Hey!
I'm very nervous about putting this, it was a normal day, but i had this idea, and well, here it is...
The Setting Sun25: Thank you very much for helping me with this... Iowe you a big one:)
This is just the prologue.
Anyway, hope you like it!
PLEASE R&R
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It was a quiet cold foggy night. A pair of feet were walking to the house on Ernest Ct. His cigarette fell to the ground and he kicked the house door, which fell to the ground. He stepped inside.
Breaking in houses was nothing new to this man. He's done this lots of times. But one thing was on his mind: finishing the job.
He raced up the stairs and stopped at a door, he kicked it open.
The man woke up with alarmed eyes and his breathing was hard and heart beating a million times faster. The man stood there with his revolver he was holding in the air and his sharp eyes on the old man on the bed.
"Alright, stay were you are and don't move." The man with a revolver was pointed right at the old man in the bed.
"Who are you?" The man said to him.
"That's for you never to know Mr. Ranks."
"How do you know my name? I'm calling the police."
"Don't bother." And he pulled the trigger and shot him right on the head.
He ran out of there as fast as he could. As soon as he was out of the house he got out his cell phone and dialled a number.
"Mr. Ranks is now no longer with us today." He said into his cell phone.
"Alright Michael is he dead or not?" a voice from the other line said.
"Yep. Sure is."
The voice of the other line laughed. "Good Moscovitz…"
"Where do we meet?"
"How much?"
"The normal price, 2300 dollars in cash."
"Well, I can meet you in our old place tomorrow."
No way was he going to get his money the day after.
"You mean today." They already knew things were like he wanted.
"Sure, in two hours."
"One."
"But I can't get that money in one hour, you'll have to wait."
"One hour, or you'll follow Mr. Ranks." He hung up the phone, put it in his pocket and went to his car.
He got in, grabbed his cell phone and dialled another number.
"Hello?" A woman said.
"Hi, it's Michael."
"Oh, hi!"
"Lilly, I can't go there today, they called me from the office and I need to go there."
"What happened?" She asked.
"I'm not sure, they said it was important, can we meet tomorrow?"
"Sure, don't go home too late." He got his car key.
"I won't, bye."
"Bye!" She hung up and he started his car. He drove home and put his car in his garage. He went to the first floor and got in the tub.
He had a quick shower. Then he went up to his room and opened the second drawer of his chest of drawers.
He had a machine gun and a shotgun in there, with its munitions. There was an empty space in which he put his revolver.
He got ready and went to his garage again. He got in the car and drove to a small baseball camp. He stopped his car and got out. He locked the doors and went to an old alley.
When he got there he saw a man that was already there waiting for him.
"Two minutes late Michael." He said.
"Well, I needed to get conveniently dressed. Where's the payment?" The man moved his head in the direction of an empty can of garbage. Michael looked at it and saw a bag.
The man got the bag and gave it to him.
"We'll call if we need something else." And he went away.
Michael went to his car and got the money in the car before getting in. Then he drove home, the safest place to put his money.
He got his car in the garage and took out the bag which had the money inside.
He went to his room in the second floor and opened the safe. He got the money out of the bag and put it inside. He put the bag in the garbage and went to his living room.
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