Jack "bloody clover" was no Angel through his life having lived most of it being one of the most notorious hit men of the golden age of gangsters in the 20s and 30s by leaving behind a four leaf clover on the heart's of those he took out especially those on behalf of the Triano family, but one of the things he deeply enjoyed doing was spending time with his long-time childhood friend and boyfriend Anthony Triano, son of Henrion Triano the head of the mafia family himself and always trod a very fine line between being with Anthony and keeping up appearances by dating women from time to time something for him made much easier being a bisexual man despite denying he ever was.
Jack sits in his hospital bed in a upright position in his private suite he had paid for making use of the he amassed over the decades, he's a hollow shell of who he once was in his old age, his skin was extremely pale and wrinkled and dotted with blemishes and the odd scar here and there, hi face was a old long scraggly beard of near snow white hair loosely hanging into his face.
He's watching TV particularly the news having nothing much else to do and weakly pressing his thumb into the skip channel button to click inbetween the different news networks and settles on one in particular that catches his attention despite his lowered hearing, turning the volume up on the tv to make dam sure he hears it and growing out the heart monitor beeps.
"Breaking news! A new bill against pased in the state court legalizing same sex marriage not a hour ago!" Jack's eyes go wide and the sound of the monitors and the tv get drowned out as he zones out groggyly turning his head to look at a framed photo on a wooden nightstand, reaching for it he picks it up and holds it in front of him resting it on his chest.
The picture is a group photo of himslef, Anthony Triano and his sister Molly Triano hugging each other after a having a awesome night out together, Anthony is wearing a dress having a very well done make up job done by his sister, whilst standing at it a wet splat hits the glass of the picture as Jack has started to cry into it shivering and whimpering as he hugs it to him with tears flowing down his face as he belts out "ABOUT EiGHTY NINE YEARS TO FUCKING LATE!" As he's yelling he breaks out into a violent coughing fit straining his throat as thoughts of his own mortality suddenly slam into him, rocking back and forth in his bed still hugging the photo, as a concerned young nurse walks into the room followed by a few others as sound returns to him with the monitors beeping wildly and the tv still going on with the broadcast.
"Sir?! Sir?! Can you hear me?! " says Andrew frantically holding onto Jack's shoulders before he snaps out of it and looks at her and she continues "your monitors going haywire, your dying sir" Jack seems to smile as if at peace with the news then he says " the rest of you get out...you nurse...get me dressed...I'm not dying on my...back..I'm dying on my feet... " she quickly dismisses the other nurses as she runs over a wardrobe and pulls out a clear plastic suit packet with a outfit inside of it holding holding it up as if to ask if it's the one Jack wants and he says "YES dammit your dumb arse,.quickly" she quickly sets about helping Jack getting dressed scared to lose her job due to how much Jack's reputation proceeds him in this hospital.
Quickly Jacks dressed in the same suit and the outfit he was dressed in the day of the night out with Anthony which still just about hits him still even after all of these years complete with his signature weapon in a modified chest rig holster, a custom engraved mauser C96 pistol with a Damascus steel inlay of his initials surrounded by a four leaf clover, holding onto the photo he uses the free hand to hold into a walking came as he's helped across the room to the farside window.
Getting there the nurse backs off as a preacher walks into the room holding a bible as he kindly asks "my son, I'm father cas.." He's cut off by Jack turning around fairly quickly for his age and says "FUCK OFF!..." He coughs loudly and harshly "you and your fucking..order of charlatans..have done nothing..but prosecute..and lynch people..like..me..and telling us we'll to to hell or such..bollocks...piss of and let in peace the both of you" he saves his hand dismissively as he turns to face the window again as the priest walks out angry and the nurse shocked leaving Jack alone and standing out across the city enjoying the sunrise view as he smiles to himself looking at the photo then the sunrise as it casts a warm glow over him as a single tear rolls down his cheek " wherever I end up after this..I just hope your there awaiting for me Anthony.. " his body feels cold and stiff as his heartbeat stops and his vison goes black as the heart monitor flatlines..
But instead of fading to nothing, waking up in heaven, being reincarnated as someone else's newborn or something, but instead he feels...warm really warm.
To be continued...