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Louie ran from the two mobsters behind him. The streets were dark and the only light was the illuminating moon. “Come on you damn prick, give up already!!!” screamed one of the mobsters. Suddenly there was a gunshot. Louie’s heart went cold and there was a sensational stabbing pain in his back. He dropped to the floor, as the burning pain swept him off his knees. “Got him!”. Louie clutched his chest, and saw that he was surrounded in his own blood. The gangsters kicked Louie in the face. “Damn it, I got his blood on my new pants.” murmured one of the mobsters. “I’m really sorry Louie…Salvatore is making us…I’ll see you around”. The mobsters both took out there guns and aimed it at Louie’s head. “At least I lived a good life” thought Louie…he then had flashbacks of what had led to his death. |
