The concrete was wet as the MacManus brothers stepped off of the large ship that had brought them back to a place they never thought they would be. After hearing about the death of Father Douglas McKiney they knew they had to act. The two brothers were back to work. Bringing the scum of the earth to receive their judgment. They were back to doing the Lord's work.
Behind them trailed a slightly shorter, Hispanic man. His hair cut in a mullet like fashion and his skin tanned from the sun. His facial hair groomed enough as to not look homeless yet still give him the rustic look he had desired. "So where to first?" said the Hispanic man breaking the silence. Connor and Murphy turned back to look at their new companion who had spoken. The two brothers looked at one another for a second, as if to be communicating through some twin telepathy they shared.
"We're still um…Well we…" Connor attempted to find the words to tell the Mexican awaiting their plan. "We're still hashing out the details." Said Murphy coming in to save the day. Connor looked at his twin and then back to Romeo, nodding in agreement with Murphy's statement.
Romeo smiled a huge grin stretching across his face. This was his chance to show he was indeed a good asset to this group. "No need to hash out anything for you two. I got your first hit already." The two Irish brothers looked at one another, slightly impressed with how somehow, Romeo had managed to find a job for them before they even got off the boat. "What are you talking about?" Said Connor looking back at the Hispanic companion of theirs standing before them.
Romeo walked closer to them. The three looked from side to side to make sure people weren't watching them. The last thing they needed was somebody recognizing them before they could truly do the lord's work. "A couple guys were talking about Yakavetta's connections with the Chinese mob. I know where we can find them." Romeo smiled as he looked at the two brothers, hoping they would give him some sign that he had done a good job. Connor and Murphy looked at one another, slowly turned their confused looks into excited smiles and then turned back to Romeo. "Good work Rom…Let's go get us some scum bags." Said Murphy looking at his brother who was still smiling at the Mexican man that stood in front of them.
"Fuckin shut it Murph!" said the angry Irishman as he started preparing the dead bodies to cross over into next life. Murphy did the same only his attitude was slightly different. "Why do I always let you talk me into these stupid plans?" Said the younger brother as he crossed the arms of the dead Chinese men that laid all over the warehouse. Connor looked up at him quickly. A glare playing on his face. The older brother was not happy. "I told you the plan was a sure thing. It would have gone perfectly if it hadn't been for our designated driver here." He said gesturing to Romeo before going back to what he was doing. Romeo looked at Connor with a defending look on his face. "I couldn't see a damn thing with the box in my way." Said Romeo defending himself right away. He was not going to be blamed for this. "Fuckin shut it." Said Connor suddenly without even looking at him.
Most of the bodies were ready to pass through to the other side and soon Connor, Murphy and Romeo were heading for Romeo's car. As they climbed in Murphy start to chuckle. "At least there was no rope in this little plan of yours." Connor smacked Murphy on the back of the head, a glare still playing on the 37 year olds face. "Fuckin shut it and get in the car." Murphy smiled as he climbed into the back seat. Connor pushed the seat back into place and climbed in. "Where to now?" Romeo turned his car on and awaited instructions.
"We need to pay a visit to an old friend. Maybe he can give us a place to stay for the night." Murphy nodded in agreement with his brother. "Head for McGinty's." Said Murphy patting Romeo on the shoulder as he sat back in the back seat to settle in for the ride. Connor looked out the window. Deep in thought about what they intended to do now. They needed a plan.