The scene was set. Everything they needed was sat on the table, on one side of the room. Time to go get their man.

12 O'Clock.

Eddie jumps into his car and heads down to Vincent-Alo apartment. He hits the horn a couple times to let him know that he was outside. After waiting for a few minutes, Vincent appears outside and gets into the car. Eddie ignites the end of a cigarette and nods at Vincent. He pulls the car away from the sidewalk and drives down the road. One more person left to collect.

They park up just outside Phillip Morelli's apartment. Same routine. Phillip gets into the car, and they drive off to The Queen of Hearts. Once they arrive, Eddie parks round back so nobody knew they was going inside. They enter in through the back door and go downstairs into the basement of the club, where they normally stored all the booze so the agents wouldn't ever find it.

"Vincent, Phillip. Start getting things ready. I'll be back soon." Says Eddie to his two associates. He leaves the club and gets back into his car.

3 O'Clock.

Eddie pulls back up outside the back of The Queen of Hearts. He has someone in the trunk of his car. Going down to the basement once again, he finds that Vincent and Phillip was finished, now waiting on Eddie to come back for them. Eddie nods his head at the pair, and all three of them go back up to his car.

Vincent opens the trunk of the car, and together all three men pull the body out of the trunk. Vincent throws in a few punches to silence the guy's yells for help. What a character. Phillip laughs a little as he watches Vincent do what he did best. Eddie shakes his head. Typical of the guy. They start dragging the body downstairs, letting his head hit every step on the way down.

When they get him inside, they get him out of the body bag he was in, and they slam him down hard onto a table. Vincent and Phillip proceed to tie him down to the table, face up. Arms, legs and neck was tied down so he couldn't move. Eddie placed a bit of cloth into the guys mouth so he couldn't talk. 

All three men then left the club silently, got back into Eddie's car, and they went for a bite to eat.

6 O'Clock.

Show time. They arrive back at the club and go back downstairs. The guy is still there tied down to the table, mouth still stuffed shut and sweating like fuck. His eyes were all wet as if he had been crying for hours. Excellent.

"Vincent, get that hammer on the table would ya." Eddie asks Vincent. It was time to put the fear into this guy.

Watching Vincent go to work was a real thing of beauty. Eddie loved to see him go real evil on guys that won't talk. The guy seemed to be born for this line of work, and Eddie always had Vincent do it for him. Maybe it's because the guy loved to do it, who knows?

As Vincent began questioning the guy they had tied to the table, Eddie looks over at Phillip who was standing doing nothing.

"Mr Morelli go grab me the other package from my trunk. We need it."

Phillip nods his head and leaves to go grab the package. Eddie taps Vincent on the back of the shoulder.

"Rat fucker still won't talk huh? Give me a few minutes alone with him eh?"