Infamous kept in mind that there was a blade to his neck forcing him to accept the hitman's offer. Taking a gulp he asked, "What is it that I must do?"

The man laughed then with a high pitch tone said "Your going to enjoy this deal of ours kid, You know that detective that's been following you? We want him dead just as bad as you do seems he is not a man of his word."

Infamous looked up stirred at the man's firing eyes "I am not a kid" He pauses for a moment before speaking again... "You don't know how badly I want that man dead, I've tried to perform this task multiple times but that prick gets protection from his peers. If I wanna eliminate him I might need help from an old friend of mine. If that is okay with you?"

Removing the blade off Infamous's neck the hitman walks toward the back of him slicing the ropes strapping him to the chair, "As long as the task is completed we don't care how it is done but if you cross us, your faith will match your enemies" Then he snapped his fingers and another man near by brought Infamous his weapons unloaded and smiled while he handed him a tied clear bag with all his gun clips.

As Infamous approached his favorite bar the peers around gave him a harsh look as he noticed the bullet holes from the night before. He walked over to Tim the bar owner and spoke in a low tone to make sure nobody else near heard him "Sorry about yesterday I didn't think that would happen, He slid an envelope to the man then a bundle of money. "That should cover the damages but I am in need of your assistance. I got involved with a group of hitmen. You know that man that shot up your place? He was a member of them, They need me to kill Detective Steve Moron, one of my worst enemies, this man is extremely dangerous as he is protected by many people I am not sure how to kill him I've tried many times in my past."

Timothy nodded his head in agreement as he opened the envelope, taking the wad of bills as he smiled tucking them in his vest pocket for safe keeping.

Thanks for the reimbursement comrade, even though it was for matters outside of your own control. As for the good detective...

Timothy lets his words trail off as he lights a smoke from his pack of Sobranies. With a flick of his wrist he extinguishes the match, discarding it hastily into the nearest ashtray as he continues.

As for the good detective, I know of a few friends down town that wouldn't mind seeing him have an 'unfortunate accident. Hell me too for that matter. Maybe we could team up with them and take care of a mutual thorn in our sides. What say you?

 Infamous with a sign of relief brushes his coat off, "Unfortunate accident you say that will be a winning plan cause if we go in shooting trying make a kill on him we will have a world of detective after us."

 Tim offered a cigarette but Infamous denied it as he reached into his coat pocket pulled a cigar then crewing off a piece as he lit the other end, A big formed smoke rose over head inhaling from the second puff flared up his face before he spoke again.

 "Who you planning to get involved in this? We are going to need a tough air tight group for this job?" He ashed the cigar on the ash tray near Tim awaiting for an answer.

Timothy poured himself a drink at the bar watching as Lord Infamous lit up his smoke. Lifting the glass and taking a sip, he held the glass firmly in his hand as he slowly rotated the ice cubes, letting them clink together against the sides.

Well, I heard of a new girl in town, has a lot of connections with her family line. She goes by the name of Lovegun and works at the dockyard. She tends to keep her operations down there rather hush hush, but I know she has access to a lot of local muscle. Just the manpower we'd need to make sure the job goes smoothly.

Timothy extinguishes his smoke in the ash tray, stirring the ashes as he gulps the last bit of his drink.

Let's head out, I'll drive.

Infamous grabs a hold the ash tray as Tim finished using it firmly turning off his cigar making sure he doesn't damage it then he placed it back into his coat pocket, He stood up from the bar stool "Let's go meet this new girl I am always willing to give a chance to somebody."

They exited the bar and entered Tim's Ford T-Roadster "Nice ride Tim haven't seen this one before I would ask where you got the money for it but knowing you I know it's best if I didn't." He laughed.

Pulling up to a building they stopped near before approaching it Tim looked over to Infamous "She's a bit crazy and gets wild at times but she will get the job done every time trust that." While he finish the last words they got out the car to enter the building.

LoveGun sat at the end of the docks, perched on one of the taller wooden polls that held the dock to the ground. She held a knife in her left which she was using to mindlessly dig the dirt out from under her right finger nails. The water lapped up against the dock's wood as a few young boys sat at the edge splashing their feet into the water.

LoveGun didn't know who they were, but she had picked them up off the street and hired them to help her unload the next shipment of bootlegged liquor. It was to arrive soon, but LoveGun grew impatient. The moon hadn't taken it's place high in the sky just yet, but that didn't mean she had time to diddle daddle all night with a bunch of kids.

"It was Satan."

"No, no, my pa told me someone giant came out of the woods and smacked it with his large hammer, makin' it crack like that."

LoveGun listened to the boys chat. They were discussing what caused the crack in the Liberty Bell that sat in town. She smiled at the one's accusation that the devil himself came up from his fiery layer to crack a bell. Oh, if they only knew.

"It was Satan!"

Agreed the third boy, making the first smile and the second go off into a more in depth story of the giant his father told him about. Just as the story was getting a little good a ship sailed into their view and started to come towards their dock. LoveGun jumped from her seat and walked towards the boys.

Well, if it be Satan, ye boys better stay away from that bell. No tell'n what would happen t' ye if ye touched it. Some say childr'n go miss'n just from be'n round it.

LoveGun told the boys, she could see surprise and terror touch each of their expressions, but they were already daring each other to touch it tomorrow as the boat docked.

I just need ye boys t' g't th' barrels off th' ship an' roll them aloft into that warehouse. Once ere be done come an' find me an' I'll pay ye fer your work.

She told them and turned around to go open up the warehouse and make sure no authorities were marchin' around tonight. As she walked up the dock she noticed are car pull up, LoveGun moved for her pistol. She didn't feel like trouble tonight, so when she recognized the men she pushed the gun back into it's holster.

Mr. Petrov and Mr. Infamous.

LoveGun greeted them. Of course she knew both of them, they both worked for her Godfather.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

She smiled at them in the dim light from the street lamp a few paces away. Her smile was more of a grin, LoveGun had never really figured out how to smile properly.

Looking over at the men loading the barrels from the docks to the warehouse behind LoveGun He begin to stir at the sky as the sunset hit "Nice day it is if only the mood was the same" Then glanced down to floor as he told her the story about a some his younger day playing out in ocean till dawn come out before he cause finish Tim interrupted him as he said "We don't got time for that it's getting late."

Infamous knotted agreeing "Well we've come to ask for your help into a mission I've been placed on by Hitmen, I will payout big for your risk in helping us do keep in mind this will not be easy and a very dangerous job, Though Tim tells me your bit wild so this shouldn't bug you too much."

A silence stood in the air as a flock of birds passed she looked as she was confused what to do, One man from the docks come up right beside her "My lady are this men getting you trouble?" Wondering what the man thought of them Infamous studied his fingers before anything happened she pulled out a money clip with a bundle of money "Here's your cut and your brother's cut you guys are dismissed for the today, I'll hitch a ride with this two fine gentlemen."

Again looked that the sky one last time for old times sake before they walked off to Tim's car. They needed a plan so Infamous asked to take him to the gentleman's club since that's where he did most his planning but the whole ride he looked out the window in a silent not sharing his thoughts just yet.

B'fore I g't into th' car wi' ye two I need t' know what sort o' business this be. Who's involved in this.

LoveGun leaned her body against the cars door and looked from Mr. Petrov to Mr. Infamous.

Ye were hired by a hitman t' take out this detective?

Infamous had explained what exactly happened that night and how everything started cause the hitman he killed which warn the hitman's group to Infamous making the deal to save his life but also how this all lend back to the detective.

He told LoveGun "You don't have to enter this car with us cause once you join there's no turning back on your decision, Remember I said it wasn't going be easy you can't coward out at the end just cause you scared" He watched her then spoke again "Decided before entering" He hopped into the car waiting for her to think.

LoveGun raised her left eye brow at the reply.

I'm not scared.

She said smoothly, even though she did not take being called a coward kindly or even being eluded that she'd ever be a coward. LoveGun looked Mr. Infamous square in his eyes as she spoke.

Here's th' th'n. If someone in th' Godfather's family be threatened, specially wi' their life, well that's a threat I take fer myself as blastedly well. So, what we be go'n t' do first be take out this hitman that be threaten'n ye.

LoveGun opened the car door and took a seat.

Aft we take out these fools that be threaten'n ye then we'll take care o' your detective.

She found his eyes in the mirror.

Now Mr. Infamous, reakon that ye work fer Godfather Premeir an' no one else. Be ye in or out cause I don't need any cowards at th' end when things g't heavy. This decision be all yours, I will kill these hitmen either way. I will nay tolerate anyone try'n t' order any Inquisition member round who be nay myself or th' Godfather. So, ye in? Mr. Petrov?

Timothy nodded slowly as he looked back into the mirror at Lovegun, his eyes glaring in determination as he rounded the next corner sharply.

I'm in this to the very end I can assure you Miss. We'll show these chumps what happens when they mess with the family.

Rain spattered against the pavement as the three mobsters cruised the streets in the Roadster as they traveled onwards to the site of Lord_Infamous' initial kidnapping. Tension filled the silence in the car cab save the faintly audible noise of the engine as it revved arduously.

With a passing glance, Timothy motioned towards Lord_Infamous, prompting him to open the glove box letting loose a cache of ammunition as it filled the space between them.

Help yourself everyone! Lord knows we'll need plenty to take down all the meatbags protecting this low life!

The engine grew faint as it's efforts dampened as Timothy lifted his foot up taking gas from the engine. Unrolling the window and flashing a big grin, Timothy stuck his elbow out as he surveyed the building having arrived at their chosen destination.

Infamous requested to stop near couple blocks away by a friend's house he wanted to pick up some dynamite as he devised his plan for those hitmen, He told them he planned to blow a hole from one side of the fish factory as they come in from the other side gunning them all down. Wouldn't be a easy task as this men are skilled with guns but the explosion would help a bit with a few though he explained.

They arrived at the factory they went over to left side seeing it was more a darker under the sky night setting the dynamite down they heard a group of men approaching knowing if they sound off their guns the whole building would be alarmed about our presents Infamous warned his friends about the men also telling them "We need to take them down without making any noise I will go try to ask for direction like if I am lost, While you use my pocket knifes to silence them."

After the two guards walking around the building were out of the picture it was time to finish the operation to take out the hitmen, They prepared to enter the building as they set off the dynamite... Guns blazing air the air the faces on the hitmen as stunned to being hit Infamous and his friends took cover behind couple metal creates to avoid being shot they decided to take their shots wisely as those men where skilled killers with a few down from the blast it left a few still standing but a easier battle to fight. Infamous saw the leader still alive he pulled out with an revolver took shot at Infamous left shoulder a hit, As Infamous hit the floor he made a loud scream of pain forcing himself back to the fight he gain power to return on his feet looking over his friends finished off the hitman but the leader was only one left hiding in cover then the lights from the warehouse went out just our luck, A laugh come from ahead as they saw the warehouse door flew open and the leader escape trying to chase him once outside they heard tires peeling out and a loud motor roar as the car disappeared and faded into the sky night.

Infamous collapse to the ground due to the amount of blood lost "I need to go to the hospital." He low toned

Infamous was released from the hospital stumped that the leader hitman escaped, No clue  his ware abouts Infamous told Tim that man's death can wait we need my enemy out the way first there is no telling what he might know right now. "Where's Lovegun she didn't come to the hospital?" Infamous stepped into Tim's car while they drove to the bar to skim up a plan, They pulled up at Tim's bar "Hey Tim you got any of that good cooking I am hungry all I had was that hospital cooking wasn't great as your!"

After he ate from Tim's bar Infamous decided he had to continue his quest a lone due to the danger the mission brought to others and himself. This wasn't just about seeking one man's story ending or just to eliminating his enemy any more, This detective seek for full jail time ending Infamous drug career and involving him with bad hit men whom shot him.  He took a ride a long the highway parked on the cliff over head the city glooming night sky and city lights devising a plot, A car pulled up a figured shadow jumped out as it confronted Infamous he kept his hands ready waiting for any quick movement to draw for his gun. The figure picked off his hat reviling it was detective Steve Moron "So I reckon you've been searching to destroy me a little birdie told me I could find you here, I could of had you behind bars or killed by now I kept you alive." Infamous easing off his gun throw it to the floor hearing what the man had to say "Why those hit men want you dead? Why did that hit man you hire come after me that night if wanted to keep me alive?"  Steve dived to the floor picking up the gun arose quickly to aiming at Infamous's head "Those hit men deserved what you gave them they hit my son, So I throw couple men behind bars for it doesn't compare the pain they caused me. I sent that hit man after you cause I thought you made the hit on my son all those years we battle in rivalry come down to this and tonight it will all end." Infamous made no expressions he turn started walking slowly "Shoot if you must I am done here you are right about one's story ending here."  Steve chuckling at Infamous reply pulled the trigger a blast came from the barrel of the gun a small explosion instantly burning the flesh off Steve's hand then scrawly  scream "My hand what is this why aren't you died." Infamous pulled the other gun he had from under his coat turning back around "you thought I throw my gun down at my own mercy I knew you be a fool to try grab it, I jammed the bullet so if a other bullet hit it and some gun powder would make a spark." Infamous picked up the man and shot both his kneecaps. Tossing him in his truck he drove off into the dark night with a evil smile on his face.

After he ate from Tim's bar Infamous decided he had to continue his quest a lone due to the danger the mission brought to others and himself. This wasn't just about seeking one man's story ending or just to eliminating his enemy any more, This detective seek for full jail time ending Infamous drug career and involving him with bad hit men whom shot him. 
He took a ride a long the highway parked on the cliff over head the city glooming night sky and city lights devising a plot, A car pulled up a figured shadow jumped out as it confronted Infamous he kept his hands ready waiting for any quick movement to draw for his gun. The figure picked off his hat reviling it was detective Steve Moron "So I reckon you've been searching to destroy me a little birdie told me I could find you here, I could of had you behind bars or killed by now I kept you alive."
Infamous easing off his gun throw it to the floor hearing what the man had to say "Why those hit men want you dead? Why did that hit man you hire come after me that night if wanted to keep me alive?" 
Steve dived to the floor picking up the gun arose quickly to aiming at Infamous's head "Those hit men deserved what you gave them they hit my son, So I throw couple men behind bars for it doesn't compare the pain they caused me. I sent that hit man after you cause I thought you made the hit on my son all those years we battle in rivalry come down to this and tonight it will all end."
Infamous made no expressions he turn started walking slowly "Shoot if you must I am done here you are right about one's story ending here." 
Steve chuckling at Infamous reply pulled the trigger a blast came from the barrel of the gun a small explosion instantly burning the flesh off Steve's hand then scrawly  scream "My hand what is this why aren't you died."
Infamous pulled the other gun he had from under his coat turning back around "you thought I throw my gun down at my own mercy I knew you be a fool to try grab it, I jammed the bullet so if a other bullet hit it and some gun powder would make a spark." Infamous picked up the man and shot both his kneecaps.
Tossing him in his truck he drove off into the dark night with a evil smile on his face.