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 Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:34 pm
((that is so bad*** lol))
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:39 pm
Tony heard what Alfone had said and quickly wrote it down. He called a few men and they all piled in a car and drove off to the address.
As Tony was in the car, he called the Don. "Sir, we have a hostage situation. Alfone has been kidnapped and we're doing a rescue mission" he said.
"Alright then, just don't do anything stupid" Giovanni replied, "I've had too many close relatives die on me already".
"Understood" Tony said and hung up.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:44 pm
As Jasmine drove on, already safe from being recognized since they couldn't know what her car looked like, and she was gone from the area already, she banged her head against the wheel in frustration.
"Why, you f***er, why the f*** did you have to do that!?" Jasmine shouted to the dazed Alfone in the backseat. He was sprawled out across what little of the seat was left to him.
"That served no f***ing purpose, you f***ing idiot."
After a time, Jasmine swore vehemently, again, once she realized that her phone was in the apartment. Damn. She did not feel like losing another apartment.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:45 pm
Tony and the men got out of the address. They went up to the appartment and began searching the place. All of them were wearing medical gloves of course.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:54 pm
Beans nodded towards Iris. "Sorry I'm just sort of shooing away your help. But I really mean it when I say thanks. You're a caring person, Iris. Now, I should go call Claire. She might needs my assurances herself. Later."
The mask of happiness was back on, now, but it wasn't in vain anymore. Beans wasn't avoiding his sorrow - he was just postponing it, now.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:57 pm
Tony and his men searched around. There were a few blood spatters, this and that, not much.
Then Tony found Jasmine's phone.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:07 pm
Jasmine drove, mentally reciting the list of locations she had planted explosives. Yes, her apartment was one of them. Yes, it would have to go.
Pulling over to a gas station, Jasmine injected another syringe of sleep-agents into Alfone, then covered him with a concealing blanket. Nothing unusual about a sleeping passenger, right?
Jasmine walked over to the pay phone, and struggled to remember the telephone number she would need to call in order to set off the bombs.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:10 pm
Tony stepped out into the hallway to call the Don. He walked down the hallway and when Giovanni picked up said, "we have a clue. The b***h left her cell phone. Perhaps we can find some more evidence to where she's going".
"Well that's a little bit of good news. Be safe" Giovanni replied.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:20 pm
Boom.
The force of the shock shattered all windows in the entire apartment complex. The foundation shook. If you happened to be in that building - you suddenly didn't want to be.
An explosion erupted from one room in particular, that of Jasmine Enimsaj, the fake name she used for the purpose. The entire floor was suddenly awash in a forceful, heated pressure.
Knocking down anyone in the path, if not killing them.
Anyone in the room was dead. Anything in the room was obliterated. The hallways weren't much safer. A secondary blast acted as a buffet of air, coursing through the hallway.
It didn't kill Tony. No, it would have given him quite a shock, possibly - no, most likely thrown him to the ground. Others were not so fortunate.
As the extent of the damage was uncertain - it would be wise for anyone left alive to get the hell out as soon as possible.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:25 pm
Tony was flung almost 20 feet down the hall. When he got up all he could hear was ringing in his ears.
Giovanni threw the phone when he heard the blast. He quickly picked it back up. "Tony! TONY?!!!" he shouted.
"What?!!" Tony shouted back. Giovanni sighed in relief.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:32 pm
Of all times, of course, Jasmine's phone would choose to ring. The owner of said phone was driving furiously to her next safe house, without any means of communication with certain resources she now desperately needed to call upon.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:34 pm
Tony slowly regained his hearing. "Sorry, Grandunc, I have to go" he said and hung up.
He answered Jasmine's phone but didn't say anything.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:40 pm
((Shmart Tony))
"Jaz." A rough, burly voice came on the other end. "You'll never guess what happened at CQ. The bandits have left the building. Several dozen packages en route. Delete this call."
Then the connection was terminated.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:42 pm
((like he was going to let them know it wasn't her))
Tony hung up. This was interesting. He would take this phone back and have the call traced. He turned around to see the wreckage and fell to his knees.
Everybody was dead...
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