Married…right…awkward
IN A DARK SMOKEY ROOM
Taylor walked in and shook a large mans hand.
everyone inside was dressed in suits while taylor had his casual on.
"Ha Ha Taylor! Nice to see you once again!" the large man said with his large stomach jiggling in time with his throaty laughs.
"As well as you Tony" Taylor said smiling.
"Sit down, take a load off" Tony said sitting behind a table.
Taylor followed and sat it the seat directly across from Tony.
"Thank you Tony for seeing me this late" Taylor said leaning on the tables hard surface.
Tony laughed once again and said "No problem. All though, I need to know why you are venturing out this late?" he grimaced. "the misses not behaving?"
Taylor looked down as if he was rethinking coming to Tony.
"No Tony, the misses is fine…but the man she just brought back into her life is what worries me." he frowned. "His name is Connor Temple. He is…or was a love interest of my fiancé"
"And what do you want me to do?" Tony said picking his beer up to drink it.
"I want you to put a price on his head. I want you to get rid of him. I never want to see his pathetic face again in my house or in my girls eyes you got me?" Taylor demanded.
"I got you. I got you" Tony agreed.
Taylor leaned back and stared at the beer in front of him. He thought only of how they would get rid of Connor. A shot to the head? A massive blow? A sudden explosion in his flat? all he wanted was to never ever have to hear or see him again.
"Taylor?" Tony began again. "How would you want to dispose of him?"
"Any way you see fit! Quick and easy you hear me?" Taylor said with a sudden rise in tone.
Tony smiled. "And…as always…I expect payment"
Taylor took out his checkbook and scribbled some numbers and his signature.
"Thank you sir" Tony said. "Expect him to be gone within days."
Taylor smiled. "Nice doing business with you"
"All the same" Tony stood and showed him out passed the body guards and the desk of the warehouse.
"Thank you for choosing the mob" a woman said from the desk.
Taylor walked out into an ally in a ship yard.
The smell of fish and rotten chum stuck to him as he walked.
It wasn't till two that he got home to Abby sleeping.
He changed and laid next to her.
It only took seconds for him to settle in and fall into a mini coma.
But he didn't know that the plan of his would be foiled.