Chapter 4
It was past 12 a.m. and yet the discussion still wasn't over. The thugs were being fed caviar and other "exotic" foods they did not have the luxury of eating on a daily basis, but they were getting restless.
They had to sit listening to their boss' plans for how to get the new shipment of drugs smuggled in without a hitch. But now for the last 30 minutes, he kept talking about this woman who jipped him, and how he wanted them to look out for her since she was back in the city. Whatever she stole, she was going to sell, and to the highest bidder. Blah blah blah, on and on that man went, and no one said a word.
"What's this got to do with us? Can you just get to the point..." The guy looked down at his watch, "I have to be at work in about 15 minutes."
The boss turned to him, a bit angry that he was interrupted, but a smiled appeared a second later. "It has a lot to do with you"
"Why is that, boss?" one of the thugs said in between each swig of the expensive wine.
"Because that bitch stole a suitcase, full of cocaine, from me, and if it was worth more then half a mill. You willing to let something like that much go?"
"Well boss we'll watch out for her, won't we boys?" said one of the guys sitting near the boss. Most of the guys nodded and got up, going to leave. All their heads turned as they heard a gun being cocked. Their boss had his gun pointed at John, who rudely talked back to the boss.
"Next time you interrupt me, when I'm talking, I'll blow a hole right through your neck." He lowered his gun, smiling at the smirking John who fixed his jacket.
"I'll have to remember that," still smirking John. "So, about this woman, she must be looking for some protection. And knowing you, you must have someone tailing her or at least some information on her."
"So right you are. I remembered her telling me about some guy who looked after her every time she got into a rough spot. Tall, muscular, black hair, can't keep his hands off of anything that moves. So I checked up on it, the guy's a cop now, pretty known to the thugs, considering he and his partner have taken down some serious bosses"
" Who is he?"
The boss, turned to John smiling, "He's name is Dee. Find him, you'll find her. Find out where the drugs are and then kill her. Understand?"
John nodded then walked out, smirking. The funny thing to him was he already spotted Dee. Because of that hot blonde who was sitting at the bar earlier, who kept murmuring about Dee this and Dee that.
Oh this will be fun...
A/N: I'm most definitely not used to adding in my own characters, personally I hate doing it. So that's why this chapter seems so messed up. What's worse I have no clue how a gang operates ect. So I'm really sorry this chapter is crap. Y.Y
Oh my god o.o if my loyal readers hate me for taking so long to update...I understand u.u. Chapter 4 has been on my comp since the start of finals, but I said nah I'll upload it on the weekend. That Friday I got my report card. T.T and I got my first F (all my other grades were B's and C's tho). So I've been banned from my computer. T.T But I will update whenever I can. Like now since my parents are out. XD