Dean was out and about drinking with some old buddies of his from the war; Alec Griswold, Tristan Ruth, and Stephen Barger. He was in the casino down in South Philly. The boys were on a hot streak, Dean was happy to see they were winning it ment they could pay him back when he gave them to enjoy themselves tonight. The three of them were having a loud time though Tristan was being rather loud about his winning, "THAT'S THREE GRAND UP BOYS!!!" he screamed. God damn near every man in the place was looking at him. Dean decided it was time to gather his friends and get them out of there while he still could. Alec and Stephen were over at the roulette table so Dean collected them first.

"Hey boys it's about that time isn't it." They both nodded they had been at it for hours they both seemed to win a little bit of money nothing major but enough to make them happy. The three men then went to Ruth, "Hey bro it's time to go." Tristan spins around from the blackjack table. "Let's fucking go!" he springs up and grabs his winnings to go cash out. As the four men walk out, a group follows them out but keeps their distance. 

Tristan runs up to a fountain as they are walking back to his flat, and throws up all over it. As he does Alec and Dean start laughing, Stephen chimes in "Hey boys I'm goi..." his mouth opens wide and he drops to his knees. The was a man standing behind him with a knife in his back, he then twists the blade and Stephen falls to ground. He survived the war just to be killed by a coward with a knife. Just as Ruth picks his head up out of the fountain, four more men run out of the shadows. All with guns drawn, they make the other three men empty their pockets and rummage through Stephens pockets. 

They take nearly twelve grand from Dean, three from Ruth, and a couple hundred bucks from Alec before disappearing. Dean who is pissed, says to his friends. "Y'all take him to a hospital! I'm going to hunt those fuckers down!" Dean disappears and heads to his butchery to assemble a hit squad.

Dean went home after getting a hit squad to go and find the robbers who killed his old war buddy, he slept through the night waking only once to scream much less than his usual three to four times. Dean woke around four in the morning to a man barging into his bedroom, Dean springs up and grabs his pistol. Just as he does the light turns on and it's Arthur his head of security. "Boss you need to come see this!" Arthur said in a rushed voice you could tell he was out of breath. Dean gets dressed quickly and walks out of his bedroom to see a young man who looks somewhat familiar kneeling beat to shit in his living room.

"Who the fuck is this kid?" Dean asks, "He's the last one of your robbers who is still alive. Apparently the leader." Dean looks at the kid who couldn't be more the sixteen, "Kid what the fuck were you thinking?" the kid has tears in his bloody swollen eyes, "Sir I just needed money my mother was sick, the other kids were the ones who wanted to hurt yall. I just got them together so we could split the money of a big winner in the casino." Dean shakes his head he didn't want to kill this kid but he also couldn't appear weak. "Whats your mothers name son?" he winches not wanting to answer but does. " Her name is Mary Rosen, sir.." Dean nods to the kid. "Alright kid I'll tell you what, I will make sure your mother gets the money she needs to see a doctor and I'll say it was from you." the kid looks visually scared, "What's going to happen to me?" Dean shakes his head and looks the kid in the eye before taking a heavy breath. "Well son you left me no choice, you kill a friend of mine and I usually kill everyone you love. I'll take it easy on you though and just kill you." the kid starts to cry and scream trying to fight back the men holding him were far to big to be overpowered by a child. "Get him out of here." Dean nods to Arthur, no man in that room was leaving it happy but they knew what must be done there was no way they could appear weak for no one not even a kid trying to help his sick mother.

Dean went back into his room grabbed a bottle of his favorite rum and began drinking this decision away as he did with so many others.