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| Making His Bones | Started by: Doyle on Oct 15, '08 15:19 |
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Sitting in his office with a mad look on his face. Doyle sat there for a second then lit up a Lucky Strike as the news keeps going through his head. His Friend, and school mate Vinny Greeno had just turned on him and ran away with thirty Barrels of hooch and twenty pounds of his best marijuana. Worst of all. three million dollars in cash he just collected for him from the boys in jersey. Fearing the worst and fearing he would loose all this valuable stuff. Doyle sends the message to Johny Boy to get one of his enforcers from Detroit. Two hours later, two packs of smokes and a bottle of Johnie Walker Red. Doyle paces around waiting on him to show up. A knock comes at the door and he goes to answer it. Premier. His contact and associate from Detroit walks in. He looks at the man and says to him, " Mr. Prem. I need your help. A close friend of mine has turned on me and stole alot of money and hooch and drugs from me. His Name is Vinny Greeno and he stole 3 million from me i want back.I need you to get it back. Also, he needs to be taught a lesson. This would be a great justice to me and you could make me a very happy man. I could reward you very well." Premier looked at him and said, " Sure thing boss. want it to be bloody or clean?" Doyle looked at him as he thought about what he wanted to do. " Well Mr. Prem. I just want my stuff back. What you do with him afterwords is on you. You have my full permission." He said to Mr Prem ." This is the number of the license plate of the truck he used to take my goods. I've heard from contacts hes take it on the other side of The Bronx. Contact Little Guido and he will point you in the right direction." Nodding, Mr Prem. Took the sheet of paper and walked out the door.Doyle, sitting in his chair and smoking a Lucky Strike. Had the thought running through his mind for his old friend, but he was a thief. That broke every code they stood for as young men and knew this was what needed to be done. Doyle sat back and waited, relaxing. Hoping to hear some good news... |
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Walking out of Doyle's office Prem knew what was to be done with friend turned traitor Walking down the street premier turned into a near by bar to use the pay phone Premier: Hey little? Little: Hey bud, how's tricks? Premier: Good good, need a location Little: anything bud, say the word. Premier: A truck carrying some bread, license plate Xfg13 Little: Bread truck gotcha. Premier hung up the phone and walked out of the bar and got in a taxi I went home to get the supply's I would need for this job. I figured my colt 1911 and a few spare magazines would be enough for this guy, thieves and cowards usually went without a fight, well besides begging for their lives or offering you a piece of the cut. Quite pathetic really. I can't say much about the guy, apparently once in his life he was a stand up guy, being best friend's with the boss and all. Well he saw him at his best, ill see him at his worse a pathetic worm about to die. Premier reaches over and pick's up the phone Premier: Hello? Little: You bread truck was scene where they make the best hotdog's dropping off some of that bread. Premier: How reliable? Little: the best Premier: thanks Best hot dogs is always how we described New York, I assume he dropped the booze off there for the boot leggers, I can still get the money, grass and respect back. Doyle will have to deal with whoever bought the hooch from later. I decided to bring along the shotgun as well, if he is in New York selling hooch and grass he may have made some friends or has people working with him. I packed my bags and an hour later was boarding the train for New York. Arriving in New York I left the train and was met by an associate of mine, he agreed to drive me around looking for the mark Ater driving for 2 or so hours, we spotted our truck and look who is unloading it Vinny, I recognized him from the countless times I had seen him with the boss. We pulled over and went into a gas station to change our clothes I got a double look from the Gas clerk, I assume it was because came in wearing a suit and left the rest room in a police uniform, badge and all. I approached the truck from behind with my 1911 unholstered and yelled "FREEZE! DON'T MOVE" A few of the thugs ran, but the man I was concered with stayed put. Good boy, I told him to turn around slowly with hands in the air and walk towards me. I patted him down, grabbing his pistol and throwing it aside He begin to offer me a bribe, "Officer im sure there is some Argh....." His bribe was soon silenced when my associate struck him with brass knuckles knocking him out. We searched the truck and found the 20 pounds of grass, the hooch was gone and there was no money anywhere, mother fucker had it hidden. He awoke later his first images were of a old warehouse and me sitting in front of him with a gun. You've been out a long time, so here is the deal, you give me the money and I give you, your life. Doyle isn't mad he just wants his friend and stuff back, so play nice. ok ok, just please don't shoot me, the hooch is gone I. I... I... already got rid of it, the money is in my hotel room That's fine then we will discuss it all when we get back to doyle. I already searched you and found your key, I'll go there and make sure you aren't lying then I will be back to get you. ok ok that's fine just hurry back please, tell doyle, im sorry I really am it was stupid It was very stupid, but ill allow you to tell him. I went to his hotel, can't say the guy was to dishonest, or smart, right there under the bed 3 mill in 3 duffel bags, and a smaller bag with 50,000 from the hooch sales. I put everything in the car and drove back to the warehouse and got the shotgun out of the trunk, pressing the slide release I did a press check to make sure there was a round in the chamber. I walked into the back room where he was sitting, he awoke when I approached. hey what the fuck is the gun for man, you said I could live if I told you, the shit was there you know It was you mother fucker I said, Hey buddy calm down this as just for insurance incase you got loose, calm down. I will be calm when you untie me mother fucker! No problem I said as I walked behind him. Leveled the shotgun with his head as was squeezing the trigger he said Hey untie me already cunt! The trigger ended its journey with a bang as the 00 buckshot tore into his skull, crushing the cranium then ripping through the soft tissue of his brains then bursting through the front of his skull. Shitty last words. I packed up and headed back to Detroit to see Doyle. On my trip back many thoughts ran through my head, I could take the money and run, or hell say I never found the money, I could keep the 50k from the hooch. I knew what I would do when the train stopped. It took me another hour to make it to Doyle's office, as I walked in he looked up in anticipation for news of what happen. Hey boss, your guys are bring up the 3 million and the grass now. He already sold the hooch, so that's a no go, but im sure we can find out who bought it off of him. as doyle's men brought the cash in I turned and smiled all present and accounted for And your friend won't be joining us anymore. Thank you very much Prem, I can't tell you how greatfull I am, as always you delivered No need to thank boss, just my job Doyle got up and kissed Prem on both cheeks and hugged him Oh boss, I almost forgot, handed him a smaller bag, its 50,000 I assume its from the hooch sales, found it in his room with the other cash. Doyle looked at Prem as he took the small a bag, knowing that he could have kept the cash and Doyle never would have known Well boss if you don't mind im going to go hit the hay, like our friend im dead tired. I chuckled at my own joke as I left. |
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| Reply by: Premier at Oct 15, '08 15:20 | |
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Feeling glad he got all his cash back. Doyle stops Premier as he trys to walk out the door. " I have something else for you sir for all your hard." He said as he had him follow him down to a room at the end of the warehouse. Opening the door and being kinda dark. Premier sees a few men of the family standing around who he noticed before as Made Men of the family. " What is this? A set up?!" Premier was saying as he started to pull out his gun. Doyle noticing him trying to pull the gun out. Put his hand on it and told him, " No sir. For your hard work for me and the family. I have something else for you. In the middle of the room was a candle and a silver dagger with a card. Handing him a lighter. He tells him to light the candle. As he lights the candle. Doyle takes his finger and pricks it with the dagger and the his finger bleeds over the picture as he holds it over the candle. " Take the pain my friend, and repeat after me." He starts to speak. "As I enter this sacred thing of ours we call La Famiglia , I swear by my burning blood and all I hold sacred." Premier Repeats him as he looks at Doyle. Doyle starts to speak once more. "That I will forever remain loyal to our family, and if I ever break one of our rules... i'll take my punishment as it is appointed by the leaders of this family, even if my punishment is death, i'll accept my fate as a Man of Honor." Prem repeats once more as he smiles a little as Dolye Continues. "And if I ever divulge any of our family secrets, speak of our family in a dishonorable way, betray it in any way or try to take the life of a fellow Family member without approval, i'll forever be cursed to walk alone and my bloodline will no longer be welcomed back to this thing of ours.." He looks at the others as he hears Premier speak then looks at him."I'll respect and protect my fellow Made Men. My blood and theirs is now tied to our family Saint Vitus, a bond that is true and unbreakable, from this day forward i'll treat them as my brothers. Dolye speaks once more after he repeats. " I'll live and die by the family. Until i leave in a coffin." He sees Premier repeat one last time as he pins a dagger on his heart. "Welcome Premier. You do well for this family." The other men clap as they see the newest member of the family make his bones. |
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| Reply by: Doyle at Oct 15, '08 16:49 | |
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| Awesome! Congratz man. | |
| Reply by: Gambino at Oct 16, '08 06:36 | |
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| Congrats for you, Premier. Now you're a Capo. | |
| Reply by: Remy_LeBeau at Oct 16, '08 06:41 | |
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| Congratulations Premier on acheiveing this status :D | |
| Reply by: Dante_Balboni at Oct 16, '08 09:13 | |
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| There goes the neighbourhood :D | |
| Reply by: PepeLePew at Oct 16, '08 09:35 | |
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| Congrats Prem, Well deserved mate. | |
| Reply by: SaulSilver at Oct 16, '08 10:09 | |
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| nice job premier. congrats | |
| Reply by: gameownage at Oct 17, '08 15:29 | |
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| congrats Premier | |
| Reply by: pizza_guy at Oct 17, '08 20:26 | |
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