Tommy shifts nervously in his seat, he definitaly was not supposed to be involved in this. He looks up at Fowler

Do you know who it was?

Marty walks out of the bathroom and walks up to the table.

Hey guys, what did I miss?

He looks at Fowler, and his grin disappears.

What happened.

" The man who was delivering the package, he is the guy who is lying in the lane up the road covered in a sheet." Fowler says

"No i dont, need to keep an ear out and listen if anyone is selling a kilo of coke."

Fowler then gets up and and pats marty on the back.

"Give me a call if you hear anything." He says

He then turns to face Tommy "It was good to meet you, will see you about."

Fowler then walks out into the busy streets and disappears.

Tommy was a little confused, the man had just been robbed of a potential ten thousand dollars, but yet he seemed to be doing nothing about it. Well, it wasn't his business anyways. Tommt got up and gave a slight nod to SINGER. He than turned to Marty and done the same before stepping away from the table. 

Its been ... interesting, meeting you two. If you don't mind, I think I'll head home for the night.

Tommy smiled at both men than left the bar, on the way home he crossed the murder scene once again. He looked at the body being loaded into the ambulance and couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor bastard that was idiotic enough to steal from a ranked mafioso.

"WHAT FAMILY ARE YOU IN! Fowler screams.

"IM NOT IN ONE!" The man splutters out.

Fowler grabs his gun and presses it again the mans throat.

"ONE LAST FUCKING CHANCE BEFORE I PLASTER THE FLOOR WITH YOUR WINDPIPE!!"He yells, He then cocks the gun and begins to tighten his grip.

"IM NOT IN ONE, WE THOUGHT WE COULD GET LUCKY AND ROB THE GUY!!!" He screams out.

Fowlers face changes and stops pressing the gun into the mans throat.

"Explain" He says.

"We seen him walking down the alley way, we needed some cash so we thought that we could rob him, But he put up a fight and pulled a gun on us so Tommy shot him. He dropped his gun and i ran over and picked it up, Tommy and the other guy searched him and stole his car keys, after that i dont know what happened i just ran!" The man screams

In rage Fowler put the gun to the mans throat and shot him, He flopped to the ground with blood pouring from his neck.

"He part of my family." Fowler says as he stands up, He then wipes the tip of his gun and places it back into his holster. He then tips the couch over and and pulls everything out the drawers. He then leaves the apartment and walks outside, He spots an officer and approaches him.

"Officer, i just heard 2 men arguing and then there was a loud bang! it came from the apartments!" Fowler says in a worried tone of voice.

"Dont worry sir, I will go check it out. Just you go to the bar and have yourself a good night." The officer replys, He then starts walking towards the apartments where Fowler came out of.

"Thank you sir." Fowler says as he walks off down the streets, He finds a payphone and calls Marty.

Tommy's appartment was just a five minute walk down the street, he heard the gunshot. As he glanced out his window, he could make out a man and a police officer talking. Damn rats, he thought to himself. He ignored it and settled down with a bottle of beer in front of the fire with his radio blaring beside him.

Yes, it'll be done, boss.

Marty hung up the diner's phone and walked out of the door, he opened the trunk of the car and pulled out an oak baseball bat. He jogged to Tommy's house and kicked in the front door.

Where's the fucking coke! Where the fuck is it?!?

He holds the tip of the baseball bat to Tommy's throat, who is sitting in his living room with a beer listening to the weather.

"Dammit Marty!" Fowler says as he slams down the phone.

"He is probably lying in bed with about 5 other women." Fowler mutters to himself.

He leans against the Payphone and lights a cigar, He then takes a puff and blows the smoke infront of him. Just through the smoke he could see the kid at the bar, He then thinks to what his name was.

"Ahh fuck, Whats his name again. Was it Tony....Nahh it wasnt that, it was Tommy, thats it." Fowler mutters to himself.

He then pauses and remembers that the man said a guy called Tommy was there. Then Fowler thought about Tommy following him about. He threw the cigar down and walked over towards the apartments. He gets to the front door and opens and starts reading all the door names until he finds Tommy Carroll.

He then knocks the door and he can hear music playing from the other side.

Nevermind that post above lol i thought marty did not write in this haha my bad 

Tommy jumped back and almost fell over

Marty, what the fuck!

He stood back up and set down his drink

I don't have the damn coke. There was a stiff seriousness in his voice. Some punk down the block tried to sell it to me, as a sample for going into it full-time. He said he was working for the Turks.

Tommy sat down again feeling a little less frightened. He grabbed his beer and motioned for Marty to take one.

Fowler was standing outside of Tommys door, He heard him say something about Turks. Fowler walked into Tommys apartment.

"You said something about Turks? What the fuck would the Turks want with me!" Fowler says.

Marty looked around, and smashed a vase that is in the reach of his bat.

How the fuck did that Turk find out your name?!? Huh bitch?

He smashes the coffee table.

Where is the coke! If you don't have it, then who does!? The fucker mentioned your name, so you're now involved! Did you see anyone else go talk to the rat fuck bastard hood after he was done talking with you?!?

Hey, fucking watch what your doing and let me finish!

Tommy stood up

You see the kid was lying. The Turks only bring in heroin, so I knew there was something wrong. We were in the alley down the road when this all happened. He was there with the coke, then these two guys pop outa nowhere and start blastin'. I shot the kid and took off down the alley. I was just gettin something to eat in the grill when I heard the other guy that was with you mention about the cops and I thought they were out for me, so I started following you guys around.

"Whoah Whoah Whoah....Are you saying that you shot my boy?" Fowler growls out.

He then clenches his fists.

If your boy was the guy laying up the road dead then yeah, but I don't have your coke. The other two guys made off with it. I was happy to get out alive.

Tommy notices Fowler clenching his fists and prepares himself for a fight, he glances over at Marty who was gripping the bat tightly. All Tommy could do now was wait for their reaction

"Do you know who the guys are?" Fowler asks.

No idea, I just hauled ass outa there

"Grab your coat, your coming with us, we are gonno go hunting." Fowler says with a smile on his face.

Tommy turned and let out a sigh of relief as he grabbed his jacket. He put it on and looked at Fowler then at Marty

Are you ready or do you wanna smash up my appartment a bit more?

"Lets go." Fowler says.

He exits the apartments and walks down the street, He then stops next to a black car and waits for tommy and marty.