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ReplyDelete"Come in, come in," he waved me forward. "Close the door."
"Yes sir," I replied nervously. My eyes flicked between Marco and Luciano who appeared to be sleeping. I knew how powerful these two men were, gangland bosses. They controlled most of the district with a rod of iron--killed people just for looking at them.
He looked me up and down, he knew I wasn't threat. "I know what you can so," he said nodding at me. I knew it was best not to say anything so I just shrugged. "Are you disrespecting me? Answer!"
"I don't know what you mean."
"Don't fuck with me, I saw what you did with James."
"James?" I answered cautiously.
He sighed, and placed a gun on the table. "We can make this easy, or we can make you dead--you choose."
I swallowed hard. "Yeah I got this trick, get inside people."
"I saw. You got right inside him. Talked to him later--you I guess. Knew everything James was meant to know. It's a clever trick kid." It was safer to say nothing, so I shrugged.
"You see Luciano? He's becoming weak, soft. And he's not listening to me. But you see he can't just retire, he's like a figurehead and a patsy rolled into one."
It was then I realised who was really in charge of the gang.
"I want you inside Luciano, and be a good puppet. You just have to do the fuck your told."
"You want me inside him?" I repeated.
"Just fucking do it," he growled picking up the gun. I looked at Luciano. "Don't be scared boy, he's not going to worry you."
Cautiously I approached Luciano, lifting the shirt of the giant. Marco watched me closely as I pushed into his brother.
He was thick, heavy, muscular. His body spasmed as took control. I blinked and looked at Marco. "You know he never trusted you," I said in Luciano's voice.
"Yeah and he was right, it's just I acted first."
My eyes narrowed. "He never really liked you."
Marco sneered. "Shit happens. You gonna be a good little sock puppet?"
My lip twitched, and I shouted to Luciano's men. "Get the hell in here. Now!"
Three heavily armed men burst through the door. "Get him," I growled nodding at Marco. They looked at me, "He tried to kill me!"
They grabbed him, taking him away. "Get rid of him, an accident-a fatal one."
Marco shouted and protested, some madness about Luciano being possessed. "I just laughed."
Another great story Sean!!
ReplyDeleteVery nice story! I like how its so different :)
ReplyDeleteThanks.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it.
ReplyDeleteFendt and Bill are two severe fitness gym fanatics, but Bill's personal trainer(This gym's manager Lauren) recently gave him a secret training courses, so his muscles with visible speed "huge" up.
ReplyDeleteFendt workout is complete, because it was still early paralysis idly in a chair playing mobile games, "Dragon puzzle", Bill walked beside the chair dazed eyes, leaning a chair next to it eyes closed sleeping faint in the past.
Fendt not complain, after all, since Bill accepted secret Gifted, around the side of a personal trainer Bill group of at least five a day off, the two of them would not so often train together, and it just looks like the end of Bill's training extremely tired.
Fendt challenges in the moment of victory about to enter ......
"Mobile phone screen interference noise and Bill repressed groans sounded simultaneously."
[Buddy? What's worng? Sounds like you're Wailing?] Fendt holding is just noise interference results jump off the side of the game screen phone asked Bill to concentrate while playing.
[I'm fine, just a little tired, give me a break on the right. ] Bill eyes closed flat voice response.
[Okay, go back to sleep, just that bureau Hell difficulty level is really a pity] Fendt restart "Dragon puzzle" game screen to begin the challenge, the last coming in the moment of victory ......
"Mobile phone screen interference noise and Bill repressed groans sounded simultaneously."
[Damn!! Buddy? Then how?] Fendt continue playing because of noise interference and instant account logout phone.
[I'm fine, just a little tired, give me a break on the right. ]Is like a replay of a recording device, Bill still with eyes closed flat voice response.
Fendt was secretly have a problem, but he still chose to ignore and continue to re-open his cell phone games.
(Last chance, please do not mistake this time.) Fendt gnashing of teeth thinking; Everything happens today seems a joke with him,the last coming in the moment of victory ......
"Mobile phone screen interference noise and Bill repressed groans sounded simultaneously."
[Bill, what the fuck are you doing? Wait a minute, how do you? Your body ......] Fendt because of the spate of accidents on the phone while Bill aloud angry, but turned around and saw Bill in peristaltic muscles actually own and sizing and scared speechless.
[I'm fine, just a little tired, give me a break on the right. ]Bill still with eyes closed flat voice response.
Fendt behind the sting, followed by gradually blurred consciousness, fainted before he saw Lauren and a man wearing a white Doctor costume in front of them.
[So, electromagnetic particular game is to cross the border before adding this brand of mobile phones can interfere with the process of strengthening the muscles last amended suit?] Manager Lauren asked the doctor scratched his chin clothes men
[Although only temporary, but the answer is obviously right. ] Doctors serving man replied
Rolen reached pinch Bill pecs [if you did not tell me that he has only strengthened this layer of the shell, I really thought he was just asleep. ]Then looked back at Fendt [And you, dear Fendt. You found something that should not be found, had to let you participate in special training to become the next secret muscle strengthening suit, just like Bill .......]
Thanks for submitting, and I appreciate the extra effort you put in--writing it in English for us.
ReplyDeleteThanks again.