Apache was having a long day at his office at the Black Crow headquarters.  He had been filling out paperwork for his new business plan.  He acually started to fall asleep on the big oak desk he had, but he woke up very quickly and knew it was time for him to get out of the office.  He threw on his bear hide and headed out to the bar of the headquarters.  

He looked around at his family all having fun laughing and bull shitting.  He seen Bingato_Alfonso sitting alone at the bar. He though maybe his Capo was having a rough day his self.  Apache walks over to the bar to sit in the stool beside his friend.

”Everything alright man, you look down today.”

Bingato shrugged in despair.  Then the bartender brought him another beer and asked Apache what he was having.

”uhh I’ll take a gin on ice!”

The lady hurried to get the boss his drink.  Apache tapped his capo on the shoulder.

”How about you take a ride with me! Get your mind off of whatever it is bothering you!”

Bingato agreed to Apaches request.  They both finished their drinks, by this time Bingato was seeming in a way better mood.  As they walked into the garage Apache pulled a 12 gauge shotgun off the garage wall and put it in the trunk of his all black Bugatti.  The duo got into the luxury car and pulled out of the garage.  

As they were headed down the busy downtown street of Detroit, there was a lot going on in the city beside them.  A group of teenagers were beating on a older gentleman, assuming they were robbing him.  To the left was a couple prostitutes trying to make a living.  They pull up to a old beat down bakery.  Apache reaches in his center council and hands Bingato a 9mm beretta. 

“This guy was supposed to pay for our protection, well he has been receiving the benefits but has not been paying.  So we are going to go in there and remind him how important it is to pay.”

Apache and his partner get out of the car and walk into the bakery.  Apache breaks the glass case holding all of the donuts and sweet rolls.  Then the old man comes out furious, that is until he seen who it was in his store.  He pleaded that he just needed a little more time.  Apache looks at Bingato then back to the mans leg.  With no hesitation Bingato sent one of the 9mm bullets into the kneecap of the man.  Then Apache walks over to his curled body and leans down.

”Next time that will be your fucking head, you have until Friday! That’s 3 days. I don’t care what you do or how you get it, I need my money!”

Bingato and Apache walk out and get back in the car.

”How about we get a bite to eat man?”

Bingato glares into the bakery as he opens the door to the black Bugatti, he quickly glances back towards Apache as he proceeds to sit in the vehicle, as the engine starts running and the indicator blinks to signal our exit Bingato is brought out of his slight daydream and back into the present as hears the mention of food, with a grin he gives a nod of agreeance.

"Yeah now that sounds perfect, something that has chicken in it also sounds perfect."

Bingato was about to say something until he hears the horn.

"Toot, Toot."

He stares out the window at all the homeless beggars standing around holding up signs reading " Toot For WAR Food :D. " 

Bingato looks over to Apache. 

"Boss can we pull over, I must do something."

Apache gives the nod and pulls over to the sidewalk the duo leaves the vehicle and Bingato heads out towards the middle of the protestors he notices a hat reading " Money for the poor. " 

He pulls out a thick envelope from his overcoat and then leaves and makes his way back to Apache trying not to draw attention to himself not noticing someone had noticed him leave the envelope.

The duo return to the vehicle and prepare to leave, the sight of smiles and tears of joy filling the once loud and protested sidewalk was one beautiful sight.

Bingato gives Apache a cheeky wink and notices Apache with a questionable look on his face.

"Well Boss just think of it like this, we have done two deeds today one that shows we have hearts, that we do care and see everything that goes on around us, and well two we make arrangements we stick to our arrangements and we just would like the same, and also Boss on a personal level I felt happiness in doing that for the homeless, because I too was homeless if you don't remember I came in off the streets my family gone and you took me in thanks to Ghost- I found my HOME and I am honored to be here, Now can we go get something to eat all these emotions are making me starving"

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The two stopped on the downtown road and Bingato helped out the homeless guy by handing him a envelope full of money.  Apache was shocked to see the young gangster showing so much heart. Normal mobsters don’t gain that attribute until they are older.  Bingato showed Apache that he had a old soul.  After the stop the two decided to go get some food.  They went to the local cafe on Main Street.

When they walked in the cafe the place seemed a little packed.  Apache and Bingato took a seat at the booth near the window so they could keep an eye on the car.  Then Apache was startled by Flexx-Mitchell who was surprisingly at the same cafe.  

“Hey fam you mind if I sit down?” 

Apache looked at Bingato and nodded.  Flexx took a seat and then the waitress came by to take drink orders and hand the group their menus.  After looking it over Apache decided on the meal he wanted.  When Bingato has brought up chicken in the car it made Apache crave it.  The waitress headed back to their table a couple minutes later. Apache looked at his party and took lead in ordering.

”Yeah I’ll take a oven roasted chicken breast,  for the sides I’ll have steamed vegetables and garlic mashed potatoes.  And can I get cheese added to my potatoes!”

The waiter nodded then looked at the other two to see if they were ready

Bingato greets Flexx as he looks over the menu like a little kid in a candy store.  

"Chicken, Lamb, Chicken, Pork, Chicken, no no Lamb, no Chicken."

Finnaly deciding on what he wants to eat Bingato looks over to the waiter and places his order. 

"I'll have the Chicken Piccata and I would much like a creamy potato bake with lightly grilled cheese on the side, and while we wait I'd like a flat white with a dash of cinnamon thank you."

​​​​​​The waiter nodded and turned to Flexx to await his order.

​​​​​Bingato turns to Apache and starts some side chatter as they wait for Flexx to make his order.

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Flexx was out and about with his buddy Taga, they decided to go hit the little cafe up. Maybe they will run into some of the crew. Smoking a fat blunt they pull up to the cafe in the Cadillac Town Sedan.  They hop out and walk into the cafe. Flexx stands at the doorway and hits his blunt as he looks around. Taga all of a sudden taps him on the shoulder.

“Hey! There goes the boss.”

Taga points out that Apache was in the cafe with a few of the crew.

“Ah, see. I knew we would see someone. Let’s go”

They walk over and join the rest in attendance.

“Hey, hows the hustle for yall out here today?”

Flexx takes a seat as he takes another drag of his blunt and passes it over to Taga as he also takes a seat. With the waiter still there Flexx stops him ready to place his order.

“Let me get a stack of flapjacks, bacon, some grits, heavy butter, and a crispy breast. Oh, and a large chocolate milk.”

Flexx says as he turns back to the crew.  This was one of those rare relax moments, but in this life you always had to stay on your toes, and keep your head on a swivel.

After everybody placed their orders they passed around the blunt that Flexx had brought.  Once Apache took a puff he began to cough hysterically.  By the time he finally stopped the cough from going any further the food was being delivered to the booth of mobsters.  The first few bites were tasting wonderful.  When all of a sudden the crew heard a car peeling out on the street.  Before they knew it the car was dead in front of the cafe with two armed gunman hanging out with Thompson machine guns. 

A hail of about 40 bullets came smashing throw the glass and piercing anyone and anything in its path.  Apache and his family dove to the floor but not before one of the machine gun bullets entered Apaches right shoulder. Bingato_Alfonso quickly grabbed his boss and pulled him under the booth before anymore bullets could hit.  Apache looked around in confusion, he seen a few people had been killed instantly from the shots including the nice waiter they had just ordered with.  A couple more people were running around wounded screaming for help.  Apache turns toward the family.

”Did anybody see who that was!  Fuck my shoulder is leaking. Flexx grab me that table cloth, Bingato help me tie this thing to stop the bleeding!”

When Flexx grabbed the cloth Apache slid it under his armpit and wrapped it over his shoulder. Bingato ties the cloth as tight as he could trying to be sure to stop the bleeding from his boss.  Taga looked up to make sure the coast was clear then the group headed out to Apaches 4 door Bugatti.  Taga was driving with Flexx in shotgun. Bingato helped Apache into the back seat then stated his opinion.

”We need to get Apache to the hospital, he needs a doctor!”

Apache shook his head no,  and grabbed his 9mm out of the center council and handed it to Bingato.  

“No we are going to drive around until we find who did this!”

​​​​​​Bingato takes the 9mm and smiles

"Sorry boss, its not a happy moment but after what happened at the bakery the bloodlust has just gone to my head, I'm feeling an instant rush to shoot something again!"

Says Bingato staring at his Boss with hurt in his eyes.

​​​​The car pulled up next to a 1974 Ford Escort with a shattered window Taga went over to the escort and searched through the car, he ran back to the rest of the crew after finding empty clippings all over the car floor and a machine gun partially hidden under the driver seat, Bingato notices a local pub with a few men standing around as he exits the car and makes his way to the men standing by the bar he braces his brass knuckles and puts on a pair of black leather gloves.

"Hey guys how long you been hanging around here for?"

Bingato starts getting annoyed 

"Look fuckers we can do this the hard way, or you could just answer the simple question."

All the men stare at Bingato and start laughing, without hesitation Bingato punches the guy to his right straight in the throat causing his to gasp for air, as the rest of the guys try and fight Bingato, he jumps back revealing the 9mm 

"Look here you fucks someone really close to me got badly hurt today, and I came over here only to ask if you seen anyone leave that FUCKING car over there, now that's the last time I'm going to be nice next time this gat is going to do the talking for me!"

The men stop at the sight of the gun and one of them stepped forward Bingato points the gun to him and the guy points and says

"He went that way, he started running as soon as he left the vehicle"

                 "I know where he went, he went to the pub on the corner of the street" 

Said another guy, Bingato goes to turn around and leave but felt a little bad about what happened pulling out an envelope of money he counts a couple of notes and hands it to the guy who told him where he went saying

"Sorry about that, here go have a couple pints on me and you lads enjoy your night"

Bingato heads back to the Bugatti telling the crew where the guy went.

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Once Bingato got the word on where the assistants came from he came back to tell the others.  The blood had stopped leaking out of Apaches shoulder by now and he was ready to finish this.  The men drove down the block circling the pub that the witnesses said they seen the assistants go to.  Apache leans forward adressing the whole squad.

”Go in there and get me the boss.  Kill the rest I want the boss out here in the trunk of my car!”

Apache reaches underneath the driver seat and pulls out a roll of duct tape and hands it to Bingato.  

“Go get that fuck bro and bring him to me!”

The group got out of the car and headed inside to Handel the business

Flexx was pacing, he was ready to go. Taga had ran up to check the lay out.

“Looks like that fucker is in the back room.”

Taga says as he returns, he reaches into his inner pocket and pulls his gat out.  Flexx had the feel to run up in there and just kill everyone, but the boss wanted that piece of shit alive so it had to be done with some precision.

“Ok, I say we have two holding the back down in case he tries to run again. Let's have the rest flush him from the front.  Taga states about six in the front. Four of those are thugs. I would estimate about three to four in the back as well.”

Flexx says as he loads his gat up looking at everyone. He reaches in his pocket and pulls a blunt out and lights it. He takes a long drag of the blunt as he continues to speak..  

“Taga you can run up in the front. I can post in the back see if that fucker tries to run, but everyone else let’s fuck it up, but watch the dude we gotta bring back, just make sure he is alive.”

Flexx takes another drag of the blunt as he passes it to Bingato_Alfonso

“What are you thinking brother?”

Bingato looks over at Flexx as he takes the blunt

"You know I hardly toke, but with all this bullshit I need a quick hit."

Bingato takes a hit of the blunt and passes it to Taga.

"You know what you gotta do Taga, its time these fuckers pay as much as I want to shoot the little fuck who did this right between the eyes we have our orders to bring him back alive, Yo Flexx there's quite a crew in there we have You, Apache, Taga and I say that Our boss stays out the back with you cause no doubt the little fuck will try and scram out the backdoor once the heat turns up." 

Looking over at Apache.

"Boss are you are able to hold a gat? Flexx protect the Boss.

Taga your with me let's go deal to these fools"

Bingato and Taga enter the pub unarmed, guns holstered with a quick observation Bingato and Taga notice a group of thugs, Taga turns to Bingato.

"Yo B, did you hear that dude in between those thugs?, he was bragging about how he shot up a cafe earlier, i think thats the guy"

The duo head over to the group of thugs as they approach the guy they were after realised Bingato from the cafe and got up and dashed for the back exit instructing his thugs to keep Bingato and Taga distracted, Bingato pulls his pistol and starts firing at the guy running but misses so he draws his attention back to the thugs as his gun gets knocked free he he is struck in the lip.

" A bar fight eh, isn't my lucky night."

Bingato chuckles as he postures up and wipes the blood from his lip.

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Once Taga and Bingato went into the pub Flexx and Apache went around back to wait to see if the boss ran out of the back.  It was taking a little while before any commotion broke out inside the pub.  Flexx looked over to Apache.

”Bro what is the plan once we get this guy?”

Apache snaps a quick look back at Flexx!

”We are going to make him suffer for awhile then send I’m right in Lake Michigan!”

Right after Apache answered Flexx’s question shots started going off inside the pub.  You could hear a scuffle going on inside, then the back door flung open with might smacking Apache back into the brick wall of the building.  Flexx grabbed the the escaping man buy the collar of his shirt and slammed him on the ground.  He leaned over the man and continually bashed fists into the mans mouth.  He stayed beating the man until Apache spoke up!

”That’s enough!  Turn him around!”

Flexx turned the man onto his stomach and Apache started tapping his hands behind his back.  Then threw the roll of tape over to Flexx who tapped the mans ankles together. Apache rolled him back over and kneeled down face to face with the bloody man. 

“Do you know who I am, if you don’t you are soon going to find out!”

Apache slapped a piece of tape over the mans mouth.  Then both Flexx and Apache carried the man back to the Bugatti around the front of the pub. The man was squirming around trying to escape.  After the men got the body in the trunk Apache looked worried to the fromt door of the pub.  He looks over to Flexx to give direct orders.

”I think they are in there fighting, I want you to go and end that shit!  Kill them all and let’s go!”

Apache lights a cigarette as Flexx walks to the pub readying his gat.

“Yup,”

Flexx says as he makes his way through the back door, readying his gat. The back was cleared, and the crowd was in the main area sounding very amped up. He walks around the corner and he sees a crowd, it was bing and one of the thugs protecting his boss. As he entered the main area there was a thug as he made his way forward. He pistol whipped the thug and while on his knees in agony, Flexx executed him. One to the head.  The sound of the round going off attracted everyone's attention. The fight was paused and the small crowds attention was on Flexx.

“Can I have your attention please. It’s been fun, but it’s time for us to go. Bing! Taga..”

During the fight Taga had planted a few c-4 explosives ready to go. He also slapped a pretty thick chain across the front door so no one could leave.

“Go ahead and bring the car around back. The boss is waiting. Let’s go Bing.”

He kept his pistol up ready to fire on any movement. The crew exits the back and Flexx slowly backs out. As they exit the back they throw a chain on the back door, hop in the vehicle and make their way down the alley hitting the street. Taga looks over at Flexx.

“Go ahead brother”

Flexx says as he takes a blunt out and lights it.

BOOM 

There was a huge explosion behind Taga pressing the button on the remote.  Apache looked back the back to Flexx.

”Well if they weren’t dead they are now!”

The whole car started laughing.  The group got to a safe house a little down the Detroit street.  They drug the squirming body of the man behind the cafe shooting, into the garage and shut the door.  They taped him to a chair and Apach started to look for tools.  He found a hand torch sitting off to the side on a metal shelf he grabbed it and put it on the garage floor next to the man.  Then he found a pair of lock cutters.  He nodded and walked back to the man.  He put the pinkie finger of the man in the cutters.

”I’m going to give you one time and one time only to tell me who sent you to shoot as us in that cafe!”

The man chuckled and spit in Apaches direction.  Apache instantly pushed down clamping through the bone of the pinkie.  Before he could release the cutters the finger hit the floor.  The man let out a piercing screech.  Apache noticed the blood was coming fast he picked up the torch and began to solder the end of the gushing pinkie.  The fire must have hurt more than the cut because the man started to whimper.  About 3 fingers off later Apache had enough.  It was time to get the information needed out of this guy.  He grabbed the torch and started blasting the flame into the mans eye.  It looked as if it was melting shut  when the man yelled.

“Tyler Durden. It was Tyler Durden ok!”

Apache looked over at Flexx and nodded.  Flexx walked behind the man and put a 38. Caliber round into the back of his head, almost coming out of the melted eye.  The mans head slumped forward and blood started leaking out of his face.  Apache looked over at Bingato and Taga. 

“I need you two to go drop him in Lake Michigan!”

The two left with the body and brought it to the lake.  After dumping it in Taga went back to the car but Bingato stood there looking into the lake.  He looked scared and depressed.  Out of no where he lifted the gun and pulled the trigger at his own temple.  His lifeless body fell to the cement.  Taga freaked out, he didn’t know what to do so he started the car and floored it back to the headquarters.

Apache and Flexx back at the HQ. After hearing who was pulling the strings all they could do was sit for the moment and think. Think about the next step. They had figured but didn’t want to believe it was possible. They only knew that it was still more to do before this was actually over. The way it was going, you would think that it was never ending.  Flexx pulls out a blunt and lights it. He takes a long drag and passes it to Apache,

“Brother, looks like we have to get back on the durds again.”

He takes a shot of his drink, and all of a sudden they hear a screeching noise coming from out back. They both hop up and rush to the back to take a look. They see Taga in a bit of a panic. He hops out panting.  

“BING! …  He just pulled the trigger out of nowhere….   For no reason at all. “

Flexx looks over at Apache, and then back to Taga.

“Damn. I wonder what happen.?”

They all walk back into the HQ, and head to the office. They had to put this together, this was getting out of hand, and they needed to get a wrap on it as soon as possible.