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| It's Only Business: Part One | Started by: Darkhawk764 on Mar 29, '09 14:26 |
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OOC: This is a modern-day mafia story, about a drug dealer. Don't get to bitchin about it. William Thompson tied the second knot on his shoe and stood, getting ready to walk out the door. He took the hollowed-out copy of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn that sat on the highest shelf in his closet. He took his pistol and his cell phone and went out to his car, a black 2009 Chevrolet Malibu. Life was hard. He had spent nearly everything on the car and the apartment, merely to give himself a chance with this career, which was, suffice it to say, less than glamorous. Every time he was going to work a deal, he had to bring the gun along, to protect himself. He lived in a small apartment, where he ran his small drug operation. It wasn't much, just enough to live on. This very day, he was to meet with a supplier to a stronger dealer. 'If they try anything, waste 'em,' he thought, as he drove down the road, pulling into a parking lot, next to an onramp. Two guards stood there, armed with Uzis, with the dealer between. $150.00 changed hands, and William was about to leave when the squeal of a siren. The dealer turned, as if ready to fire. "No, don't, shooting at them will make them hunt worse. Get in the car with me, I can get away from them easily," said William, motioning for them to follow. They decided it'd be in their best interests to go with him, so they got in, dealer sitting shotgun, and guards in back. |
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