"Dear God." A tall man moaned as he sat in an old warehouse. "These leads don't even add up!" With one swift motion, he threw all the papers on the table to the concrete floor.
"Mikey, calm down." The tall man, Michael, turned to see his old friend Sam crawl into his view. "We need more information to put the puzzle pieces together."
That was the last straw.
"Information? We have none! Those dealers are smart! They've killed every witness! They've bribed all the judges! There is NOTHING that can change this! That lady is going to die in 24 hours, tops, and there is NOTHING I can do to stop it." Michael Westen screamed.
It was at that point when a tan woman rushed into the building, throwing her handbag onto the floor as she pulled out a handgun. Tears rolled down her face as she expertly aimed it Michael.
"Fiona! Calm down!" Sam yelled.
"How dare you." She whispered through pressed teeth. "How DARE you let her die!"
~~*BURN NOTICE*~~
So…. This is my apology to all the peoples who have been yelling at me to update.
I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK SO I HAD TO MAKE UP FOR IT!
IMA SO SORRRY!