Chapter 2
'Burger ain't to bad tonight.' Marv thought as he sat at the edge of the long, elevated runway where Nancy danced. He wasn't there to watch her, but to watch anyone trying to do anything to her. She had said she needed body-guards and Marv was happy to fill the position. He had known Nancy for many years now and was very happy to keep her safe from harm.
Marv ran a huge hand through his white hair and stared up at her. She wasn't that bad at what she did, but Marv didn't approve of it. He thought she would have been better off as a lawyer, as she new the laws in the city inside out and could use them to get him out of any trouble. He would support he doing that, but this was a rough job. A really rough job.
But the nineteen year old was able to handle herself. She was trained by a friend named Hartigan and Marv himslef in self defense. And Marv knew what he was talking about. When he said to do something in this city, you'd better damn well do it or end up dead in the back alleys. Sin City was a hard town.
Roughians lived here. Killers, drug addicts, men and women who would do anything to make a living, no matter what it took. Death was rampant in these streets, and Marv wouldn't let Nancy join the bodies.
"Ok Marv, let's go home." Nancy's voice echoed in Marv's head. It was strange hearing it for some reason. He wasn't expecting the night to end so soon. "I don't work all night. Just 'till three." Nancy explained.
"Oh, alright then. I'll remeber that. You head home. I gotta go meet someone. Ill be right behimd you, alright? Five minutes."
"Thats fine. I'll see you later then, Marv." Nancy smiled at him and threw on her trenchcoat. She pulled up the collar around her ears and quickly strode to the door and into the pouring rain. Marv took one last glance and walked back into the mass of people. The man he was looking for was in here somewhere. Dwight was bound to be here. He was either drinking or smoking and Marv was gonna try to cure that too, but he had heard some disturbing rumors on the street earlier. Rumors that had to be dealt with. As soon as possible.
"Dwight?" Marv asked. In a whirl of black hair and smoke, a skinny, tanned man, look and faced Marv.
"Marv! How are you?" Dwight stood and clapped the larger man on the back.
"Fine Dwight, Are you smoking again? I thought you quit." Marv said, letting a small bit of accent slip through in these words.
"I did."
"That shit'll kill ya, Dwight. I stopped." Marv sat down and at once Shellie was over to serve him.
Marv had always liked Shellie. She was by far one of the nicest girls in this town other than Nancy. She was shorter than him and Dwight, about as tall as Nancy, and she had very bright, wavy blonde hair. Marv also noted that she was also one of the prettiest in Sin City. She wore short, black leather pants and a black leather bra that even boiled Marv's blood. He didn't feel like that much after Goldie's death.
"What can I get cha Marv?" Shellie smiled.
"I'm fine, thanks. How you been doin' lately, Shell?"
"Fine thanks to this big lug here." She tapped Dwight on the shoulder.
"That's good." Marv smiled up at her. "Shellie? you wouldn't mind excusin us for a second. I'll give your boyfriend back in a few minutes."
"Alright." She winked at Dwight and smiled at Marv as she turned and swaggered away.
"Nice job with that one." Marv pointed at Shellie and smirked. The big man leaned over toward Dwight and looked serious. "I've been hearing some disturbing rumors about this place. They need to be dealt with."
"I've already checked 'em out Marv. The Mafia's back. They're demanding blood for what we did to their city. Theirs! Biggest loada crap I've heard in a long time."
"Well I'll be damned if any one of us are gonan give into those sons a bitches, right?"
"They way you fight Marv, I wouldn't be surprised if you could take them all on as a one man army."
"I thank ya." Marv smirked again. He felt the old scars on his face ripple and sting. They still weren't closed up all the way yet.
"Anytime big guy. Now look. Can you do me a favor?" Dwight's features turned to stone.
"Name it." Marv replied.
"Watch after Shellie while I'm away. I'm gonna do some spying on the Mafia and see what they're up to."
"Fine. Can do."