Chapter two! YAY! Oh my god, I got 3 reviews!
To Mary- THANKS!
Hmbird11- THANKS for the advice and review! I tried doing what you said in this chapter, and I believe I got it right! I hope I did! Again, thanks for the advice!
611 - L- I did that in this chapter, and I think I got what he meant! I plan on finishing this story IF IT KILLS ME! I have plans for the ending already.
Now, I'll stop boring you! Into the fictional word of my story!
A man by the name of Damon Parker sat in his office, tapping a pencil against his desk. What was he supposed to do?! He couldn't lose his girls. He may not have been around for the guy and clothes talk for Megan, but she wasn't like that anyways. Miranda was a typical little 6 year old who wanted her daddy to read to her every night. Damon tried to be around his children as much as he could without putting them in danger.
He wanted to see them grow up though. Go to Miranda's kindergarden graduation, and Megan's wedding if she ever got married. He knew that would never happen though. He was a mobster. His job was to dangerous for them to be around. Very dangerous indeed. He tried his best to keep them away, it actually tore at his heart every single day, and you know what? He still failed. They were being released from the hospital today, back on the streets. The place their attempted killer was.
They needed protection. Suddenly, an idea came to mind. It was risky. Then again, wasn't his life full of risks? He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
-So far for Marleen, poker wasn't her game. She lost most of her chips to Rico, Private, Skipper and Kowalski. Luck wasn't with her. Private put two cards in and took two others, and Skipper took three. Everyone put their cards down, and Skipper looked at Marlene's, "Hover dam Marleen! You have four aces!"
Shock ran through her as well as confusion. "No I don't…I have two aces, two three's, and a seven. How is that four aces?"
Kowalski decided to speak up. "Technically, yes. You see Marleen, we called three as wild, meaning it can be anything you want. You would think aces would be low, so you wouldn't wanna have them. When in all actuality, they can be either one or eleven. It was-"
Skipper cut him off by saying, "Yeah, I think she gets it." Whenever Kowalski went off like that, everyone got bored. Private tried to pay attention, but he couldn't really. Honestly, Skipper and Rico didn't even try.
A snore was heard, and Rico has fallen asleep! Skippers phone buzzed in his pocket, and he went to the other end of the room to take care of whoever it was. The rest of his team and Marleen of course, could only hear mumbling. After about five minutes of talking, Skipper came back.
"Sorry Marleen, classified information." He said as he gave a look to the female. She groaned, and said,
"Skipper, I AM 20! You don't need to hide things from me!"
Skipper held his ground though, and said, "Out."while pointing at the door. She complied, but it was clear she didn't want to.
"What was that about Skippah?" Private asked, confusion showing on his face.
Before explaining, he shook Rico awake. Rico shot up and said, "What?!" Skipper pretty much blew it off, but he slapped Rico for the 'attitude'. Then, he said, "Men, that was Damon. He wants us to meet him at the local hospital ASAP."
