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When all else fails, beg Started by: Tom_Shelby on Sep 22, '15 22:48

KL, Tom and Scratchy walked with past after been dropped a block a way from the Jewish quarters. Each man had a trench coat up over their necks to keep the harsh wind at bay. The sun had sunk behind the clouds giving a gloomy feel to the streets. 

As they approached the big iron door to the loan sharks head quarters KL handed Scratchy the briefcase. Inside was 1 million dollars the trio had spent the last hour collecting from a number of business's and crew members in a pitiful attempt to clear the debt. KL shook both of their hands and took a seat against the exterior wall.

Tom knocked on the door as held his breath as a little slide opened up. Two big eyes looked at them then down at the briefcase.

"You take back already aye?" 

Tom heard a latch on the door click and the door knob twist. As Tom and Scratchy entered, the brute at the door stopped them and pointed to a small wooden table. 

"Guns Mr Shelby. One cant be to careful"

Both men placed a revolver on the table and were lead down a hallway to a small wooden door. Candles and jewish stars decorated the walls and a single light bulb lit the room.

As the door opened Tom saw a little man all skin and bones, look up at him through his small, rounded glasses. The man smiled when he saw the briefcase and gestured for both of them to take a seat.

"Well isn't this lovely. My money back and you still have-"

The man looked down at his watch and smirked.

"8 hours

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(OOC I apoligise as i pressed post when it was unfinished)

"8 hours, 23 minutes and 7 seconds...6 seconds"

Tom tugged his collar and cleared his throat.

"Um well actually sir...we are unable to get the full price back. We managed to rake up 1 million dollars"

The man laughed then looked down at his watch.

"Then i shall see you in 8 hours, 22 minutes and 51 seconds...with that money plus the 4 million you owe me"

Tom stood up and pointed a finger before been grabbed from behind.

"You cant do this you jewish rat"

"Well Mr Shelby i can. In fact ask Scratchy here. We made a deal for 500% intrest"

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Trying to calm the situation I stand up slowly and respond to the man "look Mr...I don't want to say Jewish rat but that's what I heard so ill go with that. With all do respect 500% interest?... lets be reasonable. I assume your a business man so lets make a deal...a fair deal."

I turn and look at the big brute standing near me. I take out a smoke and light it up. Taking a calm drag and exhaling slowly I look back at the man "There has to be something we can do to interest you...I'm more of a businessman then a sap so tell me... other then 500% interest what do you have in mind?"

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The jewish man nodded and blew smoke in KLs face.

"Theres two things you can do. Number one get the fuck out of my face. Number two start a war. Trust me when I say we all profit more from option one"

The jew looked more stern now and pointed to the door.

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I look at Tom then Scratchy then back to the Jew. "Ok I tried to be reasonable, have it your way". We all leave the office and when we are in the clear I stop and look at Tom and Scratch once again.

"Disrespectful fuck!, who is he anyway? A damn loan shark and he's going to treat us that way?...NO fuck that, He said option 2 is war right?... well I don't know about you guys but I'm going with that option."

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With the tick starting to go on again, scratchy emerges from the silence;

"L-Lets just g-get the fuck out, we have e-eight hou-hours," Scratchy pauses as he wipes sweat from his brow, crouching with his upper body with his hands together shivering vigorously.

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"Scratch get a hold of yourself!... don't let these fuck's walk all over you, its a war they can't win. They can stick their 8 hours up their ass. What do you think Tom?."

While waiting for Tom's answer I stare at Scratch with a look to get him fired up.

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Tom looked at scratchy and shook his head. Tom grabbed Scratchy's shoulder and looked him in the eye.

"Remember mate...it was that tick that got us in this mess. Now don't let that happen again"

Tom turned to KL and listened to his proposition and nodded keenly.

"I will get explosives delivered to the port. Military grade shit. We'll leave that Jew fuck a present and it should all be over. Wont even need to do a thing Scratchy"

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