In 1923 EricAndre was arrested outside of St.Louis, he served 10 years in prison. He was doing some work all over the Midwest for some company. He did a couple hits and transported a couple packages he didn't know what they were delivering and he didn't care either though he had a pretty good idea what it was. All he really cared about was money up to this point until that weekend in St.Louis. In the meantime he had 10 years to think about it.

The entire thing felt like a setup someone in the company wanted him gone. It didn't help that the day before two guys tried to take him out at a motel in Chicago. He called up his employer at a diner and they told him don't worry about it. After he got busted whoever wanted him gone finally got their wish. Now he was a free man again now and whoever set him up was as good as dead.

Eric managed track down the company he used to work for to an office in LA. They were always careful the company didn't officially exist if the feds came knocking down doors they'd end up in a empty building in Kansas City, Missouri leased to a man who died in 1893. For a guy like Eric though it was pretty easy.

A man opened the door and found Eric sitting down in his chair with his feet on the desk looking at a big map of the United States that was hanging in the room.

"So I see you've got a pin in every state but Florida. What do you have against Florida?"

"I'm not really a fan of the weather down there. Why are you here?"

"Take a seat I'll explain."

The man sat down

"10 years ago I got busted out in St.Louis. The day before two guys took a run at me in Chicago. Now I don't really believe in coincidences at all  but it all sounds very convenient. Did you guys put them on me?"

"It's not my position to get involved in personal issues like these."

"What do you mean by personal?"

"If people are upset about our services, we make arrangements. Sometimes with cash or by other means be it breaking an arm or a leg eye for an eye."

"Who do I talk to?"

"I don't know."

"I'm going to ask you again. Depending on the answer I either pick up this or this." Eric pointed to the two phones on the desk. "That one calls the ambulance the other one calls the funeral home. Who do I talk to."

A couple minutes later Eric left the office and heard the secretary screaming.