Three days passed since the night Lilly dumped Johnny, and David couldn't be any happier. From the money, he was getting from various jobs, street racing, collecting his cut from Tommy from the races, repossessing cars and, working with the Forelli family, it was all clear skies for the DePalma family.
David had the stuff cleared out from Randy's old strip club, and sent over to Randy's brand new place, with the help of Bolo, Jacob, and Alan. After spending most of the morning moving stuff left and right across town, David ordered up furniture. Designer tables, stools, a stone fountain of an angel raising her hands upward, marble counters for the bar he wanted set up, and tile floors for the kitchen in the back, complete with a large sink and dishwasher. He wanted to give it an authentic Italian, yet down home feeling that would make Al Dente or any Italian restaurant that claimed to be authentic.
It wouldn't take long having the place fixed up as David spent an entire weekend with no sleep, and running on nothing but coffee, fixing the place up to top shape by himself. When he was finished, he had Jacob put up an ad on Crapslist looking for qualified cooks, bartenders, waiters, and waitresses. When he finally hired the necessary people (after three long days of interviewing) the rooms upstairs were large enough to be his mothers new house, and decided to have it furnished. He wondered why Randy never told him about the empty rooms upstairs, but it didn't matter anymore, it was going to be one hell of a birthday gift. All he had to do was show his mother the new place and she would faint. He almost couldn't believe all of this was happening to him. He had the girl, the money, and the respect he deserved from Paul.
And to celebrate, David was at the gym in Little Cuba at ten in the morning, getting ready to work on the bench press.
The hitman had on a blue tank top with matching track pants and cross-trainers. He slipped on a pair of black, fingerless, leather gloves, as he got underneath, firmly gripping the bar, containing several weights weighing at a total of a hundred and fifty pounds, and began pumping iron. He felt his phone vibrate as he grunted pushing the weights up and coming down, slowly and steadily. It felt like such a long time since he ever worked out, but it felt great to go at again. He tried calling his brother to come out to work out with him, but there was no answer, he then tried calling Lilly but caught her at a bad time, due to the fact she was sleeping, and didn't feel like getting up. Alan was busy with Paul, and Jacob simply hung up on him after making a small fat joke and insisted he jogged with him to burn off whatever he ate the other night.
"Five...six...seven...eight." David grunted as he pressed on feeling his arms flare up. He relaxed for a few seconds before continuing on. He thought about what was Lilly up to and was thinking about spending time with her. Taking her to a nice drive, maybe go to a secluded spot overlooking the harbor. The thought of it put a grin on his face as he continued lifting the iron weights upward. "Nine...ten...eleven...twelve."
"You need a spotter fella?" a female voice called out to David.
"No...I'm alright," David grunted as he mentally counted up, and struggled a bit to push up. "Trust me, I got this."
"I beg to differ, you're starting to strain." The woman said followed with a short laugh.
"Look, I already told you..." David was ready to cuss the woman as he got off the machine, but stopped himself short as he stared at the woman.
She was an Asian woman standing at 5'10, with an athletic build, long, raven black hair, C-cup breasts, and light brown eyes. She had a black and white Base 5 tank top, along with matching track pants, and cross-trainers. She had no jewelry on, and small scar on her right cheek as she stared at David smiling.
"Remember me now mister brown eyes?" The Asian woman said with a smirk.
Before he could say anything, he stared at a bit at her and realized who she was. When he did, his jaw dropped in shock. No it couldn't be...I thought she was overseas "Olivia? Is that you?"
"The one and only!" Olivia smiled, running up to him, and giving him a giant hug. She felt something push against her, and giggled. "Mmmm! I miss you too."
"But I didn't say anything," David said looking at her till she pointed down. The hitman had popped a boner. Shit! I didn't even realize that. Must've happened when I was thinking of what I wanted to do to Lilly...I mean yeah, my ex-girlfriend is standing right there in front of me, looking really good. But I mean...ah shit!
"Something you wanna confess, or are you getting ideas, with that dick of yours?" Olivia teased, causing David to turn his head embarrassed.
"Just surprised to see you here, that's all." David declared. "I thought you were living in Tokyo."
"Oh, I am." She said breaking the hug. "I'm just here, vacationing a bit, you know. Get in touch with a few people from our graduating class. Do some shopping, that sort of thing. I'm also working with my father."
David nodded. At least someone he knew was doing good and going legit. "He's still working for Zaibatsu? "
"Yeah, from businessman, to head of security. I went to work there with him a few weeks after I had moved there. Had me do some office work for him, till one night, I was closing up, and I saw someone trying to steal data disk. Real confidential stuff."
"You took him down?" David wondered.
"Is the atomic weight of gold eighty-four?" Olivia grinned. "Turned him in and was offered to be part of the security team for specific jobs, for different Zaibatsu buildings around the globe. The last one was at France. Very rude people, but the frog legs, were delicious." She set down the gym bag she was carrying, and set the weights till they weighed at a total of a hundred and ninety-five. Forty-five pounds more than what David was lifting.
"You sure you can lift all of that?" David asked, crossing his arms and looking at her.
"David, I could bench two-seventy as well as dead-lift three hundred pounds. This is just a warm up." Olivia said unenthusiastically causing David to drop his jaw once more. She noticed it and grinned, showing a set of perfect, gleaming white teeth. "Aww, did I just fracture that DePalma pride of yours?"
"Not...really." David lied. It did more than put a hurt on his pride, it made him think to himself, he needed to hit the gym more often. Much more.
"So, tell me David," Olivia said as she was pumping iron with no problem at all. "Are you an accountant as you always kept telling me back in the day?"
"Well, I majored in it, but I don't have a firm, nor am I working for one." David admitted and hopped on a exercise bike close by, and started to pedal.
"So, how are you making money?" Olivia said sounding a bit concerned.
"I do a little bit of racing at the Speedway," David said. He wasn't going to tell her everything that he did. Racing on a track sounded legal and wouldn't have her pry into it anymore.
"Oh, I see," Olivia said finishing up on her fourth rep of ten. "I figured you would be doing something a bit more...productive."
Well if you consider shooting at thugs, high speed driving at eighty in a thirty mile per hour zone, running for your life against overzealous cops and federal agents as well as being shot at them productive, David thought as he started to slow down on the bike. "Hey, now things change over time. Shit happens. People make choices. Some good, some bad."
"Things don't just 'happen David, and if you ask me, yeah you did make some decisions." A quick flash of anger hit David as he glared at her. She knew exactly which button to press, as she raised her hand in defense. "However, this could be the perfect time to convince you into something that's a bit more...satisfying."
David got off the bike as he stared at her, still upset from what she said to him earlier. "Satisfying like what?"
"How about we spar and talk about it? That is if you aren't afraid to be hit by a woman." Olivia grinned as she stuck out her hand towards David. "It'll be like old times, and don't worry. I promise not to go easy on you...gaijin."
That did it. He couldn't stand the word as it escaped from her lips. It sent him to a flashback to when he was a chubby teenager and her father would constantly say that to him. Insulting him that he was a 'typical, ignorant, fat, and spoiled American'. It drove him to tears when he was alone in his bedroom, telling himself that he wasn't. It would every now and then, but hearing it now, was mentally driving him up the walls. David accepted the challenge as he took Olivia's hand and shook on it, followed by squeezing her hand tightly, showing her, that he wasn't someone to be trifled with.
"Isn't that lovely?" Olivia said smiling ear to ear. "The Italian is showing his testosterone masculinity on how strong he is. It's so cute!" She then squeezed her hand in David's, showing she was just as strong as he was. It caused him to look at her a bit startled. "You wanna show dominance? So. Can. I."
"Bring it." David said glaring into her eyes as they let go and headed towards the boxing ring.
The boxing ring was in the back near a juice bar. Various people were busy working out as the two walked toward the ring like battle harden warriors. There wasn't anyone in the ring as the two began to put on leather gloves used for MMA fighters. The continued to glare, not saying a word as they stepped into the ring.
"You don't want to get a referee?" David asked as he stretched for a bit.
"Won't need one," Olivia said sounding monotone. "Three out of five knockdowns. Deal?"
"Fine by me."
"Anything goes."
"Even better." David smirked. Respectfully he bowed in front of Olivia, to which she did the same.
"Nice to see, you still remember to do that." Olivia smiled. "You want to ring the bell?"
"Ding. Ding." David smirked again as he went into a boxing stance.
Olivia didn't go into a stance at all, which was puzzling to David. David wondered if she was up to something. The two slowly approached each other slowly, until Olivia stopped midway. Her eyes looked down and, shot back up at David. "Your shoelace is untied by the way."
David laughed. "You really think I'm going to believe that? Come on, you're smarter than that."
"I'm quite serious David." Olivia said crossing her arms looking at him. "It's untied, and the last thing I want to see is you fall flat on your face before we even get to it. Please tie your shoe David. For my sake."
David studied her face wondering if she was kidding, but he couldn't tell. Her face was reserved and serious at the same time. Even when they were teenagers, and spar, she had a cold, unreadable, blank stare that was heavy in concentration at the same time. It was a hell of a poker face. Deciding to check for himself, David lowered his fists and knelt down to check.
Only one shoe was untied.
Ok, she was telling the truth, David thought as he knelt down to tie his shoe, as he finished he then heard a shout.
"You're mine!"
As soon as David looked up, a sharp snap kick was introduced to his face, causing him to fall down and hit the canvas. You son of a bitch! David shouted to himself mentally. The kick didn't hurt but his pride was bruised, followed by his failure to realize she would try something like that.
"What the hell was that?" David asked, rubbing the side of his face.
"The match was ready the second we bowed to each other. You should have known that David." Olivia said sounding like an instructor. "By the way, score is now one to zero."
"Yeah, well you got lucky with that shot, I won't fall for any other tricks you got." David promised, sounding confident as he got up and went into his stance.
"Wishful thinking." Olivia said as she lashed at him with a series of punches. As each hit was blocked by David, she began to strike up a conversation. "So, David, how is your brother doing? Chasing the ever mighty 'split-tail' as he put it? Or is he embarrassing the family name once more?"
David raised an eyebrow, as he felt a solid punch to the gut, and returned the favor, hitting her in the stomach, only harder. "Sorta, he's got a girlfriend, and has a business. How's your mother? Still drinking herself stupid and, banging anything with a dick and pulse?" David's question threw off Olivia's rhythm as David, performed a foot sweep. It didn't bring her down, but it caused her to stumble, and quickly recovered. She stared at David with an upset face. "Am I right, or am I right?"
Seething, Olivia dashed towards him, sending kicks to David mid-section. She only managed to hit him twice, as David caught her foot and prepared to throw her. Olivia noticed, and jumped, using her other foot, to connect to the side of David's head. Her plan came through, as David stumbled, but didn't go down.
"My mother is going through a hard time, and is going to therapy for it!" Olivia said defensively. "But let's not talk about my mother; let's talk about yours, and her severe anger issues." She threw a hook at David only for him to catch it.
"Let's not even go there, Olivia," David warned as he caught her other fist and the two struggled. "My mother always had the utmost respect for you. Besides, she gets mad, cause she had to raise us, by herself of all things. You seem to forget where we used to live, we had it rough, day after day. My brother and I, weren't born with a silver spoon up our asses like you were." Letting go of both of her hands, David quickly, put a Olivia in a headlock, and threw himself backward, performing a DDT.
Olivia shriek as her head slammed onto the canvas. She was still for a few seconds before, slowly getting up and looking at David's smile. How was he able to quickly grab her and perform a maneuver, she wouldn't know. She rubbed her forehead, feeling thankful, that she wasn't bleeding, but was definitely going to have a headache later on in the day.
"One to one." David announced as he went into stance. "Want to talk some smack about my mother some more?"
"No, I want to ask you something…it's about what I mentioned earlier" she asked she moved up to him, throwing quick jabs. "I have a proposition. You interested?"
David blocked several of the shots that were aimed at his face, and answered. "Do I have a choice?" He came back with a volley of punches, which failed when Olivia blocked.
"Of course not," she said bringing a knee to David's gut, causing him to double over, giving her the opportunity to backhand him directly in the face, but not knock him down. "Just hear me out."
David shrugged off the backhand to the face as he stepped in and sent five quick jabs to Olivia's stomach. All of them hit their target. "Alright, then. What's the question?"
Olivia groaned slightly from the shots she took to the gut, as she performed a kick, missing him entirely. "One of the reasons why I came back to Daytona City, was to...well, recruit you."
David was stunned for a brief second as he saw Olivia send an uppercut his way, and dodged it. "Recruit me for what?"
"Zaibatsu." Olivia confessed while lightly jabbing at him. "You said you wanted to be an accountant, and you also have good computer skills. We could use that within the company David. You'd make one valuable asset."
"Why would I want to join?" David wondered, as he once again, got her in a clutch and tried to knee her only for her to bring her knees and, block each strike. "I thought your father didn't want a white man to join the company. I find it to be funny that he would say that and yet, marry one."
Olivia broke David's grasp. "I'll admit, he's a bit of a hypocrite on that, but I referred you and your skills to him. He had you looked up at the university you went in Vice City, and was...well impressed."
"Impressed?"
"Well, he didn't say he was, he just nodded and said, 'not bad...for a gaijin.'" Olivia said putting emphasis on the word gaijin, causing David to lose momentum, and struck him hard in the chest. David quickly got a hold of his second wind, and came out with a power hungry straight punch, only for her to dodge by performing a split and deliver a powerful, open-palm strike, square in his nuts.
People that were speculating the 'friendly match', cringed, groaned, and felt David's pain, while he fell to the ground twitching, and, crying out in frustration and pain. The wind was rushed out of David, as he frantically tried to breathe, and struggled to get up.
"Damn, that was fucked up!"
"I bet he won't have kids after that."
"Punch her in the tits man!"
"Get 'em girlfriend! Show that macho pig who runs things!"
David could hear the crowd of people talking loudly as he finally got up on his feet. There was still a bit pain down there but he was going to have to deal with it till after. He was appreciative that Olivia waited patiently for him to stand. Honor among fighters...minus the punch to the happy sack, David mused. "Ok, what the hell was that for?"
"You agreed with when I said 'anything goes'," Olivia reminded. "That and you deserved it for insulting my mother. Two to one. Game point."
David muttered a curse, as he remembered himself agreeing and wish he didn't. It was two to one, and Olivia was winning. Taking a few steps back, he had figure out a plan. The two remained still, unwavering, and calm. He brought his fists up, clenched and prepared, and smiled.
"What's so amusing David?" Olivia asked.
"Just thinking about the times we used to spar," David said thinking back. "You were quite the teacher."
"And, you were quite the student...and after so long, you still have much learning to do." Olivia said charging at David with a barrage of punches. For every first and second punch that David blocked, he was hit in the chest and shoulder. "But aside from that, have you decided on joining me? If so, we can take a plane to Liberty City, and catch the first plane heading to Tokyo tonight."
David countered with a sweep kick, but Olivia dodged it and countered with delivering a solid kick to David's face, only for him to block it quickly and back away a couple feet away from her. "Look, I'm flattered that you would offer me a job like this, but..."
"But what?" Olivia asked cutting off David. "I would think, you would want a high paying job. Think about it. With the money you would be making at Zaibatsu, you would be living the good life."
"I'm doing good right now. And besides, the job I have now, I can't just leave now. These aren't the people you could say 'I quit' to. I'll have to pass on the job. Besides, if I want a job, I want to work hard for it. Not just have it thrown at me like I was some beggar."
Olivia was now pissed as she gritted her teeth. "Thrown at you? You, fucking simpleton! I begged my father to offer you this job, and you're going to throw it all away?" Recklessly, she went all out attacking David. "Why? What is so great about staying here? You even said so yourself, you hate it here!"
"You're right. I do." David calmly blocked each attack as he said simply while staring at her. "But it's where I'm from Olivia, and nobody can take that away. You're from here too. Never forget that."
"Shut up! I don't even want to be reminded that I grew up here!" Olivia shouted.
"Why? Afraid of your own past? What's the matter Olivia? Ashamed?" David retorted grabbing her arm and pulling close to her, and held her tightly, as he went into a suplex. The crowd cheered as Olivia's head hit the canvas, and David quickly got up to inspect his handiwork. "Two against two Olivia."
Olivia groaned as she got up and spat blood on the canvas. She then ran a finger across her teeth and realized none of her teeth were chipped or missing. "Ok, I'll give you that one. Next knockdown, and that's game."
"Good, I'm getting tired of pussyfooting with you." David said cracking his knuckles.
"Pussyfooting?" Olivia said sounding astonished. "You think that I was going easy on you?"
"Aside from that low blow, yeah. I think you're getting soft on me." David smiled, and brought up a right hook to her stomach.
Letting out a groan, Olivia let out a snap kick, and received one to her mid-section also. "Back to what you said earlier, I am giving you an a chance to better yourself. Why stay here in this pit, when you can travel?"
"I'm helping out my brother on some...things. Besides, I have someone here, and I don't want to just leave her or my family." David said while on the defense, blocking as much as he could.
Olivia raised her eyebrows at him. "Her?"
"Yes, 'her'. I've been seeing someone."
"Now, David, you and I both know, that your left hand doesn't count." Olivia chortled.
"I'm telling you the truth," David said getting defensive once more. He swung at her, only to see her hand grab a hold of his fist and twisted his arm. When he yelped in pain, Olivia, kicked him multiple times across the chest and stomach. He grunted loudly as he caught her foot and threw her against the ropes.
"Aww, did I touch a nerve?"
"No...but knowing you, you probably touch yourself. Frequently." David said as he rushed her with several punches to her stomach and chest. "Tell me, you still writhe and moan like a bitch in heat? Must be the Irish in you. I bet you get drunk heavily too just like your mother. All I gotta do, is wave a bottle of saki and, the panties drop down faster than your dignity!"
Olivia caught one of his punches and stared at him coldly. So cold, her left eye twitch rapidly. So much that, David, tried to figure out what to say or do. By the time he could take back what he said, let alone do anything, it was much too late. She started off with a savage cross to David's stomach. David felt like he was gonna spit up blood. He started to back off, clutching to his midsection, thinking to himself that she was going to hit him there. What she did though was unexpected and too fast for David's eyes to concentrate as, Olivia made a dash towards him and performed a spinning roundhouse kick. The kick was swift yet powerful as it connected to David's head, sending him reeling back several feet before landing on the canvas with a solid thud.
The spectators watching the match grimaced in pain as some of them shook their heads, laughed, wondered if he was in any pain, or simply had their cell phones out and recording the fight. David could barely move as he slowly sat up and rested against the corner post, and stared at her.
"Ok…I probably deserve that one." David admitted. He felt the stinging pain against his face, as if somebody had slapped him numerous times. He didn't want to touch it, but he knew that it was going swell up if not treated right.
"You deserved it and much more David," Olivia said, walking over to him and extending her hand out to him. "But for right now, you can pay for my drink, as well as savor defeat. Loser."
David caught her hand, while she pulled him up to his feet. He felt a bit dizzy, but at the very least, nothing was broken.
"How did you do that?" David asked. "That kick isn't something I've seen you do before at all."
"Well, when I had some time off, I practiced. Swordfighting, martial arts, the violin, that sort of thing," Olivia said as they both left the ring, and towards the juice bar. "I noticed your style is…shall we say mediocre at best. You need to concentrate and never assume."
David chuckled. "Well I haven't practiced my fighting, but you have to admit, you were surprised that I remembered how."
"Yes, I was a bit startled. But I'm glad to have met you after so long." Olivia said giving him a small hug, only for David to wince slightly, causing her to step back. "Oh, sorry!"
"Its ok. Least my ribs aren't broken." David said as they got inside the bar. The bar was crowded as several people were talking, and giving their orders to many of the employees there.
"Hello, what are you having today?" The cashier said, greeting the two with a cheerful smile.
David skimmed through the menu, and decided. "I'll just have a medium strawberry smoothie. What are you going to have Olivia?"
Olivia didn't even bother looking at the menu. "A large wheatgrass smoothie with coconut and three protein shots."
After David paid for their order, their drinks arrived within a minute. As the two sat down on the stools in front of a clear counter, Olivia quickly took hers without thanking David and started to drink hers down. Olivia had wrapped her lips around the straw and began to suck down her drink in front of David. She looked at his eyes and winked as she moaned slightly, and pushed the straw a bit further down.
"What the hell are you doing?" David asked as he looked around and wondered if anybody was watching.
She didn't say a word as she moaned a little louder, while drinking her smoothie. She pulled up from the straw, as some of it escaped from her lips and oozed down, landing on her cleavage. She looked down at it and pouted. "Oh dear…I made such a mess David. Wanna clean it off me?" She asked, her voice started to get a bit seductive. Before David could say anything, she began to lick the straw, tasting the smoothie, and moaning a bit more. "Mmmm, so good. So fucking good."
"Will you knock that off?" David pleaded as a person noticed her moaning.
She let the straw leave her lips with a pop as she smirked. "I can't help it…its really good."
To David's surprise, she quickly placed on hand on her chest and began pinching her nipples though her top. David looked around and was startled to see a couple looking over and whispering to each other and giggling. He was shocked, embarrassed and, worst of all; he was starting to pitch a tent in his pants.
"Olivia, can't you do that some other time? Like, when you aren't in public?
"Why? It's exciting to do this sort of thing in public…oh yeah." Olivia moaned as she continued to rub her nipple till it pebbled up. She stared at David hotly, biting her bottom lip. "Besides,. You used to love when I did this, let alone the things I did to you. Goddamn David…you had such the sexiest moan, let alone you were so fucking forceful when I let you."
David's eyes widen as she began talking about their former sexual escapades. "Hey! Not here! I don't want people to know any of that shit!"
"Mmmm that feels nice! Know what? That you can eat pussy like there's no fucking tomorrow?" Her hand left her chest and worked its way down to her pants and slipped her hand inside, playing with her clit. The moment she did it, she began to shiver and close her eyes. "Or how about that time you love to pull my hair when you used to hit this from behind, behind that deli we used to go to after school? Remember that David? Or even better, remember when I was sick with the flu and we couldn't have sex for three and half weeks? The day I got better, you practically fucked me in every position your brain and your body could muster up…for six hours. Fuck. And when I was close to coming, you wanted me to talk dirty in Japanese. And that used…mmmm yeah, to drive you up the walls and turn you on so damn much, you had your way with me till you…filled…me…up."
Oh great! She had to bring up that night? I mean, yeah, it was great and she was sore the next day...no, I can't stare…I have a girlfriend now. Someone new, someone who is probably thinking of me right now as we speak. Someone who, oh my fucking God, she took off her top," David wondered as eyes were wide like saucers at her bare breasts.
There wasn't any scars or any sign of disfigure on her breasts as she continued rubbing one out in front of David. They jiggled slightly with every touch she made and her cries of pleasure were louder than before. Several people walked away shaking their heads at the display of indecent exposure, while most of them (mostly men) had their cell phones out re3cording the lewd act, and cheering for more.
She started to buck against her hand in the chair, staring at David with glazed, yet lustful eyes. "Do you remember David? Ohhh fuck…I remember it…mmmm s-so…well." Olivia moaned as she pulled her hand away from her tit and reached for her drink. She started rubbing it clit even faster as she felt a spark ignite from her womanhood as she clenched her eyes and cried out, "Ohh! D-D-David…I'm gonna come! Oh, shit, I'm gonna come! Yes…yes...OH FUCK YES!"
At the height of her climax, Olivia grabbed her drink and poured it down her mouth. It splashed on her face and chest as she panted heavily and shivered. As she pulled her hand out of her pants she opened her eyes slowly. Her vision was slightly blurry for a few seconds till it went back to normal. Her fingers were coated in her come as she chuckled slightly and sucked off each finger. When she was finished she looked at David with a wink and a smile.
"Mmm…delicious. Want a lick?"
David shook his head, still embarrassed.
"Awww…too bad. More for moi." Olivia shrugged. When she was finished she grabbed several tissues and cleaned herself off giggling.
An elderly female stared at her and shook her head. "I want what she's having."
"You think we oughta leave now?" David asked as his phone started to ring. "Hello?" David asked.
"Hey David its Randy, listen, you think you can pick me up?
Finally a sign for me to get out of here! "Yeah, sure, where are you at? Why are you breathing heavily?"
"I'm over at the Lady Fingers Candy shop in Little Kingston. Behind the building David. Hurry."
The phone clicked off and David put his phone away. "Hey, I'm sorry, but I do have some errands to run.
"Well, I do have some errands to run as well. Come on I'll give you ride there." Olivia offered as she quickly put her top back on.
David shook his head. "Nah, that's alright. I brought my car here."
"Wait David," Olivia said stopping David from getting up from his seat. She quickly went into her gym bag and pulled out a business card. "If you want to consider the job offer David, give me a call. I'm giving you an opportunity here, and I don't want you to miss your chance."
"I already told you…"
"I know," Olivia said dismissively. "But if what you're doing isn't good enough or if things are too hectic for you. Just give me a call, and we'll work out all of the details. Give it a thought or two. Please."
David looked at her and quickly took the card. "I'll think about it."
"Good." Olivia said as she stood up and bowed. "Take care David. Be safe."
In respect, David bowed as well to her. "You do the same Olivia."
David jogged out of the juice bar, heading outside of the, gym and got towards his Sentinel. When he got in, he quickly started the car and peeled out. He couldn't believe that his ex-girlfriend had walked back into his crazy life, and wondered about the whole Zaibatsu company offer. On one hand, it would a godsend to have a great job, but the downfall would be being away from everybody; family, friends, even Lilly.
As he made a turn, he had to picture Lilly posing sexily just to get the image that Olivia put on him earlier with the smoothie. The memories of all their times having sex were flooding into his head as he one. One specifically, where he had her on top riding him in a pool, crying out his name in the humid summer night. She had her nails dug into his back, biting his earlobe, talking dirty to him in mix of Japanese and English. It was a feeling that overwhelmed him multiple times, until the security guards caught them and chased them out. Pulling his mind out from his sexual past, David looked at the writer, shaking his head.
As he entered Little Kingston, David was trying to figure out why Randy was in Little Kingston of all places. It seemed strange, but he was willing to forget all about it and just pick him up. He looked around for the store Randy was talking about for several minutes until he saw Randy's Feltzer parked in the alley.
Parking the car across from the store, David stopped the car and got out. There was some people walking around, while music was playing loudly from somebody's house. His mind began to worry, as he started to jog across the street. A cab nearly hit him as it swearved out of the way and crashed into a bus stop, followed by two motorcycles enjoying a nice drive as they screeched to a halt and crashed into them. David turned around and saw the damage that was done, but didn't think nothing of it as he shrugged and, kept on jogging towards the alley.
David looked around wondering if there was anyone else. "Randy?" David called out. Only a stray cat ran out of a small area where trash bags were and hissed at the hitman. The cat then ran off as David continued looking around. "Randy, its me! The hell are you?" He slowly walked over to the Feltzer and heard a faint breathing. Guy probably fell asleep, knowing him…let me wake this guy up, David thought as he walked over to the driver side. What came next put David's body into absolute shock.
Randy was in the car for one, but the way he looked was a different story. His face was a bit swollen and bruised, as blood oozed out from his nose and mouth. The clothes he was wearing looked tattered and bloody. He was breathing faintly, as he opened his eyes slowly and looked at his brother.
"RANDY!" David cried out as he opened the door. "Who the fuck did this?!"
"I...I'm sorry." Randy said barely breathing. His eyes then widen as a figure behind him was approaching his younger brother. Using his good hand Randy, inched his hand towards the Colt King Cobra revolver on the passenger side. He mustered up enough energy in his arm and, in his voice to cry out, "Behind you!"
David quickly around and saw what was approaching him. A Yardie thug, holding a meat cleaver. Seconds were ticking away, as his eyes quickly went from the thug to Randy, holding the revolver, and flung himself out of the way. The loud boom of the gun, echoed in the alley as it flew into the Yardie's cranium, blowing his brains out. He looked to his side and saw two, green and yellow Huntley Sport SUV's blocking one exit of the alley, while two more, were blocking the way David had walked in. The two brothers were trapped, hardly even armed, and his body was still sore from the beating he took from sparing with his ex-girlfriend. Things weren't looking well for either one of them, until David came up with a plan.
"Randy, hand me the gun and duck down." David suggested.
The older brother did so as he struggled to move to the passenger side. "We're surrounded man."
"I don't give a fuck, if I go down, I'm taking a couple of these fuckers with me," David promised. His eyes widen as he saw some of them started to get out of the vehicles "Don't you have another gun?"
"Just another speed loader," Randy said glumly. "Listen, they jumped me while I was driving, and I…"
"And they forced you to have me come here. It's alright. I'm not even mad at you. I'm just gonna make sure each shot counts, and we're gonna get the fuck out of here. Just duck down, till I give you the all clear." David said as Randy tossed him the speed loader. He then looked at the Yardies as they walked slowly.
One of them walked up ahead, with an AK-74u and wearing a thin, green and yellow vest. "You two brothers, put down ya weapon! The boss just wan' to talk!"
"Fuck you!" David spat. He had a feeling they were lying on the account that Yardies never took prisoners.
"Not going to ask ya again boy! Put it down!"
David didn't say a word as he raised his gun. The barrel was aimed right at his target as he pulled the trigger, but only managed to pull it half way. He felt an incredible sharp pain in his arm, followed with another in his thigh, as blood squirted out from both wounds. He fell to the ground harder than he ever did, and screamed in pain. The gun flew out of his hands, as he looked around to see who shot him. When he did, he looked and saw that it was King Quincy inside one of the Huntley Sport SUV's, holding an Dragunov sniper rifle.
The smoking barrel followed by a small smile on Quincy's face was all he needed as he stepped out of the SUV and walked towards the two brothers. He walked towards them, using a cane to support himself, due to the blown kneecap that David had caused shooting him at his cousin's funeral. He suppressed a laugh s he watched David struggle to reach for the weapon, grimacing in agony. "Well, what do we have here? Two brothers, both wounded, out of their safe zone and completely assed out. Must be my lucky day."
David was now several inches away from the weapon, his body felt like it was its limit as he his breathing got ragged. He then had his hand on the grip of the revolver only to witness one of the thugs, step on his hand, causing him to scream.
"David! Get the fuck away from him!" Randy screamed as he saw the others approach the car and open it. He kicked at one of them only for three more to pull him out and proceed to punch and, kick the hell out him.
The same thing was done to David as he felt his sides, and back being beaten badly. He tried desperately to block out the pain, but after the spar with Olivia, let alone using his energy to work out, his body was now at its limit. He struggled to up, to try and fight back only to feel a metal baton crack him against the back of his knees. Falling down on the concrete, he saw his brother being beaten badly. Tears were coming out of his eyes as he witnessed the savage beatdown, and wish he could do something. But he couldn't. It was time to face to music. He then heard Quincy yell out as all of them stopped beating them up and stood over them, like vultures preying upon a dying victim. It felt like there was a blessing as he then saw Quincy snap his fingers and they picked them up.
Quincy's triumphant smile went into a sinister glare as he raised his cane and swung hard against Randy's face. The hit to Randy's head was too much as it made his body feel like jelly and, knocked him out completely.
"RANDY! NO!" David screamed at the top of his lungs. He struggled harder than before to break out of their grasp, but to no avail. "You're gonna fucking die for messing with us Quincy. I swear to God...YOU'RE GONNA FUCKING DIE! ALL OF YOU!"
They all laughed, except Quincy as he walked towards him slowly. He looked at David's brother as he was being carried away to one of the SUV's on the other side, and then looked at David's bloodthirsty stare.
"My friend…when I'm done with you…you'll be a lot closer to God. You and your brother are going to pay for the suffering you have caused me."
Before David could react, he felt the cane smash him against his face, and against his stomach, knocking the wind out him. He felt his body give out and his vision became blurry. He didn't want to admit it, but it was happening. He lost, and there was no retry. No do over. No nothing. He had to accept his fate.
And his entire world became black.