spike strips down right before they are estimated to be there.  Twist and DoctorDoom you guys will be driving separately.  I will ram the car following the truck right off of the road in my box van right before the cargo hits the spike strip then you two come out of the ditch to cut them off.  DoctorDoom we need you to get everybody in the cab on the ground dead or alive it really doesn't matter.  Twist you start loading the moonshine from their truck to our truck.  When I am able to make it back to you guys Twist I will help you load."

Twist and RedFoot look over at DoctorDoom to see if he is ok with this plan or if he had any other ideas. This was a real short notice operation and anything could potentially go wrong!

DoctorDoom was invited to handle a job with another associate in Seattle who resides with the new family leader, Yahoo, apart of The Brewery and of course this is the first time they've met so trust couldn't be that big but there had to be some line of mutual respect to help out another family member when possible. The job was to intercept a shipment of moonshine from The Chicago Outfit, they're an organized crime family who have been around for a long time so obviously messing with them was gonna make the wrong person mad but in this life, crime is a virtue.

Doom met with Twist out in a Las Vegas bar when one of his bodyguards walked in, his name was Redfoot and he sat across from them, the guy was big but he wasn't exactly sure how he got the name Redfoot, unless his foot was the color red which may or may not be abnormal or a result of something nefarious but each to their own.

"DoctorDoom we need you to get everybody in the cab on the ground dead or alive it really doesn't matter." Redfoot has explained, DoctorDoom shrugged and nodded along. Dead or alive, as long it is didn't matter and the job could go off without a hitch, then there wasn't really a problem, of course he had to lift bodies because that's always common when you have to kill an entire squad of mafioso and if one of them were packing pounds? God help him.

Twist and Redfoot exchanged looks before redirecting their looks on DoctorDoom. Doom nodded.

"Let's get this done then. Wouldn't wanna keep our Chicago friends waiting."

As Twist and DoctorDoom gathered all of the equipment needed from the nearby warehouse, RedFoot went to the hideout to get the transport truck so they could carry all the boxes of moonshine they were going to collect.  Twist armed himself with a Colt 1911A because his job was to transfer the product. DoctorDoom grabbed the Thompson sub machine gun, he was going to have a busy night on his hands.  Twist then started winding up the spike strips and loading them into the box van.  Before heading out to meet RedFoot Twist threw a clown mask over to DoctoDoom, Twist didn't need one considering his face is always covered with a mask.

Meeting with RedFoot went well, they met 1 mile away from the robbery sight near St. George.  The Chicago Outfit was probably about 20 minutes out which gave the trio more than enough time to prepare.  Twist and DoctorDoom switched vehicles with RedFoot and RedFoot started down highway 15 to get prepared to run the backup car off the road.  Twist started to set up the spike strips and had DoctorDoom move down the highway about 200 feet from the strips to prepare for the cut off of the transport vehicle.  DoctorDoom had a concerned look on his face once Twist looked up at him.

"Twist looks like they are a little early I'm going to get the truck off of the road you get those strips out!"

DoctorDoom ran to the truck and put it in reverse down a little in the ditch.  All of a sudden you could see RedFoot flashing his lights hoping to get the attention of the others.  Then RedFoot executed his part of the plan perfectly throwing his van hard into the small four door sedan following the moon shine.  The 2 vehicles flew into the ditch leaving sparks that the strip could almost see.

At that moment Twist pulled the spike strips fully across both lanes of the highway, then dove off into the ditch waiting for the outcome. When the truck full of moonshine slid threw the spikes the driver tried to keep driving to escaped. That is when DoctorDoom pulled the big truck from the ditch right in the path of the victims.  

DoctorDoom and Twist were busy gathering equipment from the warehouse that was reserved for the job or really owned by the duo themselves, he was just an extra trigger man for the job and or driver I'd say, or general partner to put it that way. When it came to arming themselves, Doom grabbed the Thompson since well he was gonna be the one to clean house once he knocked the convoy off the road into some ditch which is the usual graveyard for most mafioso these days. The duo set out to meet his bodyguard, Redfoot, near St. George where everything was gonna go down. Twist was tasked with setting up spikes to go ahead and pierce the tires of the convoy vehicles so they could disable it from driving any longer.

DoctorDoom had moved down the hallway when the strips were being setup but after looking over his shoulder, the convoy was a little bit more early than the trio had expected. He jogged over to the truck and prepared to put it in the reverse down the ditch just a little bit, Redfoot was shining his light to alert the group and before you knew it; there was a van flying out into the convoy practically smashing the vehicle that was following the moonshine transport and they went straight for the ditch.

The truck that was carrying the moonshine had hit the spikes which disabled their tires, it was time for Doom to execute his part of the plan. He drove the truck to block off the path of the soon to be dead mobsters and watched as it stopped with the truck blocking them from moving any further. Doom grabbed the Thompson that he armed himself with earlier and jumped out of the truck moving around where the mobsters began to exit their vehicles at the ready with their pistols, they were ready to die for the transport which is exactly what they were gonna fulfill or well, what Doom was gonna fulfill for them.

As they exited the vehicles, Doom aimed the Thompson and began to fire as they started screaming in pain once the first bullet penetrated through their vital organs; being dead before they hit the floor, body after body just collapsed onto the floor and even having bullets strike the escort vehicle's windshields, Doom stopped firing after the mass was dealt with and lowered the gun, looking around so Twist and Redfoot could assist with securing the truck full of moonshine.

"We're clear!" Doom shouted.

Once DoctorDoom pulled the truck out to block the hostiles from moving any further Twist watched a master at work with his tommy gun.  Doom unloaded the 100 round drum into the men protecting the shipment. It seemed as they didn’t stand a chance as every shot doom took was with pin point accuracy.  Once the clip was empty Twist could see the gun smoking from Dooms hand.  

RedFoot was running down the street by the time Doom yelled “Clear!”

Twist met RedFoot by the back of the oversized wagon. When they removed the cloth from the back they were met with gunshots. The Chicago boys had this more planed than the trio had thought. They had a man waiting in the back with the load of moonshine in case this was to happen.

Pop-Pop-Pop Three shots rang out from the back of the truck two of them hitting Twist. One in the right shoulder which went clean through. The other bullet stuck right into the clowns collar bone.  Twist instantly hit the ground in excruciating pain. RedFoot dropped down beside him reaching for his gun and realized he must had dropped it on his sprint to help Twist unload.  

Twist reached down to his waistband pulling out his Colt and handing it to RedFoot. The bodyguard popped up and sent two shots into the oppositions skull.  The man fell lifeless onto one of the crates of booze.

”Doom Twist has been hit!”

While Doom was running to the back of the truck RedFoot was taking his shirt off and wrapping it tightly around Twist right shoulder to try to stop the bleeding.  All Twist could think about was finishing the objective. After Doom and Red helped the clown to his feet they started moving the crates into the other truck. About half hour was all it took for them to move about 120 crates of grade A moonshine and drive down highway 15 away from Las Vegas.  RedFoot turns to Doom.

”Any idea where we can dump this off for the quick profit man? We need to get Twist to a doctor fast!”

DoctorDoom was a master with the Tommy gun or so he thought. Redfoot was running down the street after Doom gave out the all clear and he walked back to go ahead and regroup with the duo around the truck, or oversized wagon as they should call it that was transporting the goods, Doom kept lookout while they pulled the cloth off the truck that was keeping the moonshine covered so nobody would think anything of it and right as they took it off, gunshots came out of nowhere and the trio ducked for cover but Twist unfortunately got struck by the triple threat wave of bullets.

Once Redfoot shouted that he was hit, Doom got back up and jogged over to Redfoot as he removed his shirt to keep pressure on the bullet wound. They helped him up to lean against the truck and left Redfoot and DoctorDoom to take care of the moonshine, they began to take out crate after crate and load it into another truck which took a while because they were pretty heavy and DoctorDoom wasn't exactly a bodybuilder so he struggled more than most but it got the job done.

They loaded into the other truck carrying the moonshine and Redfoot began to drive out of the massacre that was behind them which made them leave Las Vegas.

”Any idea where we can dump this off for the quick profit man? We need to get Twist to a doctor fast!” Redfoot stated.

DoctorDoom looked in the back and Twist's life was hanging by a thread.

"Tell you what, you leave the shipment to me. I'll offload it, I know someone out in Seattle that can help. You sit back and take care of Twist, make sure he gets the help he needs; I'm not gonna rip you off, I'm not that cold hearted." DoctorDoom explained, it was a pretty bold offer considering they only just met but since he has blood on his hands, Doom hoped that was all the proof he needed to gain the trust of Twist and Redfoot.

RedFoot was nervous to let DoctorDoom take off with the load of booze.  He didn’t know if he could be fully trusted yet.  RedFoot looked back at Twist to see if he was paying attention of what was asked.  Twist nodded at RedFoot to ensure that Doom could be trusted.  After all Twist and Doom share the same home city of Seattle. 

“That is the plan then man. There should be a hospital up the freeway a little while just drop us off and within the next couple days we will be back home in Seattle.  Can we meet you at your guys headquarters when we get back to town?”

The trio were speeding down the freeway trying to get Twist to the hospital as quickly as possible.  Once at the hospital RedFoot ran inside to grab a stretcher, pulled Twist out of the truck and placed him on the bed.  DoctorDoom took off as soon as Twist was pulled out so he wouldn’t be seen by doctors or nurses.  RedFoot pushes Twist threw the double doors yelling.

”We need some help over here this guy is bleeding out! Please somebody HELP!”

DoctorDoom was sighing with relief once Twist gave Redfoot the nod to trust him. It was only moonshine and if he had tried to rob them, they'd find them sooner or later plus his own plan was to make more friends than enemies because friends come a long way in this life of ours, the trio continued driving all the way to the hospital that was off the freeway and once there, Redfoot ran out to go grab a stretcher for Twist to lay on so they can bring him into an operating room for surgery. The odd thing is that Doom didn't admit he was a doctor himself which made him become full of regret but it was too late to turn back.

DoctorDoom drove off with the truck of moonshine so he wouldn't be spotted by authorities if anybody had the chance to call it in. The plan was to off-haul the moonshine and then meet up with the duo once again so they can establish the split three ways. Doom had drove all the way out into Seattle towards an abandoned warehouse off the coast of Ballard, he met with a guy who set him up with a good amount of cash in one big bag. The exchange was pretty quick judging by how much time they had wasted already.

Doom made his way to his apartment to lay low for the next few days. 

**

A couple days had past since the job that landed Twist in the hospital, the agreement was to meet up at Doom's headquarters. Doom went outback from his apartment complex to get his Speedster, he drove the way out to The Bartender's Collective headquarters and waited for the duo to show up. Hopefully Twist made it out of that operating room alive or it would've been a bad day for both Doom and Redfoot.

"I hope they don't take long." Doom muttered to himself.

After about 2 days in the hospital Twist was feeling much better.  Although he had been getting grilled by detectives about where the bullets came from. The agents said they would be back later today for more questions but Twist didn’t plan to stick around for that. RedFoot disconnected the IV from the clowns arm and they made there way to the hospitals front doors. RedFoot had a car waiting for them outside.  On the way out a doctor ran to them frantically.

”Where do you think your going? You have to get back in bed! SECURITY!!!”

The clown and his bodyguard took off running out of the door jumping into the ride awaiting them. Twist and RedFoot we’re now on there way to see DoctorDoom back at his headquarters.

When they arrived DoctorDoom welcomes them with open arms.  Offering Twist and the bodyguard a seat at a round table to discuss what the profits were looking like.  Twist knew he made the right decision trusting Doom and hoped they will be doing more business in the future. Once they were sat Doom got right to business!

DoctorDoom waited at Headquarters until Redfoot and Twist were jogging down the street. He was shocked that he was still wearing the bloody clothes from last night but who was he to judge, the man just got shot and obviously they wanted to make sure that nothing was gonna happen with the one another's money which was fair. The deal could've waited until he was ready to actually leave the hospital but he looked like he got out of there in a hurry. DoctorDoom patted Twist on the back and nodded at Redfoot, they went inside and began to set the bag of money.

He opened the bag and showed the money to Twist and Redfoot. It was a decent stack of money, by estimate it was around two million for the transport alone, obviously for messing around with Chicago's top family and for the moonshine transport alone it was a pretty fair amount and could easily be split three ways. The trio looked happy with the money that was made, unfortunate cause that Twist was hit but he seemed to make it out of the hospital fairly well.

"It's a lot of money. If I had to estimate, maybe around two million? This was your guy's job so you can decide the split." 

DoctorDoom stated, he sat back down at the table.

When the clown and his bodyguard seen DoctorDoom waiting for them they knew everything had gone according to the plan. Now they knew Doom could be trusted.  The went inside a sat around the round table when DoctorDoom came back to them with bags of money!  Twist nodded happily and RedFoot jumped up from the table:

”That’s what I’m talking about, look at all that boss!  So me and Twist talked about the cut before and this is what we came up with you and Twist will each get $750,000 and I’ll take the remaining $500.

Although the cut didn’t seem fair for RedFoot there was a reason behind the difference in earning.  Doom had to kill and do all the shooting.  Twist created the plan and also took sad couple of bullets. RedFoot distracted and crash a car.  It was only fair and RedFoot respect the decision. After agreeing the Trio pull out the cash and place it on the table.  Twist smiled and looked back Doom and gave him a thank you bow