I walk slowly into a room, my only aid to seeing is a dim light that illuminates only a small portion of the room, I look around the room and catch glimpse of a man dragging a body off. A single scream fills the room. To what I remember his final words were "Please... no!". Those are always the last words.


"He will... he will be missed. Now take him away."

Upon the ground lays a single garbage bag. Upon picking it up and handing it to my accomplice he begins to fret.


"umm boss!.. He won't fit in this!"

Thinking quickly to calm the situation I pull out my gun and aim it to his throat.


"Well, all I have to say is, Make him fit... got it?"

The men all came so sudden, first one and then another, a simple hit gone awry isn't seen every day. Never before have so many people been killed on accident. Or was it an accident? Putting my gun back into my pocket - my "friend" if you will call him that - begins to rev up the chainsaw as the body parts begin to fly.


"We must get out of here before the cops come because of all the noise me made..."

Sirens begin to blare. The noise of the "hit" must have been louder then suspected. We must get out. We must escape.

Running back to the car we hurry up to get back to my place.

"you know what, I don't think I can do another job with you. You are too careless."

I walk over to the phone and call up some people that i know can handle a job like this with no problem and no noise.

so on the phone I call my friend KL.

"Hey guys I need a favor, my last idiotic "friend" made a lot of noise at the last job and well... I need someone who can handle it better, more professional."

sitting there on the phone I hear the line go dead, a few moments later a knock at my door...

As I walk into Jezebel's place I see a man sitting at the table with a blood stain on the mid section of his shirt along with the arms. I point to the guy and don't say anything, I just gesture the blood stains with my finger. He replies Ina very calm manor "chainsaw".

I place my hand on my forehead and look at Jezebel's accomplice. "Please tell me you torched the place?!." With a stupid look on his face he says "no I didn't... why should I have?."

I look to Jezebel as I reply "This is no good!... very bad for business and poorly executed!. You could have called me... where did you find this guy anyway?."

Jezebel tells me she did try calming me but I was in a meeting at the hotel.

I take a seat on the couch and the guy says "may I say something?."

"No you can't... sit there and be quiet. Jez can you shed some light on this situation so I know what's going on?."

Sitting there with my hand covering my mouth I await a response.

As I start to pace back and forth, looking at the associate and KL.

"this is the shit I had to deal with until I found you, all these idiots!"

I look at KL with desperation in my eyes.

"what do we do with this prick now?"

holding a pistol in my right hand while puffing on a cigarette with the other, still pacing.

"I was in a pinch that I needed to get done quickly, but knowing who it was with I should have waited. I'm kicking myself now."

"No need to pace around... this is fixable. I have an idea ok?... just go with it."

Jezebel nods in agreement as I take out my pistol and walk towards the kitchen. As soon as I get on the side of her accomplice I turn quick and fire a shot through the side of his head. Jezebel jumps as she did not expect that at all. I place the mans pistol in his hands.

I grab a piece of paper and pen and begin to write a little note. One is a letter from Jezebel's accomplice confessing to the killing of the target they had took out about an hour prior. The other note was instructions which I handed to Jezebel.

"Ok J listen... on this note is a address. I want you to wait about an 45 minutes and then call the cops... give them this location. When they get there your accomplish here will be in the location I wrote down. Cops ask who you are say your name is Angie and if they ask any other questions hang up."

I grab they accomplice and make my way to the location carefully but quickly. I just needed Jezebel to make the call. 

As KL speed off with my accomplice. I wait there with empty thoughts biting my nails. Again pacing back and forth. It seemed like the the time was going by so slow. The 45 mins was up, I run to the phone.

I phone the cops. With a stern voice I read off the address to the cops. They start to ask questions of who i was so of course i tell them "the names Angie." Before they could get another word in I hang up the phone.

Standing there waiting in suspense for KL to return. I calmly walk to the kitchen grab a drink and sit at the table. Knowing my nerves are getting to me I light up a cigarette after cigarette.

Again I'm facing with the time going by so slow...

Upon walking into Jezebel's place I see her smoking like a chimney. I walk over to the table and sit directly across from her, I grab her cigarette right from her mouth and take a drag. Handing it back I reply "You know I don't remember you being a big smoker growing up. In fact before I did time you never even smoked."

I lean back and relax in the chair. I notice Jezebel still on edge and still smoking away. I tap on the table softly a few times and stare at her very seriously.

"If your still worried about the cops don't be!... everything is taking care of. Unless there is another issue your not telling me. If that's the case tell me now so we can get family business back on track."

I pour a drink and sit patiently waiting for Jezebel to explain the situation.

Sitting down I think for a moment before responding to Jezebel. "I wasn't caught I was ratted out!...I know who it was to, haven't found him yet. I don't even know if he still lives in Philly... if he does he's probably the only one left from that crew 10 years ago. Everyone got jail time or got killed. Business will continue as usual but if I do find him he's dead!... if he's not already."