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| A Day at the Airport | Started by: -TheJackOfHearts- on Feb 25, '08 19:22 |
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Jack adjusted the strap of his bag tentatively as he approached the security checkpoint Man oh man another day at the office, he thought as he placed his bag containing the well concealed cocaine he was moving before the waiting security guard. "Boarding pass," The guard grunted as he lazily searched the bag. "Huh, oh yeah here it is" "Hold it right there buddy, we've been waiting for you" The guard grabs Jacks arm as he whistles for reinforcements "Hang on fellas just what the hell do you think your doin?" Just then a guard cracks Jack on the back of the skull with a baton Jack awakens several hours later in an alley behind the main terminal "Damn they got my bag and my gun this was a fuckin' setup and somebody's gonna burn for it!" |
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Louis watches the irritated man bustle about down the side of the alley. He is in awe that such a distinguished figure has been pinched and set up. Looking down at his bag of contraband, then up at the airport doors, he comes to a realization "Oh fuck this." Tossing the bag to the side he heads down the alley and approches the fellow man of Vegas "Signore, someone such as yourself should not be caught oout here alone, is there anyway I can help?" |
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| Reply by: LouisGato at Feb 25, '08 20:28 | |
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Jack is dusting himself off as he sees someone approach Huh, oh yeah ya know what I could use your help, I'm gonna find whoever set me up like that and make them pay! lets go! Jack grabs the relative stranger and begins marching him towards a local safe house First we gotta get some supplies. |
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| Reply by: -TheJackOfHearts- at Feb 25, '08 20:54 | |
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Santino was leaning against a light post on the street when a police man approached him. The police man grabbed Santino and pulled him towards his car parked nearby. What are you doing, officer? Where are you taking me? I didn't do anything. I'm innocent. Despite his protests it appeared as if Santino was arrested as the police man pushed him in the back seat of the car. He drove the car a few miles to the headquarters of the organized crime family Santino worked for. The officer turned around and smiled at the mafioso in the back seat. Santino returned the smile and gave him an envelope full of money. Thanks for the ride. There's your bribe for the week. Next time don't push me so hard back here. You wrinkled my suit. The police man nodded, opened the envelope and moved the tips of his fingers across the money. He was happy with the pay off, "Tell your boss her money is always welcome, Santino my boy. By the way, I heard about a few guys ripping off a mob boss at the airport...." A few minutes later Santino got out of the car after hearing everything the police man said. He walked into the HQ and went straight to the phone to call Jack in Las Vegas. After a few rings Jack's secretary answered. Hello, Miss. This is Santino in Philly. Is Jack available? No? Oh, that's too bad. Will you give him a message from me? Tell him I know who roughed him up at the airport. I'll give him the names for a price. |
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| Reply by: Santino at Feb 25, '08 22:02 | |
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Jack unlocks the door to the safe house and moves for the phone Alright Louis let me check in and see what I can find out about this mess. Jacks eyes light up as he hears the news from his secratary Looks like the boys in Philly have a lead, we better stop of at my headquarters and pick up some weapons I don't like the idea of running into another trap without a gun. |
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| Reply by: -TheJackOfHearts- at Feb 25, '08 22:47 | |
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Nodding in understandment, Louis follows and watches Jack carefully, as he hangs up the phone, the mob boss draws eagerly on his ciggarette. "What're your intentions, Signore?" |
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| Reply by: LouisGato at Feb 25, '08 23:44 | |
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First we make contact with this Santino fella then we hear his terms, if he really does know who pulled this off I'm gonna hunt them down till every last one of them is dead! Come on my HQ is down this way. Jack begins walking down the street trying not to draw attention to himself but also maintain a quickened pace |
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| Reply by: -TheJackOfHearts- at Feb 26, '08 00:01 | |
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Nodding respectfully, Louis grabs some items and follows, staying close to the man and keeping his hat partially over his eyes "Would it be wise to pick up transport? I know a guy who may be able to assist us there, names Licata, Salvatore Licata" |
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| Reply by: LouisGato at Feb 26, '08 00:04 | |
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Santino was eager to make some money with the information he had from the police man. He packed a stash of heroin to sell to junkies on the strip then went to the airport to get on a flight from Philly to Las Vegas. After selling the heroin Santino checked into the a hotel and called Jack's HQ. Again the secretary answered. Hi, sweety. This is Santino again. Tell your boss I'm in Vegas. I'm staying at the Regent Hotel, but I'll be at the Star Casino for the next few hours. |
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| Reply by: Santino at Feb 26, '08 00:11 | |
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I just came back from a deal with one of my dealers in Las Vegas, just I arrived at my flat the phone rang "Sally, this is Louis." "Louis, my friend. How you doin'?" "I need your help, can you be at the Star Casino in a few?" "Sure, what do you need?" "Just grab a gun and come to the Casino." "What happened? You alright?" "Sure, it's about the mob boss from Las Vegas, we could use some help." "Right, I'll be there." I grabbed my gun and my coat. I whistled for the next cab. I was wondering what Louis is about |
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| Reply by: Salvatore-Licata at Feb 26, '08 08:09 | |
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Jack paced back and forth anxious to meet Santino at the Star Casino Alright Louis when your man get here we head up to the room and see what Santino has to offer. Keep an eye out, whoever got me the first time is good they might be all over this too. |
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| Reply by: -TheJackOfHearts- at Feb 26, '08 13:18 | |
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Meanwhile, in the Chicago airport, 47 has a similar incident at luggage pick-up Damn it! That son of a bitch took my suitcase! Get out of my way! The crowd ignores him as the man runs away with his suitcase. Oh shit. I have to find that case. Who the hell knew that I had nine million? The Cheese is gonna kill me if I don't find it. Checking his wallet, 47 realizes the desperate situation he's in. Ok, option 2: "win it all back in blackjack" is out. Who the hell would know what's going on here? I can't call the Cheese, or I'm dead. Maybe that new guy in Vegas can help. 47 finds a phone. Operator, get me Jack of Hearts in Vegas. Tell him it's important. |
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| Reply by: Mr_47 at Feb 26, '08 13:48 | |
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A young man comes bolting towards Jack and halts at attention at Jacks side "Boss I got wind from HQ that you had a problem and might need some muscle i just got off my plane and ran straight here" The kid catches his breath and revels quietly but proudly his newly acquired pistol. |
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| Reply by: Kierkegaard at Feb 26, '08 14:56 | |
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Santino is sitting at a blackjack table when he spots Jack and a few other men walk in the casino. He picks his chips up off the table and walks across the crowded casino towards them. I guess you got the messages I told your secretary to give you. Let's go have a drink. I have a lot to tell you. The group of men walk over to the casino bar where they sit at a table. Santino waits until a waitress brings drinks to the table before he starts talking. I got this information from one of my informers. I can't tell you who, but he's reliable. Looking around the table Santino can see Jack and the other guys are anxious to hear what he has to say. A group of airport security guards are ripping off guys like us, mafiosi. They're stealing drugs and money. I know the name and address of the guy who is the ring leader. How much is it worth to you, Jack? |
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| Reply by: Santino at Feb 26, '08 15:28 | |
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47 lands in Vegas, hoping to get some information from Jack of Hearts. He finds a payphone. Jack, it's 47. I'm in Vegas. My understanding is that you've been hit, too. Between us, they got me for nine million. The Cheese is going to fucking kill me if he finds out. I need to find these bastards before they skip the country with my cash and your contraband. The guy that took my bag was dressed as airport security. I'll be at The Cheese's summer house outside of town. |
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| Reply by: Mr_47 at Feb 26, '08 17:40 | |
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I take the black bag off my head to find I'm sitting in a room with only a chair and a stain on the carpet that reminds me of little joe taylor from when I was first starting out, before I found a family. The door opens and a tall muscle in a suit glares at me "He wants to see you." TripleD gets up and walks in to a room filled with stale cigar smoke attempting to cover up the stench of decay left from one too many executions. "It's been along time since our worlds have been on opposite sides. I want you to deliver a message to your world." Reality. To me, it's the same as waking up with a splitting headache in a dark alley in LA. I check my pockets. Nothing's taken from me, but stuffed in my pocket is a note with a key. "Go to the city central bus station and use this key to open the locker it belongs to. Take this gift to Vegas and give it to -TheJackofHearts-." Who the fuck was this guy? Why does it have to involve me? |
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| Reply by: TripleD at Feb 26, '08 18:36 | |
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