Chapter 26: Dickie's Revenge
Richie and Felix arrived at the hospital and walked inside. They found Sonny's room, and Dickie was already inside.
"Hey Dickie, how's your boy?" Richie said as they walked in.
"My son, look what they did to my son. He's in a coma and the hospital said he may never come out of it." Dickie answered as he cried.
Marco quickly walked into the room, "I found him. I found this Ragu fck. He's down at Shamus O'Doyle's bar right now."
"You guys stay here with Sonny. I'm going to rip this mother fcker to shreds!" Dickie said as he walked out.
He ran to the bottom floor of the building and outside. He jumped in his mafia sentinel and sped off. Dickie arrived at Shamus O'Doyle's bar within seconds, and popped the trunk of his car. He pulled a wooden baseball bat out and closed the trunk. Dickie kicked the door in and walked up to Ragu.
"YOU MOTHER FCKING, CCKSUCKER!" Dickie shouted in anger as he swung the bat.
Swing after swing, Dickie would use more force.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Dickie continued to yell.
Ragu's nose and arm were broke by now, along with a couple of his ribs. Dickie threw the baseball bat on the bar and grabbed Ragu by the shirt. He lifted Ragu up and slammed him against the bar.
"Where the fck are the Hungarians?"
"I don't know." Ragu replied.
Dickie delivered a few hard punches to Ragu's chest.
"TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE NOW BEFORE I KILL YOU!" Dickie shouted.
"Ok, Ok, they're at their bar over in Chinatown." Ragu replied.
"What's the name?" Dickie said as he let go of Ragu and pulled out a 9mm.
"It…it…it's called Tran's." Ragu stuttered. "Can I go now?"
"No, you're dead mother fcker!" Dickie roared.
"Oh please, no, mommy!" Ragu begged.
Dickie fired seven shots into Ragu's chest. Ragu let out one last cry as he died and fell to the floor.