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Derrick Coachmen

Friday, September 22nd 2023

I scrolled through my phone looking at old photos and videos from school sighing knowing i'll never see anyone from there ever again

I rolled out of bed to open my curtains letting the sunlight hit my eyes causing me to squint

Walking into my bathroom, I started getting ready for the day not knowing what to expect next

Gabriel's POV:
"WHERE'S THE MONEY!" I roared into a traitors face trying to figure out where my money went "I don't know you got the wrong person boss!" The man whimpered before I punched him enraged

A few days ago a large sum of money went missing and we traced it back to this guy, I ran my fingers though my hair knowing he wasn't going to confess

"Get the axe." I instructed to my men who were waiting outside the room for me, the man sitting in the chairs face drained of color knowing what we do with the axes

"Please no! I have kids and a wife!" He pleaded thinking i'd show him mercy. I may be the 2nd largest mafia but me and my brother are the coldest humans alive, humanity doesn't even exist to us

My men walked into the room minutes later with a table and an axe, we strapped down the man's arm to the table as he fought back not wanting to die. I grabbed the axe and looked him in the eyes "One last chance, where is the money."

"I don't know." The man said shaking "Alright then, you want it the hard way." I sighed

Before the man could even blink I swung my axe onto his wrist cutting of his hand causing a gut wrenching scream escape his mouth

"Now, where's the money?" I said walking over to the other side of him "I don't know!! I swear boss" He screamed "Liar!" I yelled swinging my axe through his other wrist making the whole room gruesome

"What's your name?" I questioned "Derrick Coachmen" he yelled looking at his hands on the floor "Ok. Thank you" I sighed knowing this man will lose his life

Before he screamed out again I cut him off by swinging my axe through his neck, beheading him. My men flinched a little as some blood splattered around the room and on all of our body's

I dropped my axe as I walked out the room pissed "Asshole" I muttered unbuttoning my shirt one by one making it to my office "Here's your shirt boss." One of my men said holding it out for me to grab

I grabbed it from him and quickly took my other shirt that was splattered with blood off

Before I could even finish buttoning up my shirt I got a phone call from my father making me roll my eyes

"Yes father?" I said through the phone "Gabriel I need you to go question some more people about the money situation" My father said while he messed around with something in the background "Ok. Are they already in chambers or what?" I questioned annoyed as I tried to get the last few buttons on my shirt "They are already in chambers, 15-28 I believe" He said unsurely

I sighed knowing this was going to be a long day. "Ok" Was the last thing I said before I hung up. "Get me Zeke and Javi now." I instructed to my men

Moments later my men arrived back with the two. Zeke was my right hand man he did everything I asked him to do and perfectly too which is hard to find in the mafia world. His real name is Ezequiel but we mostly just call him Zeke

Javi was also like my right hand man but i'd say my left hand man really, he fucks up here and there but then redeems himself most of the time. We call him Javi short for Javier, those 2 boys are what i'd like to call my best friends they are the closest I can get too it anyways

Zeke and Javi are also right and left hand mans to my younger brother Rowan, the 4 of us are great working together. We all can be goofballs but when it comes to business we mean business

"Yea Gabe?" Zeke questioned as he walked over to my couch "I need help with interrogating a lot of men about the money scandal" I answered waiting for a response

"Again?? We've been doing this for days now, we won't find who stole our money" Javi filled the silence "I know but this is my father requesting us to do this" I said crossing my arms

"What even happened to the guy earlier?" Zeke questioned "Dead" Javi answered for me

"Damn I really thought he would of helped, oh well" Zeke shrugged "No he's an absolute asshole even after cutting both hands off he wouldn't tell." I said getting mad all over again

"Man he must be loyal to whatever Mafia he belongs too" Zeke shook his head "Did you get his name?" Javi questioned

"Derrick Coachmen" I answered agitated "Doesn't ring a bell, let's just get to killing" Zeke practically almost yelled "Fuck yeahhhh" Javi added in making me chuckle. They are such kids even though they are my age, 18.