Maddy had her feet kicked up on her desk while she enjoyed her daily cup of tea. As she took her first sip, she closed her eyes taking in the sweet taste of the pound of sugar she put in it. SLAM! She nearly fell back in her chair at the sound of a file being thrown on her desk. . Catching herself she opened her eyes and dropped her cup only to see the capo standing there laughing at her. "here the boss wants you to take care of someone."

"Ya know you're not as funny as you think you are." She glared at him for a moment before grabbing some napkins and wiping her shirt off. Anything special I need to know about this one?" 

"Nothing too extreme" he said "Just be careful"

Smiling she grabbed her coat and put it on. "Thanks" 

Taking care of hits were nothing new to her. Just another day in the life really. She opened the drawer in her desk and elbowed the side of it releasing her gun from the compartment on the bottom and allowing it to fall into her lap. She tucked it in her bra before reaching into the side drawer and grabbing her other gun. She slid it into her purse along with the file and headed out the door. Once in her car she grabbed the folder and opened it. Skimming through most of the unimportant stuff and looking for a name. The first few pages was mostly background information and things about the family he has been working for.  She finally got to the last few pages....

"No." She said aloud to herself. "Not him." She read the name over and over DeeSe7en He was her best friend and before leaving Las Vegas her partner in crime. Yeah he was an ass at times and played the worst pranks but how could anyone want him dead?  She shook her head in disbelief and threw the file on the chair next to her. She put the car in drive and slammed her foot on the gas pedal. There was no way she would be able to do this job. 

Arriving at his house, she grabbed all the papers that had flown around the car and headed in. She walked in and went straight for the phone...RING RING "hello?" 

"DeeSe7en we have a problem..."

     DeeSe7en rolls over in his bed at the rundown motel he ended up on the outskirts of Vegas. He has been on one hell of a roller coster ride of partying and alcohol the passed few days. It is the main reason he doesn't visit much. Having no self control and binge drinking combined with the amazing party and gambling of Las Vegas doesn't equal a completely enjoyable time. While a big part is a fucking blast, oh how many regrets he tacks on to his past.

     Rubbing his forehead with his palm DeeSe7en swings his hand down missing the table completely, let alone the phone he was aiming for. Try number two he manages to get it though. 

     "Hello? Who the hell is it?!" he grumbles, but all he hears is a faint voice sounding a bit panicked. "What the fucks wrong with this thing." he says. Only to open his eyes and realize he is holding the damn thing upside down. D7 swears a few times and flips the phone around and puts it to his head and hears a voice on most occasions he loves to hear, but this didn't sound like a pleasant call.

     "Wait, wait slow down damn it. Maddy what job? And for me?" he says to her his eyes wide open now. With the phone between his head and shoulder he listens to what is going on as he gets dressed. 

     "Ok I get it. Can you meet me at that one place where that one thing happened? Say in 20 minutes? "  D7 hangs up the phone and prays she knows where he is talking about. Throwing his holster on and sliding his Beretta into it. He heads towards the door. Running down the hall and out the back door he heads to his car and starts it. Looking in the mirror he mumbles to himself.  "Who knew that mother fucking cheap ass pimp would take it so personal being bitch slapped. But, god damn it was funny." D7 grins as he thinks back. How the fuck he is going to get this sorted he has not a clue, but he wouldnt change anything. Hell at the end of the day at least it gives him a reason to see Maddy so guess it was worth it. Peeling out of the parking lot he leaves a trail of dust.

"Can you meet me at that one place where that one thing happened? Say in 20 minutes?" D7 said before hanging up. Completely confused she pulled the phone from her ear slowly and looked at it as if it held some secret answer to whatever he was talking about. She thought for a few moments and could think of a couple places but there was one that stuck out in her mind. He had to be talking about the restaurant on the corner of 55th and brewer. At least she hoped. 

She grabbed her purse and rushed out the door again. The restaurant wasn't too far from her so she made it there before him. "A table for 2 please." she said to the host as she walked in. She looked around to be sure he wasn't there as she followed him to the table. She sat down and began to look over the menu while waiting. 

It wasn't too long before she saw him walk in. As he got to the table she gave him a hug a small kiss on the cheek. "you took forever and next time a little more info on the meeting place would be nice." She sat back down and motioned for the waiter to come over before ordering them both some water. She passed him the envelope with all the information for the hit on him "Would you like to tell me what you did this time?"