I drove to the jewelry store,the fuckhead wasn't paying his protection money to Tie.

When I walked in,the owner stood there.Finally he said:

Can I get you something?

I said:

Yeah,Tie's protection money asshole! You shoulda known it was me,I've been with Tie for what now?4,5 months?Pay you dickhead!

He trembled in fear and finally said:

Fuck Tie! And fuck you too!

I looked at him...Then broke a peice of glass,took a really nice ring,then bent over,picked up a sharp peice of glass and said:

Either you pay up now,or the police can find you with this peice of glass up your ass old man pay me!

He watched me in amazment...There was this smell..."What the fuck is that stench?" I thought...

He said:

Ok!Ok! Here...Here!

Then I said:

Dude,why the fuck are you repeating yourself?And who took a shit?I'm outta here!

And that was it...He was ready to move to his next extortion...he waited for a few moments for his contact to show up,when he/she finally did,they said:

Pulled up in a black silverish car. I roll down the window.

Hey get in the car, were goin to Robert's Italian Resturant.

Tommy got in the car. I looked in the rear mirror.  And said to him.

Did you get the money?

Michael watin for an answer. And kept lookin at the rear mirrior repetitly.

Yeah Michael,I got it,Lets go...Our goal is 1k by the end of the night.(P.S.1k aint much but it was a hella lot in the 30's...)

As we were driving,a blue cadillac began shooting at us.

"Shit!"Go Michael!GO!"

I said,then put my 328.Magnum out the window and started shooting.

"Fuck you!!"

I looked over to see the blue cadillac and saw the man in the passenger seat, he was wearin a blue stripe coat and a top hat. I didn't hear what the man said in the car. But I could read his lips. It said "Kill him." By the time I looked over one of them shoot at my window. I ducked down. I push the petal and BAM we were off.

What the fuck, who...who are they?

I looked back to just see them right on our tail. They kept shottin us with there tommy guns. One of them blew our back bumper right off. As soon as they were distrcated at the bumper. I took a deep right turn, to an ally-way.

I don't fucking know Michael,Meet me at the warehouse on broadway street tomorrow!

I jumped out of the car,while it was in motion,then ran into an alley,un-noticed.

Fuck I said.

BAM!!! There goes back of my winshield.

Shit. What do I do now?

I thought for a second, And I jumped out of the car and ran to a door. I went inside and locked a chair on it. I ran downstairs and highed at a local casino for a hour or a so.

When I got out in there I wnet back to my house and took a night sleep.

The very next day I came out of the house and Tommy was standin there smokin a cigrate. He offered one to me. I took one and smoked the it up. He said "follow me." So I followed.

I walk to my cadillac,"Get in." I said. We drove for about 20 minutes and then stopped."Get out." I said,When we walked into a building there was three men tied up to chairs,"Which one was the driver?"I asked Michael,waiting for an answer I lit up another cigg.

I look at all of them one by one by one. All there were all bruised up and one of the had a black eye and another had a big scratch mark on his face.

See that one in the middle. That one is him. Shall we teach him a lesson or just kill him on the spot?

Michael looked at Tommy. And watin for an answer.

"Him?" I ask.I walk over to the other two,and cut them loose."Get the fuck outta here!" I shout,then approach the other man.

"Who are you working for?"

"Fuck you!" The man spit on me.I backhand him and ask again,

"Who are you working for?"

He didn't answer,

"If you don't tell me who the hell you're working for,I'll cut off your fingers one by one."

He still didn't answer.I pull out my knife.

"Okay..here we go," I put my knife to the first finger,but before I cut it off he screams out.

"Michael Gucci....Michael Gucci,Don't kill m--Ahhhh!!" BANG.

I shot him in the knee.

"Kill him Tommy?" Michael asked.

"No...Let this bastard suffer...Lets go  pay a visit to this Michael Gucci."

Tommy walked out of the door. I looked at the man.

WHY!!! What do you want.

I just gave him a blank stare. I reached over to my pocket and pulled out a paper bag. And put it over his head.

Uh......He kept suffering. I pulled out my gun aim at his other knee and shot it. Then put the gun inside the wound, and pulled the trigger. I can see him cryin. So I pulled the paper bag off and aimed at his head. I walked backwards, and turn off the lights.

Ahhhh..... I shot him and closed the door.

I got out of the room and Tommy asked, What did you do.

Don't worry about it. So what we doin, and where we goin?

We're gonna go fuck up this Gucci guy...You're driving. Lets go.

Ok, So do you know where this bastard is.

Walked to the car and got in the driver seat as Tommy gets in the passanger seat.

No,but that dead prick in there aint telling us..We'll have to ask around...Go to the nearest bar,we'll ask any small time thugs in there.

Ok man. I know this kid in this coner here. Fuckin gets wasted but hes a good kid.

I take a left then I go to the end of the coner.

Here it is..... There he is over at the casnio. Proably tryin to lose of his money

Michael laughs. Michael walks over the orignial god father.

Hey man, what's up. Puts my hand out for a handshake.

We need help on somethin very important. Can you help us?

shakes hand

yeah sure anything for you micheal

Do you know anyone named, Gucci?

Waits for answer.

sits down at the bar and orders a shot of whisky

and says yes i do why are you guy after him

asks them to sit down and join him for a drink

waits for a reply

None of you business kid,just need to know where we can find him.Do you know?

Pulls out a cigg,lights it,and takes a drag,waiting for an answer.

maybe i do know but no need to get disrespectful to me 

pulls out a cigar lights it and orders the same again