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 Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:32 pm
Tiffany glared in his direction. "For what, the paintjob or the..bike?" She asked, avoiding the actual term. That stench of his aftershave made her sick. She would never admit that she kind of liked it. NO. Never. She lifted up the catalogue.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:32 pm
Iris stayed sitting, "Your name please."
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:33 pm
((lol!!!))
Angel kept his face serious, "Both...."
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:41 pm
"My name is Giotto Giovanetti" came the voice from the other end. It was really Giotto Forelli, but he wouldn't say that to the cops.
Tony took off his latex gloves, his mask, and the labcoat and put his suit jacket back on. He got in the car and turned on the ignition. The other men got in the car, one in the passenger seat, one in back.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:42 pm
Tiffany hesitated for a moment. Her bikes were all customized, making them more expensive. Then there was the paintjob. She thought about giving him a dicount. Nah. She might as well make more of a profit while she was at it. Tiff lowered the catalogue, looking past his ugly mog, and to the bike. "Alltogether? around 38." She said blankly, going back to her catalogue. That model was really only worth about 25 grand, but she was adding art, so why not boost the price a bit?
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:42 pm
Iris sat back, "And what were you doing yesterday afternoon?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:44 pm
Angel didn't take his eyes off of her when he pulled out his wallet and then his check book. He wrote down the amout and said, "When will it be ready?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:45 pm
Alfone walked in, throwing his cigarette over his shoulder and into the parking lot. Whistling, he walked into the open door to find Tiffany and... Angel.
Alfone stopped whistling.
~
Beans walked into the police station. He headed straight for the chief's office - with a quick detour to the men's room, first.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:50 pm
"When I finish it." An icy voice replied. She said, flipping the page of her catalogue. It was getting worse. How many more members of her father's pithy gang would show up in one day. Shegritted her teeth, now silenced.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:52 pm
Angel reached past her, which sould of been ackward but some how he made it look swave. He left the check on a desk behind her and pecked her on the cheek, "Call me when you're done."
He walked out the room...
and on the check was his phone number.
((g2g be back later))
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 4:58 pm
"I was working" came the voice's reply.
Tony drove the car to a secluded area far away from the city, where he and the two men began digging a small hole and then threw the body in the body bag in it. "Granduncle's going to have to order some more body bags at this rate" Tony said. The two men nodded but said nothing. They all wore gloves again to not leave fingerprints or anything.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 5:05 pm
Alfone blinked as Angel walked past him, completely ignoring his existence.
"Well... that was awkward." the driver said after Angel had left. "Maybe I should come back later...."
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 5:07 pm
Tony and the men put the shovels in the trunk of the car and drove back into the city.
Giovanni finally woke up and checked the time. "Goodness gracious" he said, "I've slept almost the whole day away!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 5:11 pm
Charlotte rolled her eyes. She did feel her face flush a moment later, but she ignored it. "It's fine.." SHe said, setting the catalogue down. She picked up the check though. She gritted her teeth. That creep had given her his number. Tiffany crumpled up the cheque in her hand and threw it across the room. "So, you here for your car?" She asked him, placing her hands on her hips, and giving him an evil look. If one more mafia member was going to piss her off, Tiffany would explode.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 5:13 pm
Alfone stuttered. "I-I ... yes, I am." He could tell she was really pissed off already. He did NOT want to add to that wrath.
"I'm sorry to bother you about it, Tiffany." he said, finally.
((GTG! Be back in an hour or so, hopefully.))
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