5
DYNASTY IMPORTS
"I hear you got the shooter's accomplice," said the Chief from my cell phone. "Well done!"
I was in my Cadillac on the road. Like usual.
"Piece of cake, Chief," I replied to her. "Dropped him off at the Precinct. He's one of Jimmy Fu's posse."
"Jimmy Fu?" the Chief repeated, surprised. I could tell she had never heard of him before. Honestly, It didn't surprise me.
"Yeah I know," I said. "Jimmy's a small time crook. He must be working for someone bigger. I heading to Jimmy's place right now."
"Nick," The Chief said gently, "Just be careful."
"Will do, Chief."
Click.
I put my cell phone in my pocket and turned at the intersection.
Time to hit the road Jack, or I'm Nick, I thought as I went down the lane.
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After 17 blocks of warehouses and damn traffic (you think it's bad where you live it's even worse here I'll tell ya) I finally made it to the warehouse that read DYNASTY IMPORTS above it's door. I parked my car in a nearby alley that I knew it would be safe in. Locked it and went into the warehouse.
As soon as I went in I noticed all the replicas of Chinese artifacts where all over the place. To the average person this was just a business storage warehouse, but knowing Jimmy as well as I do, all these items where either stolen collectibles or they where hiding contraband. Yeah, not really a clean business, eh?
Ah! Dynasty Imports, I thought as I looked around. Put an emphasis on the 'nasty'.
Suddenly, I could hear footsteps. I ducked down into the shadows. Just my luck. This place had guards crawling all over the place. Hmm…
Let's see if I can get to Jimmy quietly.
I keep down, sneaking around the corner. A guard stood there, his back turned. Not suspecting a thing. I quickly and quietly ran up to him an pulled a martial arts move that knocked him out cold.
I kept down, quickly dashing from shadow to shadow. Suddenly I found another guard. Unfortunately he saw me.
Damn! I'm in plane sight!
"Hi." I said politely.
Quickly I pulled out the tranquilizer gun that I always had in my jacket (well not always but you know what I mean). And I pulled the trigger. The blood red dart hit him and sleep over took him instantly.
"Down for the count," I whispered as he fell to the floor.
I crept past a bunch of replicas of Qin terracotta warriors.
There was another guard.
Jimmy must be really paranoid, I thought. Then again, what else is new?
I ran to him and pulled my stunning move. He fell to the floor like the dead weight he was.
Quietly, I crept and flipped up a five-foot ramp.
"Who the hell are you?" said a cold voice behind me.
Crap!
I swung around and grabbed him swung him around and broke his neck with a Pop! I quietly sat his body down.
I glance to my right to see a metal garage door like opening that opened to more of the warehouse. I went through it, alert.
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This area of the warehouse was quiet. Suspiciously quiet, I thought. Instinct told me something was definitely wrong here.
Guess what, I was right.
Suddenly one of Jimmy's, men out of no where, appeared and yelled, "GET HIM!"
I swung around to see the metal garage door slam shut.
"DAMN!" I said. "So much for being sneaky."
I grabbed my Desert Eagles. I ran at Jimmy's men banging. But so where they with AK-47's and Uzi's. I made a few quick shots. YES! I got two of them down. But, Shit! Three more appeared on the scaffold above me on the left. I jumped down behind a dark-wood cabinet.
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR SHOOTING AT!" I yelled angrily, jumping out from behind the cabinet firing off a few rounds.
Three more appeared on the scaffold. I dashed past them grabbing an Uzi and an AK-47 putting my Desert Eagles into my jacket. I swung around a pointed the gun barrels and pulled the triggers.
A series of gunshots sounds hit the air. Two of the men fell. One left.
I pulled the triggers.
Click. Click.
Damn it! I was out of bullets.
I threw the guns aside and ducked down to dodge a few more bullets.
I pulled out my Desert Eagles and changed magazines (a sort of carton of bullets for those of you who don't know) as fast as I could. I look over to see a two more of Jimmy's boys running at me. Guns pointed at my chest
I took two precision shots at their knees. They fell, neutralized, on the spot. I jumped out of my hiding spot and fired at the last guy on the scaffold. He fell down after several shots.
I swung around. Silence. Complete silence.
"Please, fellas," I told the fallen men with a smile. "I just wanted to ask a few questions."
"Kang," spoke a voice behind me.
I swung around. Gun out and ready.
My Desert Eagle's barrel was pointed at a Chinese man around my height wearing sunglasses, a black shirt with golden strips and Chinese dragons embroidered up the shoulders.
"Don't shoot, man!" He cried, hands up.
"Ah, Jimmy Fu," I said in recognition. I kept my gun up but pointed the barrel to the ceiling. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't."
"Look, I was ordered to go rough, man," Jimmy said. "Something big is going down."
Suddenly I noticed something. A red laser dot appeared on his chest. A laser dot that could be from only one thing. Laser sight from a gun. A quick glance out the window to my right. It only confirmed my suspicion.
I didn't think twice.
"LOOK OUT!" I yelled pushing him out of the way. "SNIPER!"
I pushed him and myself to the red wood cabinet as a bullet shattered the glass from a nearby window. I narrowly missing the bullet.
Jimmy and I hit the cabinet with our backs with a loud, THUMP!
I turned to Jimmy and said only two words,
"GET-DOWN!"
Jimmy hit the floor, hands going to cover his head, as I ran to the window, guns cocked and ready. I could see him. The sniper fired an inch away from me. In return I fired a few more shots. He narrowly missed each shot. He rolled to the side and shot at me. I ducked down. I rolled to the side.
I may have missed him once. I wasn't going to miss again. Glass shatter above me. I reloaded and cocked my guns. I got up and shot at his arm. Even from the distance I was at I could see the blood. Suddenly he started shooting blindly at me, all of the bullet's hitting not even close to me.
I guess the pain must of screwed up his ability to shoot at me.
As soon as the sniper started to reload I fired several bullets at him. One hit the target directly. I could see the sniper fall.
"Is he gone?" Jimmy asked, still on the floor, his arms covering his head.
I looked to him.
"Mess with EOD end up DOA," I replied. As soon as I said it I shook my head. "Man, that was corny."
