Monday, June 22, 2009
6:27 PM
[[i know, i know, chapter 1 sucked. Whatever. ]]THE AMERICAN DREAM
CHAPTER 2 - THE FLOWER SHOP.
"There it is, park beside that bar." Jacky pointed towards the bar on the left. The car pulled to a stop, one block down the road. The three men got out, and proceeded towards the bar. The bar was jammed packed with people, but, its not that hard looking for a Mazzo made man. Soon enough, they were able to spot a man sitting at the end of the room, wearing a very neat suit. The three men headed towards the man. Upon reaching his table, Jacky spoke up.
"You Frankie, no?" The man looked up, and then laughed hysterically.
"So you're the punks that were suppose' to meet me? HAHAHAHA" Frankie chuckled. Toni looked towards the man, then he said, "We ain't no punks."
Frankie stared Toni in the eyes.
"Right right, take a seat." Frankie gestured over to the seats. After everyone has settled down, Frankie picked up his cup of coffee and begun drinking in.
"So here's the deal, the don sent' us here," Kelvin spoke. Frankie spit his coffee out, straight onto the table. He stared towards Kelvin, then pointed towards the backdoor. The four men went inside, and then went to a table.
"Christ you want to get us killed, kid? Dont ever, EVER, talk about Cosa Nostra in public. Jesus. No wonder you need street smarts. seesh," Frankie said. Kelvin looked to his brother, then back at Frankie. " Well then sorry."
"Right alright, lets get this shit started. There's a flower shop down the road, and its ran by the Felucia's. We're going to talk to the owner, get it back from those shitholes," Frankie chuckled, then gestured the men to follow him. They headed outside, straight for the flower shop. They stopped near a traffic light, just across the flower shop.
"Now look here kid, watcha' gotta' do inside, go talk to the owner. See if you can get him to pay us da' protection money. If not, apply a lil' bit of pressure. It'll do the trick. Oh but first, take out the Felucia's guards," Frankie told the men, looking into the shop. The three men walked over to the flower shop. They headed straight for the man behind the cashier. Toni grabbed the man by the neck, and asked him.
"Imma' be askin' you politely, pay us the money, we'll protect this joint."
The shop owner looked towards Toni, "no, fuck you."
Toni shuved the man to the floor. Jacky picked up the cash register and threw it to the floor. The cash register broke, leaving it in peices.
"Now, this is the last fuckin' time. Pay us the money," Toni asked.
"Alright alright, i'll pay, i'll pay!" The shop owner said, tears coming out of his cheeks.
Kelvin walked into the backdoor, straight into the Felucia's racket. He grabbed the Felucia's guard's head, and rammed it against the wall. The guard fell over, knocked out. He looked towards the boss, and shouted over to him.
"Want something like that to happen to this place? Give us the fuckin' protection fee, we'll make sure it dosent happen."
"Alright, just take it and leave!" The boss shouted. Kelvin smiled. Frankie came in from the front door.
"Holy fuck, you guys already wrapped up the place? Christ," Frankie laughed, then continued, "So thats our way of livin'. Easy cash, easy girls, easy job."