3.
For pimps, these Triads did not know how to dress. This Triad wore a bright red suit and green shoes. This had to be the man that he had come for. He drove up to the pimp and got his attention.
Sonny said something to the pimp loud enough to hear that he said something, but not loud enough for the pimp to make it out, "What?" the pimp said, getting closer to the car. Sonny again said something just like he did before and the pimp got even closer and said, "What? I can't hear you."
Sonny turned the music down, "I said-" he pulled the gun up off of the seat and shot the Triad in the forehead. The Triad went flying back and Sonny sped off. He looked back in the rear-view mirror at the people that were gathering around the man.
When Sonny could no longer see the group of people, he breathed a sigh of relief and headed toward Momma's Restaurante. Again, he saw the pimp he was supposed to kill from afar, "Let's see, how am I gonna get this one?" Sonny couldn't think of anything else to do so finally he said to himself, "Fuck it." He drove up next to the man, this time without turning the radio up. "Hey!" he said to the pimp.
The pimp looked over and all he saw was the handgun barrel before Sonny fired the small gun six times, each one hitting somewhere in the chest or above. Again as the man fell and the people gathered to see, Sonny sped off from the scene.
Sonny stopped the car in front of Trista's apartment building.
At almost the same time as he pressed the button to arm the alarm, his phone rang, "This is Sonny," he said.
"Well if it ain't my own personal angel of death," Luigi said. "That was a good job you did on those bastards. Maybe now they'll learn some respect for this family."
"Well I doubt it if they haven't learned by now."
"You see? You see? That's why I like you. Where the fuck were you a couple months ago?"
"In jail."
"Oh yeah. Anyway, I got somethin else I need for you to do. I got these two guys comin in tonight at Francis International. Now here's what I need you to do: go to Francis sometime between 8 and 9 tonight. Now listen close, these guys handle all our doings down in Florida, so they're real important. Just pick them up, show em around the city, you know, whatever. You shouldn't have to do much cause from what I'm understanding, these two guys are packin a lot of ganja . I just need you to make sure they're happy. I'd say we're both gonna make pretty good outta this kid. Later."
"Take it easy, Luigi."
Sonny walked up to Trista's apartment and was happy that it was already unlocked, "Knock knock."
"Sonny! I'm in the kitchen." Sonny walked into the kitchen where Trista was stirring a pot of spaghetti sauce, "Big day?" she said.
"Did the cops come here?"
"No. But the cops have been crazy ever since your break out. Plus, today there were some Triad pimps killed on Mafia turf. But you already knew that didn't you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh yeah I bet you don't. So did you have fun with your new friends today?"
"Those guys are crazy." Suddenly, it felt like Rosa's napkin was sticking out of his pocket. He tried to work the napkin farther down in his pocket without drawing too much attention to himself. "Yeah, so, uh, I gotta go back out tonight around eight to get these two guys for Luigi."
"So you gonna start working for Luigi and Joey now?"
"I might."
"Well that's good. I know you shouldn't have a problem with his pay. And protection by the mafia can take you a long way."
"Yeah well I seen what happens to people who the Mafia suddenly decides to 'let go', so I won't be pledging allegiance to them any time soon. I just think that I owe them for bustin me out. That and the pay."
"Well those are okay reasons I guess. So what do these guys have to do with anything?"
"Somethin about business down in Florida. Who knows? I don't care as long as I get my money."
"Well you had better go get some rest before you go out all night. The friends of the Leone family are known to party hard."
Sonny looked at the clock. It was 6:58. If it took him ten minutes to get to the airport. Sonny picked Trista up and started to walk back towards Trista's room.
"Sonny, I can't! I gotta fix my spaghetti! Put me down!"
"You said it yourself: the Leone's friends party hard. Well I'm gonna make sure we have one hard party."
For pimps, these Triads did not know how to dress. This Triad wore a bright red suit and green shoes. This had to be the man that he had come for. He drove up to the pimp and got his attention.
Sonny said something to the pimp loud enough to hear that he said something, but not loud enough for the pimp to make it out, "What?" the pimp said, getting closer to the car. Sonny again said something just like he did before and the pimp got even closer and said, "What? I can't hear you."
Sonny turned the music down, "I said-" he pulled the gun up off of the seat and shot the Triad in the forehead. The Triad went flying back and Sonny sped off. He looked back in the rear-view mirror at the people that were gathering around the man.
When Sonny could no longer see the group of people, he breathed a sigh of relief and headed toward Momma's Restaurante. Again, he saw the pimp he was supposed to kill from afar, "Let's see, how am I gonna get this one?" Sonny couldn't think of anything else to do so finally he said to himself, "Fuck it." He drove up next to the man, this time without turning the radio up. "Hey!" he said to the pimp.
The pimp looked over and all he saw was the handgun barrel before Sonny fired the small gun six times, each one hitting somewhere in the chest or above. Again as the man fell and the people gathered to see, Sonny sped off from the scene.
Sonny stopped the car in front of Trista's apartment building.
At almost the same time as he pressed the button to arm the alarm, his phone rang, "This is Sonny," he said.
"Well if it ain't my own personal angel of death," Luigi said. "That was a good job you did on those bastards. Maybe now they'll learn some respect for this family."
"Well I doubt it if they haven't learned by now."
"You see? You see? That's why I like you. Where the fuck were you a couple months ago?"
"In jail."
"Oh yeah. Anyway, I got somethin else I need for you to do. I got these two guys comin in tonight at Francis International. Now here's what I need you to do: go to Francis sometime between 8 and 9 tonight. Now listen close, these guys handle all our doings down in Florida, so they're real important. Just pick them up, show em around the city, you know, whatever. You shouldn't have to do much cause from what I'm understanding, these two guys are packin a lot of ganja . I just need you to make sure they're happy. I'd say we're both gonna make pretty good outta this kid. Later."
"Take it easy, Luigi."
Sonny walked up to Trista's apartment and was happy that it was already unlocked, "Knock knock."
"Sonny! I'm in the kitchen." Sonny walked into the kitchen where Trista was stirring a pot of spaghetti sauce, "Big day?" she said.
"Did the cops come here?"
"No. But the cops have been crazy ever since your break out. Plus, today there were some Triad pimps killed on Mafia turf. But you already knew that didn't you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh yeah I bet you don't. So did you have fun with your new friends today?"
"Those guys are crazy." Suddenly, it felt like Rosa's napkin was sticking out of his pocket. He tried to work the napkin farther down in his pocket without drawing too much attention to himself. "Yeah, so, uh, I gotta go back out tonight around eight to get these two guys for Luigi."
"So you gonna start working for Luigi and Joey now?"
"I might."
"Well that's good. I know you shouldn't have a problem with his pay. And protection by the mafia can take you a long way."
"Yeah well I seen what happens to people who the Mafia suddenly decides to 'let go', so I won't be pledging allegiance to them any time soon. I just think that I owe them for bustin me out. That and the pay."
"Well those are okay reasons I guess. So what do these guys have to do with anything?"
"Somethin about business down in Florida. Who knows? I don't care as long as I get my money."
"Well you had better go get some rest before you go out all night. The friends of the Leone family are known to party hard."
Sonny looked at the clock. It was 6:58. If it took him ten minutes to get to the airport. Sonny picked Trista up and started to walk back towards Trista's room.
"Sonny, I can't! I gotta fix my spaghetti! Put me down!"
"You said it yourself: the Leone's friends party hard. Well I'm gonna make sure we have one hard party."