Sam tossed and turned all night. Having nightmares about Frank Cassidy and his goons. Killing Sam and his family.
While,his brother Richie just stood there and watched puffing on his Cuban cigar. Smiling the whole morning came.
Sam was exhausted. He kissed Mercedes on the lips has she slept wrapped in the sheets. Before heading to the bathroom to take a shower.
After his shower Sam grabbed an apple. Walking out the door. Deciding to walk to work this morning.
Eventho,his soar foot was still in a little pain.
The diner wasn't that far away from the house. Just a few blocks away. As Sam walked down the long narrow road block after block.
His mind was troubled.
Knowing Frank Cassidy was going to eventually pay him another visit. And the next time it want be so subtle. Something bad was going to
happen. The next time Sam and Frank saw each other.
Sam just hoped that Mercedes,Jack and Sarah wouldn't be around to see it happen. That's Sam worst fear. Is for his family to look at him
as a monster. Which Sam was in the past. But,that part of him was still alive somewhere deep inside.
That vicious monster that was Joey Cusack was hidden. And at any moment Sam could lose it.
And Joey takes over. Sam made it to the diner.
None of his employees had come in for work yet. And to be honest Sam wasn't in the right mind to be work today. Pouring himself a fresh
cup of coffee. Sam sat down on a empty stool. In heavy thought.
He didn't even noticed the Black car with tinted windows. Just sitting outside the diner. Until he turned his head
staring back at the car. It sat there a couple of seconds before the diver pulled off.
Sam immediately ran out the diner. As the car drove straight going towards his house.
Sam in a panic fearing for the worst. That Cassidy was headed for his family. Running as fast as he could. Dialing the house phone from his
cell. ''Come on,come on pick up!'' Sam running with all his might. ''Hello?'' Mercedes still sleepy in bed.
Answered the house phone. ''Mercedes get the shotgun their coming to the house!'' Sam shouted all out of breath ''Sam?''
''Who coming?'' ''Are you serious?!'' Mercedes scared. '''Mercedes just do get the shot gun and be ready!'' ''I'll be there as soon as I can!''
Sam hung up his cell. Running as fast as his legs could take him. ''Shit!'' Mercedes jumped out of bed pajamas and all. Sprinting to the
bedroom closet to grab the shotgun. Fumbling to load the shot gun with 2 bullets. Mercedes with the loaded shotgun in her hands quickly
ran downstairs. She locked the front door. Standing against the wall ready to blow anybody's head off.
That came thru the the door trespassing. It took Sam about 15 minutes to home. That's more than enough time for his family to be killed.
Sam busted thru the front door all out of breath.
Mercedes pointing the shotgun at him. Sam raising his hands up signaling don't shot. ''Fuck!'' ''Sam what is going on.'' ''Jesus!'' Mercedes
was scared out of her mind. Sam bent down out of breath. ''I don't know,I don't know.'' He repeated. Wheezing and gasping. Mercedes sat
the shot gun down on the wooden table stand. Hugging Sam. ''Let me call John.''
''No…no.'' Sam stopped her from calling John. ''I just….I think I'm losing my mind.'' He lied. ''No,you're not.'' ''It's just you've been thru a
serious trauma.'' ''I'm here for you Sam….we're all here for you.'' Mercedes hugged Sam closed to her. Jack shocked just looked on. Sarah
came down the stairs asking Mercedes about taking her to get a new pair of shoes she promised.
Mercedes told Sarah to get ready. They would be leaving in a few minutes. Mercedes kissed Sam. Before going up stairs to get dressed for
the day. Sam sat down on the couch.
Jack curious to talk to his father. Came in the living room. He picked up the shot gun looking at it. ''Hey….careful it's loaded.'' Sam gestured
waving his hand. Telling his son to give him the loaded weapon. Jack handed the shotgun over to Sam.
Sam unloaded it. ''Why was mom running around the house with that shotgun?'' ''What's going on dad?''
Jack looked at Sam worried. ''It's nothing to worry about false alarm.'' Sam told Jack sitting the shotgun against the wall. ''But,I am worried
dad.'' ''You look tired and you're soaked in sweat.'' Sam started to take his shoe off. To relieve the pressure off his soar foot. As Jack
continued to question him. ''What did you mean by false alarm and talking about losing your mind?''
Sam sigh…. ''Some mob boss seen me on t.v. and thinks he knows me.'' ''Wow that's crazy.'' Jack said. ''Yeah.'' Sam nodded his head
agreeing. ''So you think this mob boss wants you dead?'' Jack looked at Sam waiting for a answer. ''It's crazy I have know reason to think
anybody wants me dead!'' Sam lying to his son. ''And….you raced back here to save us?''
Sam nodded again. ''But,what if you're right.'' ''What if this mob boss does want you dead?!'' Jack eyeing Sam. ''Then we deal with it.''
''Now get ready for school.'' ''You don't want to be late.'' Sam said standing up grabbing the shotgun. Walking upstairs. He was beyond
tried. And needed some rest. The diner was closed for today. Hopefully tomorrow would be better day all around.
Mercedes finally made it to the mall. She helped Sarah out the car. Grabbing her hand. As they walked into the mall. Little did she know.
She was being followed by Frank Cassidy. Mercedes was talking to the sales lady about shoe sizes. She didn't noticed that Sarah had left the
store and wandered off.
Mercedes franticly search for her daughter. She found her staring at some try of dolls. But,she wasn't alone. Frank Cassidy was sitting on a
bench watching her. Mercedes heart dropped. She ran over to her daughter hugging for dear life.
''Sarah don't you ever do that again okay?'' I little girl nodded. ''I'm sorry mommy,but look they have the new
American girl dolls.'' Sarah pointed at the glass. ''Nothing to worry about Mrs. Evans.'' ''I've been watching over her.'' Frank smirked
sarcastically. Mercedes whipped her head around staring daggers at Frank.
''You stay the fuck away from my family!'' ''You son of a bitch!'' Sarah in her own world began to play in the mall toy fire truck. Not over her
hearing her mother's foul language. Such horrible language for such a beautiful woman . Frank calmly sat with his legs crossed. ''Listen I
don't know what you want and I don't care.''
Mercedes told Frank disgusted that she was being harassed. ''Well Mrs. Evans you should care.'' ''Because,I want something from your
husband.'' ''Sam wouldn't know you!'' ''What don't you get?''
Mercedes sneered at Frank. ''Oh,he knows me very well.'' ''You see my eye and face.'' ''He knows me very well.'' ''Ask your husband how he
tried to rip my eye out with barbwire.'' Mercedes not believing Frank shaking her head. ''He's still crazy Joey deep down in side and you know
it.'' ''Ask him about his older brother Richie.'' Frank irking Mercedes nerves.
''Sam doesn't have a brother.'' ''You're delusional and crazy!'' Mercedes snapped at him. ''But,am I ask your self this.'' ''Why is your
husband so good at killing people?'' Mercedes rolled her eyes.
''If you come near my family again I'll call the cops.'' ''Do you understand?'' Frank laughed. ''Yeah I understand.'' Mercedes grabbed Sarah
and left. Frank continued to laugh. Watching Mercedes walk away.
Meanwhile at MillBrook Senior Highschool….
Jack and his best friend Christina which he had a big crush on. But,never had the guts to ask her out. Were walking down the busy school
hallway. The bell had just rung. Signaling students that it was time for next class period.
When someone violently pushed Jack in the back. Causing his school books to fall to the floor in the process of the push. When Jack
turned to see who pushed him it was Bobby Thomas. A jock and bully. That wouldn't leave Jack alone. Bobby constantly taunted and
physically harassed Jack on a regular basis at school.
And today was a boiling point literally. Jack balled up his fist ready to fight Bobby. ''Oh,what are you gonna do sissy?!'' ''You think your hero
father would be proud of his sissy son!'' Bobby egged Jack on with insults.
''Leave him alone Booby.'' Christina told him helping up for Jack. ''Shut up slut!'' Bobby shouted at Christina. ''Look at him he's getting
mad.'' Bobby laughed and his jock friends laughed with him. ''Jack he's a ass.'' ''Let's just go let's get out of here.'' ''Come on.''
Christina trying to stop a fight before it happened.
Jack backed away. Not letting his anger cloud his judgement. But,when he turned to walk away. ''Yeah run away pussy.'' Bobby smirked.
One of the jocks stopped him.
And that's when Jack throw all judgement and control out the window. Kicking the jock in his privates. Then turning to Bobby. In a rage Jack
punched Bobby repeatedly in the face. Slamming Bobby against the lockers.
''You motherfucker who's the sissy and pussy now!'' Jack kicked Bobby in his side. Then hitting Bobby again in the face causing blood to
splattered all over the hallway floor. As students gathered looking at the one-sided fight. Bobby didn't get one hit in. Jack ferociously beating
him. Christina grabbed Jack pulling him away.
''What the hell was you thinking?!'' Sam grilled Jack. After picking him up from school. Sam was in bed resting when he got a phone call
from Jack's school. Saying that Jack had gotten suspended for fighting.
''Dad Bobby has been harassing me since the first day of school he's a jerk!'' Jack defended his actions. ''He's a jerk that's your excuse?''
''Then you stand up to him not put him in a hospital.'' Sam trying to reason with his son. Jack shrugged. '' Oh,Big deal!'' ''It's the best thing
that could've happened to him.'' Sam shook his head.
''It is a big deal.'' ''Bobby family is talking about suing us.'' ''There could be assault charges.'' ''Jack we don't have that type of money!''
Sam frustrated with Jack not understanding the serious of his actions.
''Like mom isn't gonna take the case.'' Jack rolled his eyes nonchalant. ''Listen smart ass in this family we do not solve
problems using our fist!'' Sam tired of Jacks back talk. ''No with just shoot instead!'' Jack retorted. Sam slapped Jack across the face. He
didn't mean to but he did. Jack ran off. Before Sam could apologize.
Mercedes and Sarah finally made it home. Sam was laying down in bed. When he saw Sarah run into her room. To play with her toys.
Sam went down stairs into the living room. ''Mercedes have you seen Jack?'' Sam asked. But,Mercedes was in deep worried thought. ''What's
the matter?'' Sam waiting for Mercedes to answer.
''Frank Cassidy followed me to the mall.'' Mercedes ran her hands thru her thick curly hair. What are you okay?! ''Should I call John…I'm
going to call John!'' Sam walking to the kitchen phone.
''No,I already took care of it.'' ''I got a restraining order.'' ''At least if he comes near us again.'' ''He's going to jail.'' Mercedes looked at Sam.
He sat back down. ''I gotta tell you something this Frank Cassidy guy.'' ''He is certain he knows you.'' Mercedes staring into Sam's eyes.
''Well he doesn't.'' Sam staring back into Mercedes eyes. ''This is just a big misunderstanding.''
Looking out the front living room window. Sam and Mercedes could see the black car that Frank Cassidy drove around in. Sam quickly ran up
stairs grabbing the shotgun. Mercedes right behind him.
As he walked out the front door. Cassidy along with his two hired killers. Got out the car. ''Get off our property!'' Sam
shouted. ''Joey just cut the bullshit.''
''Come with us back to Philly now.'' ''And we'll leave your family alive and alone.'' Frank wickedly smiled. ''I told you I've never been to
Philadelphia!'' Sam still denying everything.
Frank shook his head. Ordering one of his men. To open the back seat car door. Grabbing Jack from the car. Jack! Mercedes screamed trying
to get her son. ''Mom!'' Jack screamed.
As he was being held captives. Sam held Mercedes back. ''No.'' ''I will get him.'' ''Go up to Sarah.'' Sam held his forehead against Mercedes.
Whispering I will get him one last time before she went back inside the house.
''Drop the gun Joey.'' Frank ordered. Sam drop the shotgun on the ground. ''Come closer.'' Frank ordered.
Sam came closer with his hand raised.
''Jack go back to the house.'' Sam spoke. Cassidy nodded his head. Jack was let free. As he walked past his father looking him in the face. He
could see this Joey Cusack person.
It was like his dad was gone and Joey was revealed. Sam face was stone cold. Eyes dark. ''Come on Joey get in the car.'' Frank told him. ''It
would be better if you just leave now.'' Sam warned.
''Joey,joey.'' Frank shook his head nodding towards Charlie. Charles walked over to Sam pointing his gun about to grabbed him.
When Sam twisted Charles arm.
Then violently smashing his nose in until all of the bone cartilage was damage. Charles feel to the ground bleeding out. Sam grabbed
Charles gun shooting James.
Frank shot Sam. Sam feel to the ground. Mercedes screamed looking thru the window as everything went down. Sam was hit in the
shoulder. As he laid on the ground. Frank stood over him.
''Got anything to say before I blow your brains out?'' ''You bastard.'' ''Yeah,I should've killed you back in Philly.'' Sam blow out
labored breaths. ''Yeah,Joey you should've.''
Frank said as he was about to pull the trigger. A shot went off. Blood gushed all over Sam's face and clothes. Frank fell to the ground. Jack
had the shot gun in his had. Sam looked up.
Seeing Jack scared expression. Sam got up from the ground. Grabbing the shotgun out of Jack's hand. Hugging his son. Jack cried in his
fathers arms. Police and ambulance were called.
Sam was admitted into a hospital room. His bullet wound was life threatening. Sam laid in his hospital bed thinking about what
happen. How did his family see him now.
Now that he was exposed. Mercedes walked in the hospital. She had some many questions. And needed answers. ''Tell me the truth.''
''You can do that right?'' ''Tell me the truth Sam.''
''What do you think you heard?'' Sam questioned. ''It's not what I heard it's what I saw.'' ''You Sam.'' ''You turned into Joey
right in front my eyes.'' Mercedes voice weak and cracking.
Sam eyes and face guilt written. ''Oh,my god it's true you killed people back in Philly?!'' Mercedes feeling sick. ''Joey
Cusack did.'' ''Not Sam Evans.''
Sam trying to get Mercedes to understand. ''Our whole life is a lie Sam or should I be calling you Joey!'' Mercedes walked out.
Sam was discharged from the hospital. He took a taxi home. Jack was sitting outside on the steps. ''Hey,Jack.'' Sam spoke. ''What am I
supposed to call you know?'' Jack spoke.
''You call me dad I am your dad.'' Sam told his son. Jack shaking his head.''Really?'' ''You're this killer mobster dad.'' ''If I talked to Christina about you.''
''Will you have me killed?''killed?'' Jack was testing Sam's patience. ''Please son don't'' Sam trying to make amends with his son.
Jack walked off. Sam tried to grabbed his hand. But,Jack brushed him off. Sam just let him go. Deciding it was best to let Jack
cool off. Later on in the day. Sam was outside working on his pick up truck.
John stopped by to question Sam. He was curious. Too much stuff had happened. And he wanted
Sam's side of the story. Mercedes had just come home.
She walked in on Sam getting questioned by John. ''What's going on here?'' She asked plastering a fake smile.
''Well,Mercedes I have some questions for Sam.''
''Things aren't adding up.'' ''These are some real criminal secretive men.'' ''And they wouldn't exposed themselves.'' ''Without reason.'' John
spoke looking at a family picture. That read ''Evans Family'' on the frame.
''So what are you saying John?'' Mercedes inquired. ''I'm saying I want the truth.'' John inquired back. ''The truth is Sam is who he says he is.''
''I'm beyond hurt that you of all people would question that John!''
''Haven't our family suffered enough!'' Mercedes forced faked tears that turned into real sorrows. John decided to
leave. ''Thanks.'' Sam told Mercedes.
Because,she saved him from the truth being told to John. That he was a ex-mobster and killer. Mercedes got up walking off.
''Wait,Mercedes!'' Sam grabbed Mercedes wrist before she could go upstairs.
''Don't touch me!'' She slapped him. Sam angry grabbed Mercedes by the throat. ''Fuck you Joey!'' She yelled at him. Breaking Sam's hold
from her neck. Mercedes started to run up the stairs Sam grabbed her ankled. Tripping her. She kicked him. Shouting. ''Get off me!'' Sam
trying to calm her down. She slapped him again. Both tussling on the stairs.
Sam wrapped his hand around Mercedes throat again. He stopped realizing shit had gone too far. Sam was about to
get off Mercedes. When She pulled him in for a rough lustful kiss.
They both moaned. Mercedes ran her hands thru Sam's blonde hair. Their lips tangled. Sam pulled Mercedes panties
down from her skirt. Mercedes pulled Sam's pants down.
Sam thrusted inside Mercedes hard. She hissed. He hissed. They fucked on the stairs. There was no love making in the
moment. Just hard rough sex. After Mercedes pushed Sam off of her going upstairs.
Late at night as Sam slept on the couch downstairs in the living room. The house phone rung.
Sam answered. ''Hello?'' He answered in a groggy voice.
''Hey,little bro you remember me?'' It was Richie. ''Richie?'' Sam slowly sat up. ''I see you're still a pro at killing.''
Richie joked. But,Sam didn't laughed. ''Are you gonna come see me?'' ''Or do I have to come see you?'' Richie threatened.
Sam got dressed. Started up his pick up. And headed to Philadelphia to meet his older brother...