Here's Chapter 11! Hope you enjoy it :)

David continued to drive; he received a call on his cell phone. He took it out and started talking.

"Yea?" David said.

"Hey it's me Alan. Paul wanted me to tell ya that the job that we did earlier was good. Where you heading to right now?" he asked as he leaned on the side of his hood checking out the ladies of the late afternoon.

David made a turn and said, "I'm heading over the Heavenly Meadows retirement home.

"What for man?" Alan asked as a barely legal woman jogged by him in a pair of tight sweatpants and sports bra.

"I'm going there to see my mother." David said feeling a bit guilty saying it.

Alan nodded as he got back to his car. "Well give me a call when you want to hit some more shit up."

"Alright, talk to you later." David hung up the phone and checked his watch. He had enough time to see his mother for a little bit before visiting hours were over.

When he arrived, he parked the taxi, in the visiting parking garage and walked towards the place. It looked rather peaceful than he thought. He was always told retirement homes were nothing more than a dumping ground to put the elderly in and forget all about them till they died and mail off a letter to the family regretting the demise of their grandfather or grandmother.

While he continued walking, an orderly dressed in white approached him. The white guy was bald while face remained unshaven. As he lit up a menthol cigarette, he said, "The hell do you want?"

"I'm here to see my mother, Rosa DePalma." David said looking at the orderly up and down.

He raised both eyebrows and said, "Rosa DePalma? She's your mother?"

David laughed. "You make it sound like she's the devil or some shit."

"If you only fucking knew, other than that I need you to take out anything you have that might endanger the elderly inside," said the orderly. "And if you have a gun, that shit better have the safety on."

David nodded and took both 9mm Beretta's out of his pocket and handed them to the orderly. The orderly carefully looked at his guns and saw both safeties already on them and nodded.

"Alright, go on in."

David thanked him and proceeded on inside. As he walked inside, he heard soothing jazz music and people tending to the elderly. It looked like a nice place and felt like thanking Randy for taking their mother to a nice place rather than some slump over at the gasworks. As he sat down by the leather couch he heard a loud crash followed by a slap that the entire lobby heard, and a nurse running out a room holding her face crying.

"Get security! That bitch is fucking crazy!" cried the nurse.

So much for that thank you for Randy, David thought, as he knew exactly who that was.

"I thought I told you I wanted the penne pasta not the fucking turkey and mash!" Rosa said yelling coming out of her room holding a cane. She was a short woman with short auburn hair with several shades of grey, a round plump face, and chocolate brown eyes just like David. She had a couple of wrinkles on her as well as a pissed off look on her face.

"I told you what I wanted, so get to it you fucking moron!" Rosa shouted as she approached the nurse moving her cane back and forth while security backed away slowly. "Honestly, what does it take to get something I would like from you fucks?" The security guards were being cautious due to the fact that she severely injured an orderly weeks ago by shattering his balls with a kick that could rival an all-state football kicker.

"Mom, relax, remember your blood pressure." David said trying to pull his mother away from choking the life of the nurse.

"Get the fuck away…David?"

David nodded smiling at the surprised look of his mother's face. Rosa dropped the cane and took a look of her son and smiled brightly with tears in her eyes.

"Oh my God…David, I wouldn't even think you would come to see me. Come here you." Rosa said hugging him.

"I told you I'd see ya mom." David said hugging his mom tightly. "How have you been? They treating you good I hope?"

"Of course not," Rosa wiped her eyes and said. "I oughta beat your brother's ass for sending me here."

"Mom, calm down." David said.

She looked up at him, and popped him in the mouth. "Don't tell me what to do David. Just cause you have gotten a little older, finally have hair on your nuts doesn't mean I can't slap you into next week."

David nodded. "Sorry ma. How about we go for a walk around the place, we can both go for the exercise," said David poking fun at his mother, only to get slapped upside the head.

"I really don't need the exercise to begin with. You however, need to eat a little bit more," said Rosa as she held her sons arm and the two walked out of the foyer, and to the garden that was in the back. The garden had several white, yellow and red roses as well as a medium sized fountain with a cupid statue in the center, as well as a couple of ducks swimming. There were a couple of benches that were occupied so the two decided to sit by the empty bench over by the roses.

"Look at you. You look so much like your father David," said Rosa looking how much he resembled her late husband.

"Don't remind me ma," David said flatly staring at the ground for a bit.

"Now look, your father was a great guy. He just had a few faults here and there, before he died." Rosa explained.

David rolled his eyes, but away from his mother so she wouldn't see and get smacked again. "Oh, come on," said David as he stood up. "Not being around the house a lot, being a full fledged drug dealer, mass murderer, and mobster doesn't make someone great," said David and then thought to himself, Then again I'm in the fucking mafia, and have killed more people than dad probably did. I'm no better than dad.

"Well I'm sure you aren't doing that kind of thing are you?" Rosa said looking at her son.

"No mom…of course not. You know me," David lied. "I just work as a simple driver making deliveries, and operating stuff."

"Well good," said Rosa hugging her son. "Sorry if I got a little carried away earlier today and yelled at you. Just that, ever since you left, those four years screwed up your brother. I mean of course he was just a troublemaker when you were here, just not as bad as he is now. If it's not too much to ask David…just watch over on your brother. I don't want the same thing happening to him or yourself. You two are all I have left."

"Yea mom, I'll try to." David said softly. He already was during the first few days.

"Don't try son, just do it for me." Rosa asked as she stood up and hugged. "You meet anybody special David?" she asked.

He shook his head and said, "No, haven't had the time to do so."

"Well there's this one woman who comes to see her grandfather here on Saturdays. She's such a cute girl. Smart, educated just like you and has all of her teeth, unlike some of the women out here." Rosa said as she took some bread from her pocket and tossed it into the fountain, watching the ducks go at the bread.

"Mom," David complained while standing up. "Knowing the women you try to set me up act like they just escaped out of a mental hospital. Remember that girl you tried to get me to date that worked with her mom at the flower shop?"

"Yea, what about it?"

"Mom, she couldn't stop talking about flowers and animals during the date," said David laughing.

"Well I want you to look for a decent woman. I do want grandkids you know." Rosa said smiling and tossing the last piece of bread at the ducks. She looked at her watch and saw that visiting hours were over and sighed.

David took notice and saw her looking at the time and asked, "What's wrong ma?"

"Visiting hours are about to be over, but still I want you to watch over your brother, and stay out of trouble." Rosa said giving her son a hug. "Tell your brother to come see me…so I can smack the hell out of him for ditching me at this retirement home."

David laughed. "Sure thing mom. I'll come visit you again all right?" Rosa nodded as he walked her back to the lobby. "Now get some food, and try not to scare any nurses."

"Don't bet it on it. See you later son. Be careful for me."

"I will. Take care of yourself mom."

The two gave each other one last hug and David walked towards the exit. His mother continued looking as she wiped her eyes and headed back to her room. Meanwhile, David headed back outside to see the same orderly now smoking his third menthol.

"My guns please," said David looking at the orderly waving the smoke away from his face.

The orderly blew smoke right at him as he flicked the cigarette away, and handed him both of his guns.

"Dirty motherfucker," snarled David as he snatched both of his guns and headed to the taxi he came in, when he got a call on his cell. He began holstering his pistols while he saw it was his brother calling him. "Yea, Randy what's going on?" David asked when all of a sudden he heard several gunshots ring out on the phone. "RANDY!" he yelled.

Several seconds passed followed by another string of gunshots, women screaming, and several people yelling in Spanish. "Randy, talk to me! What the fuck is going on!?"

"David!" Randy yelled out. "Get your ass over here at my club now!"

When David started the car he could hear more gunshots. "Randy what is going on over there?" he yelled.

"Don't question me little brother, just fucking get here…ahh!" Randy screamed as a gunshot rang off and the phone all of a sudden went dead.

Horrified, David hung the phone up, stomped on the gas pedal hitting the highway. He knew exactly who was shooting his place up; as he was going close to hitting 70mph. David picked up the phone and dialed someone who could help him out.

Elsewhere, Alan had the same barely legal woman straddled on top of him making out in his car. She was grinding on him with a cute smile on her face while Alan grinned.

"So what else you got to show me?" Alan asked as he firmly grabbed her behind with both hands pulling her close to him.

"That depends Alan baby. What are you gonna give me?" The woman asked as she slowly began taking her top off.

Alan was grinning like a complete fool waiting for his prize, till his phone rang. As she slowly pulled the tube top off, Alan tried to ignore the first three rings. By the fourth ring, he became irritated and grabbed the phone from his pocket.

'Baby, who is that?" the woman asked as she paused lifting her shirt up.

"Fuck if I know." Alan said annoyed as the phone rang a fifth time. "This better be fucking good," said Alan flipping the phone so he could talk. "What?" Alan demanded.

"Alan you wanted to hit some shit up with me, so how would like to hit some shit up with some Cubans over at the Red Light District?" David said, cutting the bullshit and getting to the business at hand. "It's at Club Sugar Daddy."

Alan shrugged. "Look man, I'm a little preoccupied…verypreoccupied if you catch my drift," said Alan as the woman on top of him giggled loud enough for David to hear.

"My brother might have gotten shot, and I need your skills man. Are you up for it? I'm sure my brother can give ya a couple hundred for this. For me man. I would do the same thing in your situation."

Alan looked at the phone, and then at her. He did this for a few seconds till David asked him again if he was up to it. He sighed and replied, "Ok deal. I'm on the other side of the city so it might take me a bit of a while. In the meantime hang in there and save some for me to shoot up." He hung up the phone and opened his car door. "Sorry cutie, you're going to have to get out, maybe another time we can finish up what we started."

The woman looked at him upset. "Oh, come on!" she cried. "What's more important? Some guy asking for help, or this." With that said, she finally raised up her shirt and exposed her breasts out to him. "Come on Alan, just ten minutes."

Alan shook his head and pulled her shirt down. "Did you just hear me? If it were up to me, I would've hung up the phone and fucked you six ways till Sunday. But you know what they say; homies over hoes."

"The fuck did you just call me?"

"You heard me well; now take the hint and, beat it before I push you out." Alan said glaring at her.

She glared at him as she got off his lap, and out of the car. "See if I ever call you motherfucker!" She slammed the door while looking at him with repulsion.

Alan smiled as he started the car and lowered the window. "Don't worry Monica" he said saying her name for once. "You'll will. You always do." With that said he hit the gas and raced towards the Red Light District.

Back on the freeway, David's cab was going fast enough and wished he had his Sentinal on him instead of the cab. His car would have went much faster than this. Hang on Randy, just hang in there.

Sorry about this chapter being short, I wanted to show a little bit of David and Randy's mom. Still, I hope you enjoy this chapter and send your comments! Stay tuned for Chapter 12!!