(OOC: Open RP, anyone can join . Please, I enjoy RPing.  Anything that happens in this RP is not intended for actual IG, any pain inflicted, shots fired at, or etc should not be taken too seriously. Tbh I kind of want two lines where one line is hitmen that are actual RPers, and the other line are the people that come aid me from the hitmen.)

Jonny shut his book and quickly put it in his office's desk, the right hand drawer, right next to his .38, to be exact... At that moment, he was thinking about that good read, it was an early copy, not even mass-produced yet... Then someone walked in his office... Jonny spoke up first.

What do you want...

Well, boss, I just got a report in from mikey off of the streets... You know, our contact up on the north side of town?

I know who he is... What does he want, cut to the chase.

Jonny was getting impatient and his hand ligered over his book and his pistol.

He said there was a hit ordered on you and some others... But those were all carried out, they were small time. I heard that there is a squad of hitman coming to kill you.

Jonny goes silent and the thug leaves Jonny's office... Jonny picks up his phone. He dials in a number and it rings three times, halfway through the fourth ring someone picks up.

Hello?

Hey, Joe. It's me, Jonny. I have a favor to call in. Looks like some people want me to make some spaghetti sauce... The thing is, I need more noodles. If you catch my drift.

Some murmuring is heard on the other line, the man yells to his associates to call contacts, and jonny hangs up... The men should be on their way... But the only thing is... Who is he facing, and more importantly, who wants him dead.... Jonny looks at the door, waiting for his men. He sat there, thinking about who was plotting to kill him, and where they are at that moment...