Your rigth Singer no one would think we would drive out of here but taking three cop cars in going to have the cops looking for us and then we would have to split up and it's easy to spot three cop cars. What about one cop car to uniforms chasing one car out of the city. Then while one is driving the other is shooting. I can arrange for a another car to be lift just out of town so they can't track us.

Tommy turns over in his sleep the white lady chasing him down a large hallway, he ducks left into one of the rooms, facing his old friend Papalia, he looks puzzled as Papalia whispers "shouldn't had dun dat Tom"..Tommy spins around to find the white woman facing him, blood dripping out of her forehead, she shrieks "WHY DID YOU KILL ME?" Tommy steps back into the grasp of Papalia, who turns into Tyler, Surrounded by the memory and the murder of the lady in white. Tommy wakes up in a panic

AHHH FUCK!

"The muscle is standing by, soon as I give the word...maybe they can get the cop car on their way, save us having to attract more attention than we have got, the uniforms could be got to, Singer you checked on tommy? dont think hes handling this well....we cant have people losing it now..whoever needs a piece check the crates were supplied enough for now"

Crez looks out the window...."guys you might wanna take a look at this....its a fucking chopper...lights off now, everyone down, This is all we fucking need, I swear ill kill tyler myself if he keeps this shit up, hopefully they wont see us"

Few minutes later the chopper flys off and the coast is clear for now..."Ok we dont have long, we gotta move and quickly....were not safe here we need to leave the city or even country for a bit til this shit dies down, we cant keep this up with every fucker on our ass"....

what you guys think?.....

Tony grins then pulls out a cigar the he lights it as the grin turns devilish

No to hell with Tyler and his crew, his crew is big but Serotonin is smarter and he has friends. If Tyler wants a war then I say let take it to him. Not a street battle man to man, I'm talking gunning him down like a mad dog and setting someone else up in their family to take over. Someone that is sympathetic to what happen someone in his family smart enough to realize he needs friends like us! Someone that knows that without us he couldbe toppled.

What do you think Singer, Crez?

Whatever we do decide just know I can't leave the country. I've established a name here and I plan on moving up! I'm no farmer, I don't speak French, and England might be going to war. I'm not in this as deep as you three but we all come out of St Louis.

"Tony.....I like the way you think, right fuck it if singers is up for it then I say lets do it, Ill happily cap his ass 20 times over after tonight, I only came out to teach a few mugs a lesson, tyler picked the wrong fucking fight this time"

Crez pours himself a whiskey, offering a shot to everyone, with his duals loaded and a sawed off shotgun round his back...."Right im ready....load up all"

Tony takes the drink and thanks Crez then looks at Singer waiting on his response

What about you Singer, Tommy? Do we wet the floor with Tyler's blood and set up a new Don that's friendly towards up or do you two have another plan? Now is the time to come up with a detail plan. I know a few made guys in Tyler's Crew do any of you know someone with a little weight in that crew?

In the center of Delaware, Diavolo was on his weekly drug rounds... Noticing a shady figure waving him over from an alley he walks over hand in pocket...

"Hey man, you want some stuff?" The guy whispered timidly,  "How 'bout 20 ounce for a couple thousand?" Diavolo bargained suavely .

"You gotta' deal man.... You heard about those St.Louis guys that whacked Durden's mom?"

"Say what? Damn..."

After finishing the deal, Diavolo remembered an old safe-house downtown that he stayed at once, waved a cab over an jumped in...

Arriving at the square, he stood in front of the tall office building and noticed the lights on the second floor. Reaching the door, Diavolo recognized Singer's and Tommy's voices...

"Hey guys! Open up it's Diavolo... Heard word you might need a hand!"

Crez opens the door with his duals ready...looking at diavolo meanly.."and who is this wiseguy singer? is he crazy to come strolling up like that?"

Singer jumps up quick "easy crez, hes a brother....let him him."...crez replies "just to be sure...." and searches the guy for concealed sheafs, ok hes clean...."im not taking any chances on a night like tonight boss, so whats up diavolo?"

Wiping himself off after that unexpected frisk, Diavolo calmly says..

"Don't worry man, you can trust me"

He then pulls out a gleaming desert eagle from inside his jacket and winks at Crez.

"Word on the streets say that you boys have been in a bit of trouble lately and i gotta' plan that you may be interested in..."

He pulls up a chair and crabs a shot of whiskey off the table...

"Now hitting Durden head on would be suicide, but there is an alternative. I know the number of a guy in Durden's ranks who i could tip off that we are hiding out here... they would come charging with everything they got. While there storming the place, we could be half way across town before they get here anyway, we could either jump over the border and back to St.L or there is a weapons and drug factory Durden has on the edge of town."

Polishing off his whiskey, Diavolo pulls a scrap of paper out from his pocket.

"Here is the number of some of my best men here in Delaware... We could storm the place, I also hear that Crez has a nice stash of guns he just acquired recently... you all catching my drift here?"

Tommy walks out of his room shaking his head, unimpressed by what he has heared so far, the look in his eyes, as serious as ever. He crosses his arms, and walks over to the men that have gathered, he stops the conversation cold, he stands there silently gathering his thaughts, before speaking.

The Durdens have 200 button men on the street 24/hrs a day Do you really think we can get into the factory? just th group we have, there alerted to our presance, it is fucking suicide. I say, we hold back and wait to see what happens, and get back to STL. This isn't band of brothers, we could die here.

"Well m'man... you have a fair point. However, we need to make some impression on them! If we run away now after wasting a don's mother... well it's just not like us man...

Standing up, Diavolo walks to the window and stares out at the sky...

"I agree that we lay low for a while but we need to think of something that will get a little respect back... What do you three think?"

Respect, the hunt for respect is what got us in this mess, Think it out, what if Marla, were to dissapear. It would make up for the little wrongs on this trip wouldn't you agree? She may not be Tylr, but she does play a big part in his organization. I know its risky, but capping Marla would be the last thing they expect. The durdens are streched thin, searching for us and protecting there assets.

Tommy smirks

"Since when has the durdens ever show anyone respect? Im starting to think tommy has a point...with our family here we could take them sure but come on There is no way 5 of us can storm that factory on our own, im all for showing the durdens a lesson in respect but it needs to be another day this isnt the time we are not ready, tommys not right hes had an ordeal, myself couldnt really give a flying fuck about how many but getting ourselfs killed isnt a option, I say we laylow, let them think they have us where they want us while we gram more manpower and then hit them"

"And lets not forget that fucking pig I capped who was on durdens payroll, fuck know how many more he has....if we do this tonight two things will happen, cops will die and so we will or we escape and have the whole fucking cops on our asses, no the time for hitting back is another day, but dont worry I assure you it WILL happen, just not tonight, if anyone disagrees...feel free."

"I also have muscle I can bring in when were ready"

Crez sits back down wiping down his duals thinking of the fun that will happen.

Diavolo turns around and smiles

"Now there's the Tommy I know! Marla, your right, is in charge of some serious stuff within there business. If she WAS to 'disappear', they would be scattered and confused!"

After pondering the thought for a minute, a few ideas pop into Diavolo's head. He then isolates a select few and says...

"Now because of this recent attack she will most likely be hiding out in their HQ... However, nothing could tear her away from her morning tagliatelle over at Luigi's bistro!  I know the chef there from previous asassination jobs. We could slip something in her meal or i could clean a few noses with the local police patrol?"

Tommy smiles removing a black case, h opens it up revealing tow shiny syringes. He smirks at last he found use for these, h lifts one out and holds it up to the light letting the light reflect of the shiny syringe and dark green fluid that lays within.

Spectacular, I think I got what we need, the perfect crime a little of this in her spaghetti and pow she's dead.

Diavolo's face lights up and a huge grin crawls across it.

"Lucrative m'man. I like it... you want me to run it down to the chef giving us time to get the hell out'ta here? Or do ya' want me to do it personally... I got experiance in this field."

He winks at Crez once more.

I might need a hand m'man... who knows, you might get a chance to use those 'butes!"

Tony shakes his head no

Tommy hear me out! Tyler mother was wacked you think taking his underboss is going to stop him from wanting your blood.
Tommy if someone killed your mom and took your second would you stop the battle over it! Yes Tyler has tight security. We have to divide his family inorder to conquer. Anyone can be gotten to your man Diavolo hear knows a few guys in his family.

Diavolo I'm sure that Tyler has a few upset members in his family. a capo or two with men loyal to them.

We wait it out and we findout what weakness we can exploit! If Tyler lets it go then fine were good. If your going to attack the man then kill the man! Don't add salt to the injury!

"Now that you mention it... I got the number of a capo somewhere in here.."

Diavolo Searches the pockets of his coat taking at all manner of things... A wad of cash, a miniaturized Walther PP, another Desert Eagle, some vials of strange liquids you don't even want to think about. He then pulls out a book.

"Ah here we go... now, C... C.. Oh, Charlie Nickleby. He helped me out a few years back and will want to return the favour. You got a ameche in this place? I'll give him a buzz and ask him to relay information to us if ya' want?"

Instead of taking the properties why not just blow them up? lets say a arms warehouse? a little explosive in the right place and it will be out of action, and with any luck we might kill a few muscle while were at it, even if maria goes to luigi's, you dont think that maybe there will be protection? you wont pull that off without someone getting killed, and we cant afford to lose our own guys.

Id love to pop a cap in there ass's but not yet.

This isn't my first time Tony, The underboss cripples his operations, thus loseing his reach to Stl, we can't take them out even with a man in his family. The Durdens will not turn on there don, een a few good capos Tyler would slaughter them, 5 men can't take out an entire city, but we can cripple it. trust me Im doing the right thing