Jason's eyes opened wide with fear as the man was about to pull the
trigger. His finger was pulling back on the trigger as the stuartest
walked by. He herd the footsteps and turned around quickly to see who it
was, but before he could turn his head back around, he realized that Jason
had pointed a gun to the back of his head.
"What are you going to shoot me now?", screamed the man.
Jason hesitated for a few seconds.
"C'mon I dare you. Push the button. I said push the fucking button!", the man screamed.
Jason finally pulled back on the trigger and blood was flying everywhere. The man finally fell on his stomach. Jason saw the disgusting bullet hole in the man's head. Everyone was frightened with fear. It was like the whole plane just froze. When Jason got near any guest, they ran away with fear. Jason could not believe he did that in public. When the frightened stuartest came to take his drink order, he ordered a molsin golden. After he finished it he thought to himself…..
"Shit that was good"
So Jason kept ordering more and more until he was completely plastered. He was so drunk he couldn't even stand up. When he got up to go to the bathroom, he barfed his brains out (not literally). When the flight was over he claimed his baggage and called for a taxi. He figured he would go to the beach since it was a nice day. As he was walking down the sidewalk, he saw a man carrying a bag, and since he was drunk and had no control over his mind, he screamed out……
"You…… must die!"
Bang! Bang! Jason fired 2 shots into the man and left him in a pool of his own blood. The shots were so loud, that everyone on the beach herd them, and they all ran in circles with fear. When the cops came to investigate, Jason had already gotten out of there and went to the hotel that Joey had booked him at, It was a nice hotel, with stone carvings and painted glass windows everywhere. When Jason had gotten to the hotel he had to go in disguise because his picture was on the front page of the newspaper and cops were looking for him everywhere. Joey had booked Jason at the grand master suite. He was about to lie down and put on the T.V. when all of a sudden Manny Fernandez of the Cuban mafia came out from behind the desk with a machine gun and started to fire at Jason. Jason got behind the bed and pulled out his revolver and started to fire back at Manny. Jason had gotten hit in the arm while Manny suffered severe damage to the stomach. However, Jason fired 2 more shots into Manny's head. The window was covered in blood. The people outside were wondering what was going on. After Manny was killed, Jason stuffed him in the closet. Just then, the phone rang. Joey was on the other line.
"Hey. What's going on, how you been?", asked Joey.
"Oh I left my hotel room, the alleyway by Miami Beach, and the 747 a bloody mess.", Jason replied.
"Good great stuff. Look I need you to go to the Static Night Club on Lions Road. Ray is going to be there I need you to confront him in front of those Cubans, and kill him.", Joey ordered.
"Can't I rest first? I've been doing shit all day and I'm tired." Jason asked.
"No you can't fucking rest! Look, Ray is going to be leaving in an hour and a half. Get to the club and kill him!", Joey ordered.
Joey immediately hung up the phone before Jason could answer.
"Damn I better get paid a shit load of cash for this.", Jason thought to himself.
"What are you going to shoot me now?", screamed the man.
Jason hesitated for a few seconds.
"C'mon I dare you. Push the button. I said push the fucking button!", the man screamed.
Jason finally pulled back on the trigger and blood was flying everywhere. The man finally fell on his stomach. Jason saw the disgusting bullet hole in the man's head. Everyone was frightened with fear. It was like the whole plane just froze. When Jason got near any guest, they ran away with fear. Jason could not believe he did that in public. When the frightened stuartest came to take his drink order, he ordered a molsin golden. After he finished it he thought to himself…..
"Shit that was good"
So Jason kept ordering more and more until he was completely plastered. He was so drunk he couldn't even stand up. When he got up to go to the bathroom, he barfed his brains out (not literally). When the flight was over he claimed his baggage and called for a taxi. He figured he would go to the beach since it was a nice day. As he was walking down the sidewalk, he saw a man carrying a bag, and since he was drunk and had no control over his mind, he screamed out……
"You…… must die!"
Bang! Bang! Jason fired 2 shots into the man and left him in a pool of his own blood. The shots were so loud, that everyone on the beach herd them, and they all ran in circles with fear. When the cops came to investigate, Jason had already gotten out of there and went to the hotel that Joey had booked him at, It was a nice hotel, with stone carvings and painted glass windows everywhere. When Jason had gotten to the hotel he had to go in disguise because his picture was on the front page of the newspaper and cops were looking for him everywhere. Joey had booked Jason at the grand master suite. He was about to lie down and put on the T.V. when all of a sudden Manny Fernandez of the Cuban mafia came out from behind the desk with a machine gun and started to fire at Jason. Jason got behind the bed and pulled out his revolver and started to fire back at Manny. Jason had gotten hit in the arm while Manny suffered severe damage to the stomach. However, Jason fired 2 more shots into Manny's head. The window was covered in blood. The people outside were wondering what was going on. After Manny was killed, Jason stuffed him in the closet. Just then, the phone rang. Joey was on the other line.
"Hey. What's going on, how you been?", asked Joey.
"Oh I left my hotel room, the alleyway by Miami Beach, and the 747 a bloody mess.", Jason replied.
"Good great stuff. Look I need you to go to the Static Night Club on Lions Road. Ray is going to be there I need you to confront him in front of those Cubans, and kill him.", Joey ordered.
"Can't I rest first? I've been doing shit all day and I'm tired." Jason asked.
"No you can't fucking rest! Look, Ray is going to be leaving in an hour and a half. Get to the club and kill him!", Joey ordered.
Joey immediately hung up the phone before Jason could answer.
"Damn I better get paid a shit load of cash for this.", Jason thought to himself.