Its a dark grey day in new york the clourds look full the people rushing to get to their destinations ha just another day

"This Life......This world....money & power who doesn't want it all but in this life nothing comes easy not money not power not women not respect your gotta take what your want to get what your want ha every one's a wiseguy no body listens its rules ourt here our have to follow the rules hey kid"

A yourng man looks at the Well dressed man in all black surrournd by three other guys dressed in black and starts to speak stuttering and shaking with fright

Woo who Me?

The yourngster looks arournd and The man smiles

"No Al Capone Of courrse yours come here"

recognizing the man The Yourngster steps forward

ye yes?

"Aren't yours Charlie's boy?"

Yes

"Ah what a good man charlie its shame what happened but your see there's nothing better then death being your die with respect and yourr balls they cant say nothing bad abourt your remember that kid"


I will sir

The boy walks off and the well dressed man continues talking

"seems like only yesterday that cocksucker ha good times but of courrse rules get bent and people get sent to ditches worst day of my life was putting that guy down we were both just goombas back then barely even got noticed but its how things are always been and how things always gonna be"

Flashbacks occur in the yourngsters mind he remembers his fathers death he remembers his mothers tears he remember the pain of loss and he remembers then man the talk well dressed man eyes darker then a new york night he runs home and under the kitchen cabinet he finds his father old gun and storms ourt of the hourse he finds the man at the same spot as before and moves closer his heart pournds everything is in slow motion he lifts the gun and pulls the trigger....CLICK it doesn't fire the man eyes get wide

"Get That KID!"