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"Now that I have your attention Warren, you can drop your weapon and sit on the couch."

Patrick could not take his eyes off of the gun in Cody's mouth. He did as he was told. The intruder sat on an armchair across from Warren, pulling Rhode's onto his lap. The young wrestler was making choking sounds. Warren could see that the poor kid was petrified.

"You will be getting a few visitors any minute now. In the meantime, don't make me pull this trigger."

"I'll sit here, and I won't try anything, just take that out of his mouth."

"Shut the fuck up you damn quitter!" He shoved the gun a little deeper into Cody's mouth. Warren could not handle the choking sounds that Rhodes was making, nor could he take the teary eyed look of horror. He had to think of a way to get The Dashing One out of this situation.

There were headlights outside the window. Warren heard car doors opening and closing. A man in an expensive white suit entered. He was flanked by two large, intimidating looking men. "Take the gun out of his mouth. I want everyone's full attention." He had a Cajun accent.

The goon removed the gun. One of the flanking men yanked Cody up, and then threw him at the couch. Warren moved quickly to catch the wrestler.

"Well now isn't that just precious and sweet? My , my, my. You've gotten on my bad side over this little boy?"

"You haven't paid me. So, I fail to see a problem." Said Warren.

"The problem is simple. When I choose someone to do a job for me, they damn well better do it. I've lost my faith in those of your profession. That's your fault, that is. Seems I have to take care of things myself."

"Who are you? Cody blurted out. "I don't even know you! Why do you want me dead?"

"Boys, cut this petulant child's tongue out." His goons made a move, but Warren shouted, "Don't do it! Please!"

White suit raised a hand, stopping his men. "Well you best keep him quiet then."

Warren clamped his hand around Cody's mouth.

"I guess one of the best in the business has gotten sloppy. All in the name of love for someone who will never want you. I can't believe how easy it was to track you down." He glared at Cody."You are going to die horribly Mr. Rhodes. Very horribly indeed."