Today was the day that all things would fall in place for the goodness of the organization and the betterment of the business aspirations between two friends. For the last little while the both of them separated in order to better handle the ongoing situation in Seattle. John has been keeping at his bar mostly, but that if anything a mere front, he had sent feelers out to find the various fucks on the list. The dominoes had all be aligned and John could easily say he had replayed this day a million time’s over in his head. With the first two “guest scheduled to get picked up at the same time all their resources were disposed to this one operation, for John and TheMadness knew that this would cement their futures in the rainy city. John had just made a call to set in motion the first phase of the operation, he knew by now he’d better get off his ass and do his part. Taking the last sip from his espresso as he gets up from his seat from Sacramoni’s. Just as he does the phone rings, John answers the voice on the other line an associate. “John that guy with the garbage problem... he just turned up...” Johns eyes widen as he nods.

“You keep following him, I want to know where he goes. If our homework was right he should be stopping off at that house with that slut secretary of his..First things first did you find out? Is she carrying?”

There is a pause on the phone as John can hear his associate clear his voice before relaying the information... “yes...” John hangs up the phone. The entire while since the refused expansion to the sanitation contract he wanted, Johnny Sack made the focus on the Sanitation Bureau Chief, to an up most uncanny level. Days he would sit with a coffee in one hand smoke in the other and hear about this pricks day to day life. Which sites he visited. Even the fucking bologna sandwich he ate John was informed about. The only thing dirty about the prick would be the cutbacks he would send to the mayor. It was clear the civilian hierarchy wanted to be the gangsters in Seattle. But now with this new element John felt he had another way to get what he wanted. It now become evident the Chief's appetites had got the best of him, and in the end showed his own hand. John and his friends were in the business of jumping on such an opportunity.

John could see the mental clock in his head at his had played so many times before. The business manager the sanitation chief then the big tuna himself. John switching from coffees to a nice scotch, as planned out as everything was his nerves still got the best of him. When dulled he flashes a single smile. The joys of the job nothing compared to the reunion between himself and The Macho King at the rendezvous. A simple house in a nice neighborhood, no finished basement just in case those civilians involved got cute. Johnny was just getting a glimpse At the money that was being taken by these fucks. In truth all he and his partner wanted was a fair shake of the rackets, these fucks greed giving the green light for The Madness and Johnny Sack to take it all..

“Fuck it and fuck them...”

The phone began to ring again as John finishes the last of his drink, nothing like chasing a strong sip of scotch with a drag of his cigarette as he picks up the phone... “They are there boss, at the woman’s house just the two of them.... “ John ashes out his cigarette knowing the time was now to make the move on the prick. He hangs up the phone before he makes his way out of Sacramoni’s, Jimmy Patrile holding his umbrella as he makes his way to the vehicle. Checking the trunk he finds what is needed, rope and a couple of gags. Silencer laying nearby he grabs it and tucks it away in his pocket. Taking the Opportunity to check the magazine of his gun before tucking into the car. Sliding over to the drivers seat as he begins to make his way to one of the newly developed neighborhoods of Seattle. A certain smirk on his face as he continues up the road ways, it was his dearest wish to catch this motherless fuck with his pants down. Everything had to go smooth, and for a moment the smirk faded as his mind ponders back to the first phase, The Madness and what he was about to do. The rains were heavy in Seattle, and the storm was growing more fierce with each and every moment, not even nature itself would stop what was about to happen.

The whole trip to the house where the sanitation official and his squeeze on the side we’re getting friendly, John couldn’t help but think about the average people he peered thru the window at. Wondering just how they could settle for such mundane lives, John on the other hand was moments away from one of the more thrilling aspects of this thing of ours. As refined as he may be there was always still a part of him that enjoyed being out there. But unlike other ventures this one of the most importance. And already with the information was he formulating a way to get that motherless fuck official to play ball. The conversation up front by his damn associates didn’t help to add to the thinking process by now Jimmy Patrile inquiry’s getting a little stale. “So Joey what about the big guy how are we going to handle him it ain’t going to be too easy.” John merely glared at the back of peeps head, Peeps by  glancing at the mirror gave him a glimpse of Johns look, Peeps just shrugging his shoulders. John now striking the back of Jimmys seat practically yelling after he removes the smoke from his mouth. 

“Jesus fuck are you taking stuff down for the Seattle inquirer now? What’s with all the questions? Your making me feel uneasy Jimmy. ... you want me to send you home because I swear to Christ if you don’t pipe down!! Peeps! Your about to miss the turn !”

Johns urgency for the turn having his driver pull all the stops the tires squeal as the vehicle narrowly missed another to make the sudden turn. “Holy fuck Joey.” John could hear  the loud  mouth exclaim, and for the most part found the whole ordeal amusing. Joey now laying off the throttle ad they draw closer and closer to the house.  The neighborhood nice and calm despite the little maneuver, and as the car crept into the driveway the lights of the home remain off. John ordering the engine to be cut once again returning the neighborhood to silence. The three exiting the vehicle with their bag of goodies.  Each being handed binders and a baton before Joey remarks. “Remember what was said Jimmy.. Shhhhh” in the moment Both John and his driver stared at Jimmy after John gives an approving nod. who in turn shrugs muttering “what?!. “ John shakes his head sliding the mask over his face before he makes his way to the side door of the abode.  Going back to his early days he begins to pick the lock, and much to his surprise and perhaps luck his associates keep quiet during the crucial entry into the home.

It was time and John had checked his watch and in this precise moment things should be going to plan on the other side of the city the three men creep up the steps towards the bedroom, by chance the dirty deeds have subsided and the two were merely freshening up. As the bedroom door is kicked open the woman yells out with a high pitched scream.. this catching the officials attention. “Shut up you stupid bitch..” Jimmy and Joey find themselves muttering as they grab her to subdue her with the restraints. The official walking out of the van confused to what is happening. “What in the...”Crack! The baton hits the side of the mans knee bringing him down with one swift blow. John standing over him... “what do you want? What? “... John merely looks down with his cold eyes, the woman’s screams muddled by the gag now as he winds up and swings a few more time at his legs being sure not to break them them not just yet... “please please ...” The official can be heard saying as he is flipped over gagged and restrained.  Joey dragging the woman out of the house as Jimmy and John took care of the fat fuck official. 

“Get them in the car, we can’t afford to be late because these fucks want to struggle... Play the fuck along or I’ll blow her brains out myself you got it?”

John tosses the baton aside putting his pistol to the companions head, Hammer back before he gets a muffled addition to no resistance. John forcing them two of them via gunpoint into the car. Himself sitting in the back with the two, he changed things up I trusting Joey in the passenger to hold them at gunpoint along with him. John wasn’t too sure but at the time he had a feeling that this move might have saved his own life. As the operation went on the cob webs themselves being removed with each moment of success and better understanding of the overall picture.  So far John was pleased with the way things were turning out so far, in his mind tho he could only hope on the other end things were going as smoothly if not flawlessly. The short term destination for the group obviously the pre-known meeting area established by Himself and TheMadness.