The sun was shining, On a beautiful September morning... 
 
Mr Bleed Senior had been going about his business as per usual, He decided to train his gun on some youngbuck from the hood. Knowing there wasn't long before there was a chance with a hoodlum who had been throwing his weight around in his LA bar, Goona headed there right away... 
 
Approaching The Limbering Twlight Bar, He removed his gun from its holster and entered... 
 
"Antonio?" 
 
"Yeah, I know why your here to... This guy run off with a shipment of Morphine from one of mine from N.O..." 
 
Goona Checked his clock, Antonio and Goona both started rushing further into the bar after the youngbuck... 
 
Antonio being the 'cheeky little devil' he was gave a shove to Goona, A bullet flew towards where Goona stood, Effectively saving his life... 
 
Crouched behind the nearest seats to the entrance, "Antonio, spread left and cover me?" 
 
Antonio nodded and rolled over to the bar to the left of the bar. 
 
Goona begun firing bullets towards youngbuck, hitting the sofa's he had barricaded himself behind, before abruptly hitting the ground blood rushing from Goona's chest. 
 
Antonio fired his automatic towards the sofa unleashing a full clip and assuming he his at the first sight of blood. 
 
"Goona! I cant stick around! An ambulance will be here soon..." 
 
By the time an ambulance arrived Goona was dead. 
 
Later on that evening word reached me Dagenham Ter 
 
I am Ter McBleed, My father brought me up working under him with Teh Dagenham Syndicate, Word finally reached myself from the strangest of sources, An old time associate of My fathers, Don Butt Ox of NY at the time. 
 
The letter read... 
 
"Ter, 
 
I come to you to inform you of your fathers death, He has been killed on an attempted raid of a small business, It was believed that Antonio of New Orleans had killed the culprit, But that was not the case and the man has been dealt with by myself. 
 
I am sorry for your loss. 
 
Don Butt Ox"

Butt Ox thinks back to the incident that led to the death of this man's father. It was just a normal day, and Mr Bleed was doing some routine cleaning - something he had done many times before. I was sure he could do it in his sleep. This time was different, however. The bum got the best of him.

Hesitantly, I kept an eye on the bum until he had his guard down. As soon as it was safe, I raised my gun and put one through his head, right between the eyes. For a moment I was nervous that I might suffer the same fate as Mr Bleed, but it would not happen this day. This gangster, who was more dangerous than your usual ganster, would be off our streets and would harm no more men of honor.

Wow. Nicely written Dagenham_Ter and Butt_Ox. It was highly enticing.

I loved the storyline mates.We need more stories like this:)

Tony thinks about how his father worked with Mr. Mcbleed. They were both great men that had been with Sherlock. Then Mr Mcbleed got his own family and how my father told me about the death of one of the L.A. crew leaders. When my father died I decided to come to Sherlocks family and I met Mr. Mcbleeds son