RosabellaCorti stared at the gentleman over at the bar and her eyebrows disappeared into her forehead—in amusement. She was currently watching a local Chicago scrub who thought he was a genius pilfering money from the register and booze from the bottles lying around the bar on the bottom floor of The Expendable Penguins headquarters. She knew who it was, Raymond ‘Ray-Jay’ Jackson, a thirty-five-year-old prick with fourteen years of service to only himself as no other family would accept the dirty rotten thieving moron after his true colors became known. Rosa had, at one time in the past, thought that Ray-Jay would have gone on to be the next 'big thing' in Chicago, but Rosa just sighed to herself whilst watching the criminal mastermind at work she wondered to herself what she possibly could have seen in this fool.

She strolled over to a large window and glanced out at the street outside the headquarters and speculated to herself about how best to handle this situation. Closely watching the general public meander back and forth going about their daily lives she nodded to herself once she knew what she had to do.

Rosa need to get in contact with her boss Mattsr, that way he could reinforce her decision—which she already knew—and would suggest to her boss, to terminate Raymond James Jackson. She strolled over the office in the back corner of the bar, picked up the telephone on the desk inside the room and violently stabbed out three numbers. When it was picked up, on the second ring, Rosa's lip curled upwards wryly,

“Mattsr, how are you sir?”

“I’m very well Rosa, yourself?”

“Fine sir, fine, thank you for being so considerate to ask,” Rosa replied.

“What can I do for you Rosa?” Mattsr queried

“Well sir, I have something down here in the bar here I think you might want to see?”

“Oh? Well then I will be straight down."

Mattsr made his way out of his office and walked towards the elevator, putting his jacket on as he walked. Pressing the call button he stood patiently watching the numbers get lower and lower as they fell towards his floor. The elevator door opened with a 'ping' and there inside was a young and sheepish looking Banzai, one of the newer members to have joined the family recently. Banzai's eyes widened once he had looked up and realized who was getting into the elevator with him and he slowly leaned his body over towards the wall freeing up as much space as possible. Mattsr smiled inwardly to himself and nodded his gratitude towards the young earner as he moved in and pressed the ground floor button, turning to face the door he held his gaze on it and attempted not to scare the man any further than his presence already was. Once the door opened, he swiftly made his way along the corridor towards the bar making sure to go in through the back entrance to the office so that his presence wasn't noticed by bar patrons.

Finding Rosabella standing in the office Mattsr asked “What's up Rosa?”

“This scrub over by the bar is stealing from us” Rosa replied pointing in the direction of Raymond.

“Well I’ll be damned, Raymond fucking Jackson. I thought he was dead..” said Mattsr

“He’ll fucking wish he was if I get my hands on him” Rosa snarled.

Amused at his Right Hands aggressiveness Mattsr picked up the phone in the office and typed in a few numbers “Rocco? Yeah its me, get Salvatore and get both your asses downstairs. I want you both standing at the front door to the bar in the next 2 minutes, oh and don't get seen by anyone in the bar”. Placing the phone back down on the base, Mattsr turned to head out of the office door when Rosa asked “What are you going to do?”, “WE are going to get back what belongs to us, c’mon” was the reply.

As Mattsr and Rosa made their way through the bar, everyone seemed to be shooting them rather nervous glances or fidgeted in their seats. Fortunately Raymond was far too busy trying to pilfer more of stuff that he hadn't even noticed them walking up behind him. Mattsr glanced over the front door and noticed his boys were already there waiting and watching him through the glass, he lifted his hand and made a waving motion telling them to come in the door and then another motion to tell them to stop and stay put and watch their target.

Stopping only a couple of feet directly behind Raymond, Mattsr waited a few moments and then let out cough that was loud enough to get his attention. Raymond spun round like he had heard gunfire and his eyes widened with fear once he made sense of what was going on. As Raymond's body tensed as if to flee, Mattsr raised his hand in front of him and looked over towards Rocco and Salvatore “Don’t even think about it Raymond….”

“Ma..Mattsr..” Raymond stuttered “I.. I.. didn.. Didn't know this was YOUR bar…”

“Och save it Raymond, don’t give me that shit. The fucking sign above the door says ‘The Expendable Penguins Bar’, has all that coke fried your brain cells? I assume you can’t fucking read now? Is that it?” Sheepishly Raymond just looked at his feet knowing the question was rhetorical. Sensing his attempt at showing embarrassment, Mattsr softened his voice trying to sound as sincere of possible “Now, we’re going to go upstairs to my office and have a little chat, whether you wish to walk with us or have your legs broken and carried is a choice I’ll leave up to you”

Being shoved into the room by the bodyguards, Raymond was forced to sit in the chair facing the desk with Rocco and Salvatore on either side of him. Mattsr walked around the room, sat in his chair with Rosa standing next to him staring intently at Raymond. After what seemed like an eternity Mattsr spoke “I’m having a hard time deciding what to do with you Raymond, as much as I would love to let Rosa rip your eyes out... I think as long as you give back what belongs to me I’ll show you some leniency...”

Almost instantly Raymond starting emptying his pockets and placing the items on the desk, finally removing the large wad of banknotes he had stolen and reaching across to hand it to Mattsr. Within a flash Mattsr had pulled a knife out from under the desk and brought it down straight in Raymond's hand, stabbing right through and into the wood, “YOU REALLY THINK I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT A FEW HUNDRED DOLLARS YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!” Mattsr yelled over the sound of Raymond's scream. Composing himself Mattsr walked around and stood in front of Raymond he gave him a slap to shut him up “What matters more to me is knowing who to trust…”

Squirming in the chair, hand still attached to the desk, Raymond whimpered “You can trust me Mattsr! Honest you can!!!”. Matt smiled as he looked at Rosa, nodding twice in the direction that he felt it would be best she moved towards. “That's good Raymond, I’m glad that we’ve managed to sort this little problem out without anyone getting killed…” and as Mattsr finished his last word, he whipped the knife back out of the hand-desk sandwich and sliced the air cutting across Raymond's throat sending a stream of gurgling blood flying out”

“Get that shit cleaned up will you…” Mattsr said as he took ahold of Rosa’s hand and headed down to the bar.