Mayhem
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As he walked down the streets of St. Louis, Mayhem felt the cold breeze hit his face. He took off his garments piece by piece, walking into a nearby ally. He took off his gloves, his face mask, his hat and his shoes, placing them in the large tin bin. Mayhem pulled out his matches, lit a few and threw it onto the pieces of clothing. He made sure it was good as gone before stepping out and walking off.
Was he proud of killing off one of his own? No, he wasn't but "things gotta happen for a reason" he thought.
He listened and heard various sirens blaring in the opposite direction. He smirked and jumped into his 2015 Maserati Quattroporte, quickly starting it and driving away. He drove until he came unto the gates of the Foxcroft subdivision. He pulled in and drove down the long narrow road until he came to a large, white, craftsman styled home. He pulled into a large garage. Using a button on the sun visor, he closed it, exiting out the car, going in through the side door. He went in and put his alarm password in to his keypad. Afterwards, he went over into his living room and he grabbed his mail stack and ran across a letter from his imprisoned father that read:
"Hey son, I hope my business isn't falling under. I'd hate to have to hurt my own son. Anyways, I'm sending over a female operative to oversee all of you. In case you were wondering, no, it isn't your mother. It's my second wife, Rhonda. Your job is to show her the feel of everything and keep her and her daughter Kimmy out of danger. Rhonda will only be there to cook up things and to run along with it. Kimmy is there for business deals. I don't need you fucking things up while I am inside here. Pictures of Kimmy and Rhonda are attached to this letter. See you soon."
Mayhem looked at the pictures, ran his hands down his face and sighed. He had just offed his associate's boyfriend. He had remembered listening to the two on the phone together right before he killed him. He thought back to not even an hour ago.
" I love you more baby." He said, sitting back on his couch. "I'll be home in a few weeks."
"How reassurin'. Don't you know that we can't start a family if you'on be here. Babies can't be made by jus' one person Cam." She said with her country accent blaring through the phone speaker.
"Ian bout to do this shit. Call me when you off that stupid shit." He said, hanging up his phone. That is when he saw her face on the screen of his iPhone.
He took that as his chance and aimed his gun precisely at the back of his head, shooting and of course, not missing. He dropped his phone and his head fell back. Blood leaked rapidly from his head as he left out, walking over to the dog he previously had brung, stuffing the bullet and shell into his mouth, tying him onto the chain that was put into the yard. Mayhem exited through the woods. He continued to walk until he reached the city of St. Louis.
Snapping out of his flashback, he heard his phone ringing. He looked and saw his partner calling him.
It all starts here.....
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So how was chapter one?
I decided to change everything up.
Whose spouse got murked?
Mayhem is on the side
