Breezeblocks

Chapter 1

She may contain the urge to run away

But hold her down with soggy clothes

Breezeblocks

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"I expect this dirty, slimy motherfuckers head in this office by the end of this month. You three are the best of the fucking best I could find. Kill him."

Schlatt slammed a police case file down on the desk in front of him, some of the contents ruffled inside.

The three assassins stayed quiet as the mob boss pinched the bridge of his nose in anger and ran his hand through his neatly combed hair.

The ram hybrid owned this city

Literally.

He owned almost all the big businesses and controlled the drug trade, he had everyone working for him.

"I sent some professionals out and not a single one came back alive, I'm not risking anymore lives on this fucking idiot. I expect you to get the job done quickly."

Sapnap and George eyed eachother

"And the amount we agreed on?"
Sapnap asked gruffly as George unclipped the only thing keeping the files of the police case from spilling out. He was greeted with a mugshot of a miserable looking man with green eyes and ruffled blonde hair.

Clay [REDACTED]
The criminal was 6'3, 21 and charged with armed robbery and several first degree murders.

He also murdered Schlatts son while in prison. His name was Tommy, and he was just a kid.

George didn't know much of the story, and didn't really care. There was no reason for George to butt into Schlatts personal life, and it was dangerous to do so.

He knew the basics though

Schlatt put his 16 year old son into an adult prison, and his other son Wilbur was heavily addicted to cocaine.

George didn't know much about Schlatt, but could see that this man was no good.

"The amount we agreed on lowers every day his fucking bodyless head isn't in my office!" Schlatt snarled, getting his point across.

Bad laid a hand on George's back, George looked at the demon hybrid and silently understood his request.

George quickly tidied up the file case and closed it, leaving the office with his two close friends without saying goodbye to the mob boss.

"What are we dealing with Gogster?"

"Come on Sapnap, we're professionals. On the job it's Gogy. I didn't finish reading"

"Because goddamn Gogy is so professional"

"Shut up Sippycup" George replied sarcastically, opening the file again.

"Damn" Sapnap whistled while peaking over at Clay's mugshot.

"Language" Bad breathed

George flipped the mugshot over, revealing several other pictures. The first one was a gun, the second a bloody knife. Third was a white smiley mask with blood splattered along the bottom. The rest were pictures of the bank after the crime, blood splatter on the walls and bits of flesh and hair covered the floor.

"This is why I do this, this guy is a monster" Bad growled, opening the glass doors to the outside. It was dark, rain splashed onto the pavement and thunder roared in the distance.

"Don't let the case file get wet George." Bad kindly reminded him

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"If this guys a professional he most likely got arrested on purpose" George mumbled quietly, Sapnap and Bad nodded.