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 Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:29 pm
Vincent shrugged, "You could, but then there will be nothing to stop me from killing you. I mostly went after you becasue of you criminal activities, your desire to kill me, and your sweet a**. Putting you behind bars is a fantasy of mine...well two fantasies. The otehr one is more XXX type. But...if you murder the entire station, not more Mr. Nice cop. I'll use my contacts, my vast accounts to just put a bullet in that pretty hear of yours."
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:34 pm
Jasmine feigned surprise, now. "Vince!" she reprimanded. "How dare you threaten me. Besides--I would own your white a**. Good guys never win, silly."
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:37 pm
Vincent shook his head, "No, the winer sometimes is the good guy. But usually the good guy dies after he kills the bad guy."
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:40 pm
Anthony mumbled in his sleep.
"Alright, alright, but you never know who could be listening" Tony said. He felt a cool breeze blow on his shirt.
"Hello, I'd like you to get a message out to Laura please" Giovanni said to the bartender.
Meanwhile, a thug jumped out in front of Laura. He was bearing a switchblade and said "gimme all your money, girlie, and maybe I won't have to cut up that pretty little face of yours".
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:42 pm
Jasmine emitted a tch sound, scoffing him. "Look who's in the dress, mister." Jasmine then turned to go, but first, glanced over her shoulder and said: "I really do hope you recover soon. You're not any fun in here... BFF."
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:43 pm
"Mr. Giovanni? Sure. I'll get a message to Laura. What do you need?" The bartender asked.
Laura glared at him. "Out of my way scum." She said a fiercely, snatching his blade, picking him up and throwing him with one hand. She threw the switch blade write by his ear and kept walking.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:47 pm
"I have an assignment I'd like her to take up. Originally it was for Tony and our new recruit, but unfortunately they've been caught up in other work" Giovanni said.
The thug moaned as he slowly picked himself up.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:47 pm
Vincent grinned, "You know, I hate to see you go, but I love watchign you leave." he grinned and was fully prepared to stare at her behind. Hell, even if she was a psyco b***h from hell and a cold blooded killer, doesn't mean he couldn't enjoy her finer points....and finer...proportions.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:51 pm
"Yes sir. I'll send her up to you as soon as she get's back." The bartender replied. Laura walked down the street, into the mafia building. She walked over to a couch and was about to lay down. "Oh Laura! Perfect timing. The don needs to see you." He said. "She'll be up right away." He assured the Don.
"I hate you. You have the worst timing." She snapped at him. Laura dragged herself over to the elevator and punched the button for the Don's floor.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:54 pm
"Alright then" Giovanni said and hung up.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:56 pm
The bartender hung up the phone and smiled merrily as he cleaned his glasses. Laura finally reached the right floor and walked over to the Don's room.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:57 pm
Jasmine smirked. "Enjoy..." she said seductively, but then turned and left. The card was left on the table where it had been placed. And then Jasmine was gone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:58 pm
The Don sighed and let out a small fart.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:59 pm
Laura walked into the Don's room and saw him and a few men standing around the communicator. "I'm here." She said.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 8:00 pm
Vincent looked at JAsmine's butt until she was out of sight. He looked at the card with suspition
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