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Moe Baca's phone started ringing as he had just left the shower and gotten dressed in his living room. He picked up the phone
"Hello?"
The phone was silent for a while until a heavy voice started speaking
"Hey, Moe! It's Henry here, I've got some good news. Nero needs an expert for a hit, the wannabe don motherf***er has just crossed the line and offed one of Nero's boys at the harbor, now I won't take no for an answer your gonna have to tell that to Nero himself if you dare just get to my place in 2 hours and well go there together"
Moe never had the chance to say anything, Henry had just f***ed up his weekend. Moe had thought of a nice little violence-free weekend with his ex-girlfriend who he was still talking with. But you don't say anything to Nero unless in the same room, Nero hated it when people reject him in the phone and he was the last person anyone would want to piss off. "2 hours, fine!" Moe thought and started changing his clothes to something finer. He decided to take all his pieces with him, just in case the job was something he didn't wat to decline. He put his pistols to his coat-holsters and took his violin case out of the closet (a classic habit Moe was very fond of, even though everyone told him to give it up). Moe pulled his black leather trenchcoat over his back and started walking down the staircase to the parking lot.
Henry's place was as sh***y as always and Henry had his green velvet pants and a tacky red sweatshirt on him that made him look somewhat slow. "When are you going to start dressing with style?" Moe asked him as he sat to the front seat. "And when did you get a bearbelly?" Moe asked with a smirk. "Hey! Shut the f**k up and drive us to Nero's villa right f***ing away, okay?" Henry's face was red and his greyish hair was wet from sweating as he shouted to Moe. "Sure thing old man" Moe answered and hit the gas making the car jump and Henry noxcious.
Nero's villa was a beauty, the green garden was flourishing under the loving care of his wife and the huge inside was glittering clean. Henry showed some papers to the goons guarding the door of the conference room. Moe noticed a maid being dragged to an upstairs room by Nero's son, he was abviously drunk, the boss' son was an a**hole with a capital A, a little punk full of himself and thinking his the king of the world.
The goons let Henry and Moe in the ´massive and heavily decorated conference room with several other "celebrities" sitting around the table with Nero sitting at the end. Henry and Moe took their usual places at the "Cleaners" area of the table with the rest of the hitmen. Nero broke the silence with his deep and almost comforting voice
"So, everybody is here. First of all I would like to thank everybody for coming, I have called all of you here to discuss a recent occurance of our beloved Maurice moving to the afterlife, we are here to pay respect to his spirit by putting that responsible for his demise to the top of our priority list: The so called "Don" Sanotrius who has taken lead of the mafia here. We all know he is nothing but a useless gimp, but his father's work has made his organization strong, our mission is to strip that strength, they have crossed too many lines and we wilol make sure they are never heard from again, you are here to discuss how we are going to take over each and every one of their operations and off every major mobster in the city. This is war people!"
Nero finished his speech with style as usual. Nero was not too old, but he was still a powerful influence on the men because of his natural leadership, style and ruthlesness that everybody respected. He was a young version of a classic crimelord with smart dressing, cunning mind and stylish ways to do bussiness.
The meeting was short for Moe and Henry and all the rest of the hitmen, they were simply to take out all the major leaders of the city Mafia, when the rest of the group stayed in the conference room to discuss corporate takeovers and regional tactics, stuff that hitmen were not supposed to know. Moe and the rest were hired to kill.
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Mankind was once a small spark in danger of falling victim to even the smallest of breeze, but like all fires, this one started to grow. Now we are a firestorm, burning everything from our wake and we will not stop until we extinguish ourselves...or someone calls the fire department
Yeah, you stay here and take life seriously. I'll go and have some fun.
