Spiderman. That was the theme Michaeul wanted for his birthday party. Incase you were wondering who tf 'Michaeul' was, it is Michael's four yea old son. It was the european brand of Michael. If anyone knew Michaeul, NotCassi knew Michaeul very well. 

Spiderman cake. Spiderman party bags. Spiderman piñata. Even Spiderman himself made an appearance. Every kid in The Loop was invited. Invitations had been sent to many people abroad whether they would be able to make it or not. Michael was standing there with a proud smile as he watched his son enjoying the party when BillyJean, Michael's most trusted BG, whispered a message in his ear.

BillyJean also handed Michael a paper.

 The first thing Michael did was look at Matty. He had wanted to make sure he didn't slip out of the party, and was making some sort of joke. All he seen was one of Matty's bodyguards whispering into his ear too. Unless they were into that sort of thing, he must've been informing him of the hit list as well.

Michael scratched his head. Who was "her"? Unlike Calpain, there had been many "hers" in Michael's life. Her from last night. Her from this morning. Her that was scheduled for tonight. It wasn't the time or place to be thinking about this. Not only did someone hit list him while he was at the party, but he was listed for ONLY $10m? Michael was offended. Was he not as sexy as Striphe? Was he not as ruthless as one of the many, many, many (too many if you ask me) Simons? Surely Michael was worth $200m just like God. Michael is a divine name after all. Michael slipped the note into his pocket to worry about another time.