Alonzo walked over to his father's grave with a tear in his eye and a silver beratta in his hand. Alonzo was a dangerous man at the moment. He went in to his pocked and pulled out a picture. A young man who had that forgetful face. The picture was in black and white and had a large coffee stain on the right side. Alonzo, stuffed it back it back into his pocket and walked over to his father's grave. Laying a red rose and then wandering off his car.

He drove and he drove until he got to the target's address. Alonzo parked the car and waited for the man to walk down the stairs. To walk into his death. Alonzo, began screwingt the silencer on when to his luck a man that looked like the one in the picture began to come out his front door. The man seemed to have been with 4 BG's and gettin' a clear shot wasn't easy. He had one shot. One chance. He didn't have time to double check on the picture otherwise the target would be long gone. He rolled down the window and fired. Straight headshot, Alonzo dashed the gun and stamped his foot into the accelarator and speeding off to his HQ.

Alonzo, brought out his phone and called Hound.

It's done boss!

Those three words of confirmation was all that was needed, when Hound began shouting back on the phone.

WHAT D'YOU MEAN IT'S DONE. HE WAS ACROSS THE STREET JUST A MIN. AGO. ALFONZO TOOK HIM OUT FOR US.

What? I just shot.. OH FUCK! I just shot the wrong person. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. He was a LHM aswell. Ahhh fuck.

You better get your ass back here... PRONTO!  

Alonzo, began gettin' mixed-emotions. He knew there was a bullet waiting for him when he got to St. Louis's pearly gates. But on the bright side, atleast his shot was gettin' better. 

Ahh fuck, fuck, fuck! 

Alonzo began chanting. He was beginning to shit himself.

When he got to Hound. There was no BG anywhere, there was no Gun in sight. Infact, when he talked with Hound it turned out to be the LHM of TylerDurden that he took out. Not the LHM of an ally. 

Alonzo took a deep breath, paid his respect to Hound. And walked out to sell his drugs. 

PopPopShinebox nods his head in enjoyment.