Dexter looks over to where rastaman was pointing.

"Yeah man, I see 'em. What's up" taking a drag from his cigarette to relax after the very eventful day.

rastaman turns to dexter.

i overheard there conversation and what it seems like is that those were the guys that sent the men to wack u earlier the man in the plain suit is the "boss."

This got his attention quickly. Dexter stands up quickly and looks over at the men once again. "You sure about that? No bullshit right?" He continues to stare at the men while taking a drag from his cigarette. He places his hand into his suit jacket to make sure he still had his .45 on him.

rastaman stands up and walks tward dexter.

im not positive this place is so loud so i only heard some and there going to a "place" should we get a car and tail them.

rastaman checks his jacket to make sure his 9mm is still there.

"Hell yeah. If these guys had anything to do with it, I wanna know." He quickly surveys the club looking for anyone else that might wanna come help.

"Hey Rasta, you see anyone else we could bring? We might need all the guns we can bring.

rastaman scopes the club.

i cant see anyone but frank has a tommy-gun

"We can use that. See if you can find him and then meet me outside. If you can't, don't worry about it and we will handle this. I will be outside looking for a car to 'borrow'." With that, he runs out the door to find himself a car.

rastaman asks the bartender if he has seen frank the bartender replies "no" as rastaman is walking away he notices that the bartender has a gun and he sees its a a large sawed-off shotgun rastaman bribes the bartender 2 give him the shotgun and all the ammo he has for it,rastman searches for dexter in the parking lot.

"Hey Rasta, over here!" Dexter sticks his head out of nice looking car at the end of the parking lot. 

"There we go," he grins as the car starts up. "I see you have a shotgun. Good thinking. Now get in quick before they get away!"

rastaman quickly gets in the passenger side of the car as dexter takes off.

ok man so wats the plan?

Dexter keeps his eyes on the tail lights of the car in front of him and thinks about it. "I don't know. I guess we will just see where they go to and try to get some more information. We'll take it as it comes." He glances over at Rastaman. "You sure you wanna do this man? This is my problem and you don't need to get involved if you don't wanna."

rastaman looks over at dexter as he finishes loading his shotgun.

ill provide back-up ill sneak around back and make everything goes smoothly if this "place" has a back.

"Sounds good. Thanks man for coming. I don't think I would make it very far without someone here. Now once we find the place, we will try to get as much information as we can. If need be, I will go in and confront them. That's where you come in. If anything goes wrong, I'm counting on you to give me a hand. Sound good or you got some ideas?" He pulls out another cigarette and lights it up. He wasn't planning on having to do any of this tonight and hoped everythign went well.

rastaman had no ideas so the one dexter came up with was fine as they pull to the place he notices a big back that was thats were rastaman would in at if needed.

ok dexter just remeber i got ur back if all goes wrong.

"Good to know. Thanks again man." He watches as the two men get out of the car and head to the building. Heart racing, he sits back and tries to relax a bit by smoking on his cigarette. Who knew this night would end up like this. He takes another drag and looks at the building one more time.

"Alright man. Now or never right?" He checks his 1911 to make sure its loaded and that he has a few extra magazines in his pocket. Satisifed, he opens the door and heads to the front of the building to try and see or hear what's going on inside.

as soon as rastaman sees dexter by the building he goes back by his jump thro window and hides and hears...

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED OUT THERE 3 OR MORE OF MY MEN ARE DEAD!"

"look boss its not what u think somone come out of nowhere and shot paulie in the head

Dexter raises his head up to the window just enough to see whats going on. He sees a man walking back and forth behind a desk with a gun in his hand. In front of the desk, stands three more men looking down at the ground as their boss screams. Dexter slips in through the window and hides behind some crates and stops to hear whats going on.

"I don't give a fuck who shot Paulie in the head. He was still outnumbered 5 to 1 and the job wasn't done like I wanted," screams the boss from behind the desk.

"Well boss," starts the first thug, "In our defense, some other guys showed up and helped him out." The boss stops quickly and stares at the man who just spoke.

"Oh my mistake then," he says as he walks toward him, "I now see why you guys failed your job." Without any warning, he pulls up his gun, puts it in the first thug's face and pulls the trigger. Blood and brain matter shoot out the back of the man's head as his limp body falls to the floor. The other two watch in horror before looking away.

"Anymore excuses?" He looks at the two men who quiver in fear and say nothing. "I thought so. Do you know who gave us the order to kill him? DO YOU?!" He screams in the faces of the two men. " They aren't gonna be very happy whn I tell them this. What am I supposed to tell him? That this guy escaped a situation outnumbered by 5 guys? GOD DAMMIT"

rastaman notices dexter behind the crates.

we are very sorry boss one of the thugs say  just give us another time and date and we'll get'em.

we don't have that kind of fucking time!! as the boss shoots the thug in the knee-cap causing him 2 fall to the floor. now i want u to idoiots to get the hell outta before i shoot the both of u understand.

yes boss the thugs say in unison.

The boss heads back to the table and sits down. The lucky thug who was uninjured hurries to the door as the wounded man slowly drags himself out. Seizing an opportunity to take care of both guards quickly, Dexter jumps back out the window and runs towards the doorway. Positioning himself so that the door would hide him as it was opened, he pulled his knife from his leg holder and waited for the first man to come out. The man leaves and as soon as the door closes behind him, Dexter runs up behind him, puts his hand over his mouth and sinks the blade deep into his chest.

"Should have killed me when you had the chance," he whispers into his ear. After he stops struggling, Dexter drags him to a bush to conceal the body and runs back to the door to wait for the next guy. After what seems like an eternity, the injured man finally exits the building. This man was crawling so Dexter stomps the back of his head with his foot. His head bounces of the pavement and the man flips over spouting blood from his face.

"Who the fuck are you," he manages to spit out along with a lot of blood.

"I'm the guy who you failed to kill," Dexter remarks looking down at the thug. As the man begins to recognize him, a look of fear begins to appear on his face.

"I was just following orders," the thug cries out, "Please don't kill me. I'll give you mon..." His words are cut off as Dexter cuts his throat after getting sick of hearing his pathetic attempt at saving his own life. This body Dexter doesn't bother hiding and he heads back through the window to make sure that Rastaman was still waiting in the back. 

rastaman gives dexter a thumbs showing hes still there.

the boss gets off his chair heads to the door because it was not closed and sees the dead body.