The man had just awoken to the sound of the steady rain hitting off of his window. He wasn't getting a great nights sleep anyway; knowing what his day had in store for him. He wipes the sweat from his forehead, gets up and out of bed. Getting changed quickly, and checking his watch to make sure he wasn't running late. 
 
  
  The mans name is Marco. Marco is loyal and hard working member of his family trying to get his name out there. Big, strong guy but doesn't always think before he acts. He has been known for getting unwanted attention drawn to himself, and the crew. Today, that couldn't happen. 
 
  
  Marco was making his way to the tailors to pick up his new suit. He wanted to make an impression on the boss knowing later on today he would be receiving his prestigious Made Man rank. Entering the shop he greets Antonio the young man who always helped him out when he was there. Antonio nods and goes to the back of the shop and brings up Marcos new suit. Marcos eyes lit up as soon as he saw it, knowing he would be wearing that later when he receives his honor. 
 
  
  After leaving the tailor Marcos stomach begins to growl. In order to get some money and eat he stops by at the local post office and makes a withdrawal. Counting the loot he made from the PO he sets some aside to give up to the big guy. Once again checking his watch to see how he was doing on time. Noticing he had about an hour before the boss was expecting him he decides to stop at a local pub and have a drink. 
 
  
 Once inside the bar Marco orders a rum and coke and grabs a seat in the corner by himself trying to mind his own business. But cant help but over hear some loud mouthed Gangster at the other end of the bar. Deciding to keep to himself Marco pulls out a pack of cigarettes lights one up and takes a gulp off his drink. Not being able to take his eyes off this obnoxious kid the young man notices this and calls Marco out on it. 
 
  
  "What in the hell do you think you're looking at?!? Best mind your own business before I come over there and handle it for you." 
 
  
  Marcos blood began to boil, he reaches inside his jacket pocket for his gun but notices a tattoo on the kid before he pulls it out. -48. He would have to let this one go for now, normally Marco didn't care about this type of thing, but being that he was getting his button later, he didn't want to jeopardize anything. So he just gets up and leaves, but the face of that kid is fresh in his mind. 
 
  
 Now was the time. The time Marco had been waiting for, its time for him to become an official member of the family. Marco, his boss and other big time members were sitting around a table eating, sharing stories, and laughs. As Marcos boss stood up and began speaking about him and the time he has spent there, the work he has done. Marco begins feeling very relaxed, and confident. Once he finishes speaking Marco stands up and says a few words of his own. Afterwards the boss slides him an envelope, which contained a blue print of an art gallery and a list with a few familiar names on it. 
 
  
  Marco had always wanted to run his own organized crime and now he would finally get the chance. Picking up the phone he calls a few crew members to get them all together and come up with a game plan. The group of guys he wanted to involve in this he had known for awhile. They were all local small time mobsters trying to make it just like Marco. But one guy stood out in particular, people called him Bone. Bone was a loud mouth which has kept him from getting his button. Marco always compared him to a Chihuahua all bark and no bite. 
 
  
  Bone was all over idea from the start, changing plans, times, and weapons. It was almost as if he were in charge. Marco didn't let it bother him, he kept his mind on the task at hand. As the men headed outside they all piled up in Marcos car and headed to the gallery. Once there they circled the block a few times trying to figure out the best place to enter. Once they finally pulled over Bone was more than ready to get the party started, he was the first one out of the car and he ran up to the gallery without the others and made his way in. Marco just shook his head and waited for the others.  
 
  
  Everyone knew what was expected of them, they had it all planned out. Go in grab a few paintings, and get out, simple, harmless, hopefully. Marco gathered everyone together just outside of the gallery, but Bone was still missing. A very uneasy feeling came about him, he became nervous. He then decided to try and do the job with just the two other men and himself. As the men reached the front door Marco began to start picking the lock, once completed he opens the door and steps in. Having one of the men come with him and the other stay and watch guard. Marco and the other man run inside. They make quick work out of it, grabbing different things. Sculptures, painting, ect. As they were about to leave they hear a gun shot, they run back to the front of the gallery to find their guard dead.

"BONE YOU MOTHER FUCKER" Shouts Marco.

Marco knew immediately who it was that killed his man, it was of course Bone. It had to be handled immediately. He turns around and finds himself looking straight down the barrel of Bones gun in his right hand, the gun in the left is pointed in the direction of his other man.

"Did you miss me? It is my time now, I am sick of living in your shadow Marco, I have known the boss for twice as long as you and yet he makes YOU before ME? It stops now, im taking the money, and getting rid of you and your men. Proving that I am indeed the man that should be running the show, and not you."

Before Marco could say anything he hears a shot fire, and Bone collapses. Standing behind him is the same young man Marco had seen in the bar earlier, he had a shit eating grin on his face. He then lets out a thunderous laugh and aims the gun at Marco.

(to be continued...)