Bad Habits (Shameless)

The Deal

                     CHAPTER 8

"He's here"- Carl murmured, opening quietly the door, as Samara was preparing everything to close the bar

"Tell him to wait a bit" - she quickly spat back, arranging all the glasses well on the sill and cleaning the latter

"Ok, but hurry your ass up! He doesn't like to wait." - he advised her, as she was grabbing her coat, turning off all the lights and putting the lock on the door

Samara closed the door, realizing that just in front of her were G-dogg and two of his men, and a little further behind, Carl waving her to reach him.
She approached him, accompanied by the two men behind, and G-dogg who passed her

"I noticed that for just being a 14-year-old brats, you know how to do heavy business really well" - the man grinned, patting Carl on the shoulder and winking at Samara.

"Don't get lost in chatter, G-dogg, and tell us what you need" - Samara muttered, keeping eye contact with the man, who if he had known only for a few days would have been afraid of.

"We are ready for the next deal" - Carl informed him, taking a step towards him

"I give you 4 days to bring back to me all the keys of all the gun shops in the Southside, as Samara may already know some are at the Clumbsy house, with whom she has close contact, and others at the Brooke house, you have to bring them to me. all. Plus, in the Brooke's safe there is the money they earned by illegally selling my drugs and above all without my consent, bring me that too, they should be a total of $ 100,000,000 in total. Then I'll take care of everything else .. "- the man explained

"And what do we gain?" - Carl asked mockingly, getting closer and closer to the man.

"15 percent of the profits go to you, you can share them or do whatever the fuck you want, while the others I will invest in the improvement of the company, let's say" -the man continued, as Carl laughed, looking at the man with a defiant look

"At least 30 percent, for this job we could risk our lives, especially Milkovich, 30 percent profits or you and your shitty company can go fuck yourself." Carl retorted, backing down the street as the men prostrated themselves before him, blocking his exit.

"What will you do now? Will you beat me to the point of convincing me to accept this proposal?" - the boy repeated, almost making fun of G-dogg, as the two men took him by the arms, pushing him towards the wall, and starting to hit him on the face, as Samara took a piece of wood and slammed it violently at the head of one of the men, making him dizzy, while Carl tried in vain to free himself from the other man's grip, and G-dogg pointed a gun to the girl's head

"I don't think you want to die young, do you Milkovich?" - G-dogg sneered, keeping the gun pointed at the girl's temple, while the man who had recently been beaten, began to regain consciousness.

"You still have so much to experience and above all to give"continued the man, looking from head to toe at the girl, making a slight smile, as Samara slapped him.

"You really want to die, don't you?
I give you three seconds to say your last words before may this beautiful cerebellum pop " - he took her by the neck, squeezing more and more, the grip, almost to make her breathless and continuing to press the gun to her temple as he began to count.

"One .." - the girl turned to Carl, who despite the fact was beginning to lose consciousness, continued to struggle

"Two" - the girl looked G-dogg in the eyes, one more time

"Three" - the girl managed to steal the man's gun from his hands, stepped on his foot and pointed the weapon at the men.

"Leave him alone or I'll kill you both with a bullet" - the girl threatened them, keeping the gun pointed at them, as the men unplugged from carl and backed away, while Carl slumped to the ground, probably almost unconscious and G-dogg attacked the girl again from behind.