Disclaimer: I wish I owned all the people I've included in my story, and I don't get to make any money off of this either, so don't sue me, I'm broke anyway.
Summary: She is hunted by the men that killed her husband. He lost his family to a tragic car accident.. Can life go on? Or is more tragity thrown in the mix?
Characters: Mark Calloway & OC's (Some other WWE characters might show up)
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Stacy

Chapter 9

"I hope that you two are here to give me good news this time. I don't need anymore loose ends."

Tony nodded vigorously under the watchful eye of the powerful man standing across the darkened room from him, "Yes, boss, we did exactly what you asked us to do."

The man bobbed his brown head approvingly with a smile stretching his lips, "Good. Did you bring back the valuables?"

"We didn't find much, but the things that looked like they might be worth somethin' are in the van." Angelo piped up, "The rest of their things went up with the house."

"Went up with the house? Are you telling me you set the house on fire?"

Tony glared at his partner, "Well, you see…" he started to explain but was stopped when the man held up his hand to silence him.

"I don't want or NEED excuses you half wit!" His voice boomed vibrating the small room, "Did you two burn down the damn house?

Both men hung their heads in shame, neither of them wanting to answer in fear of what might happen if they admitted the truth.

Stepping further into the small light of the room, the man glared icily at the two hit-men in front of him, "Do you have any idea what you've done?" The words hissed angrily through his teeth, "I should kill you both now to save myself a lot of time and money!"

"She was in the house!" Angelo cried in fear as his employer reached inside his suit jacket.

Tony's head snapped to the side, his eyes full of questions while Angelo continued to ramble on to their boss. "We figured why not kill two birds with one stone. If they ever find Michael's body, they could easily think he did it himself, especially with his past. We shot him at close range and the bullet went in clean at the temple. When we dropped the body off in the dessert we wiped the gun clean and left it in the area. The police will most likely suspect he set the fire at his house, killing his wife, and then decided to off himself."

The large man turned away from Tony and Angelo, rubbing his chin in thought, "Even though I don't pay you to figure or think about what you are doin, you could be right. With what we've learned about Michael and his past, there is a good possibility that IF they uncover all that we have, they just might assume that he had done it all." He agreed before slowly turning his head to face them again, "You both need to make sure that the information on Michael IS uncovered. Now, if the police find any reason to believe that it wasn't Michael that had done it and you if two idiots have left a trail that leads them to me… there WILL be hell to pay. And your deaths WILL be slow and painful. Trust me on that. Now get outta here!"

Tony and Angelo slowly backed away from the over-grown man, still not fully trusting that he wouldn't retaliate. At the doorway they both spun and quickly made their way out of the building.

Once out in the parking lot, and out of ear shot, Tony grabbed his partner and shook him, "What the fuck have you done? You should've never told him what happened!"

"Look, he would've found out sooner or later. The way I see it, I bought us some time." Angelo explained as he pushed Tony away. "While the boss-man is waitin' for the ashes to settle, we can continue to search for the girl and finish the job."

Tony snorted, "We've been searching for the girl for a few days now and we haven't been able to find even a small clue as to where she might be. We agreed before we went in there to lie about killin' her to keep ourselves alive a couple more days so we could keep searchin' for her. What happens if the police blow this for us and the boss finds out it isn't the girl that was in the house? What do you think the big man is going to do to us then? If you hadn't panicked while we were pickin' up the goods we wouldn't be in this fuckin' mess!"

"Dude, she couldn't have gotten far, she's on foot and she's hurt. I hit her square in the head with the butt of my gun!" Angelo rationalized as he pointed to his own forehead for emphasis. "I think the bitch is in the hospital. I need to stop listenin' to you and start searchin' the hospitals in the area. If she hasn't been admitted and nobody's seen here there, then I'm goin' to turn this damn town upside down until I do find her. Someone, somewhere, had to of seen her."

"Now, let me ask you this, you fuckin' idiot." Tony replied sarcastically, "Say you go to the hospitals askin' around about her and all these people are seein' you and talking to you while you're searching for her and then suddenly she turns up dead… what then? What, you don't think you'll be the first person they start lookin' for?"

Angelo shrugged his shoulders, the movement casual and brief. "We'll have to tell everyone that we're family or somethin' and that she's missin'. Once we finish her off we'll find a way to dispose of the body where it'll NEVER be found. Catch my drift?"

Tony nodded, "Yeah I got it. BUT, if this doesn't work… rest easy knowing the boss won't have kill you… I'll do it my damn self!"

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