Gangsters

The Word

James told Noah to give the black bag to Kate. Noah smiled and left to Kate who was in the living room. "Come. Come." He whispered and sat at the small table on his knees. She joined him as curiosity set in. James leaned on the entryway with his arms folded. "What is it?" Kate asked as she set her hand gently on her lap. James loved how poised she always was. "These are for you." Noah said and spread the diamonds onto the table. Her eyes glowed. "Are those...?" She asked. "Real diamonds!" Noah told her, excitedly. He liked seeing her beaming. James pushed off the wall and approached them both. "Pick one. Any one. I'll have it cut into a ring for you. The rest will become a necklace." He said. She looked to him. "Oh, James..." She said. He smiled. Edward came into the room. "We got word back from George." He told James. James was looking back at him. "Go get Oliver. Round the men. Let's hear it." He commanded. "Straight away." Edward told before running off. "OLLY!" He shouted as he ran. James looked to Kate and Noah. "Get on, Noah. You too." He said. Noah stood then hurried out of the room. "I'll just...pick out a diamond." Kate said. "I'll be right back." He told her. She briefly smiled. He jogged out of the room. The diamonds were amazing, but she wished she could just spend time with him. Like they used to. The boys were all out in the garage. One of the members brought a laptop to the group and started to play a video. "This is rich. "King". This is rich." George started. "You think this is some kind of game? Where you can just take down some of my members and expect me to bow down to you? You're a boy! You're just some kid! You don't got the balls." He taunted and laughed.

"You're playing right into my plan. Kid. You think you're all that and a bag of money? All because of your parent's death?" He asked and leaned forward. "It was easy to take down that King and Queen. I will do the same to you. And then MY gang and I, will rule London!" He said and sat back laughing. "It'll all be swept out from under your feet!" He told and laughed more. James's anger burned into an inferno inside him and he snapped the laptop shut, then turned and his gang separated. He threw the laptop across the area and it shattered upon impact. He breathed heavily, thinking of a plan. "Protect the Queen." He said. He knew his boys could protect themselves and they'd be with him most of the time. A few of the members left the garage and headed back to the house. "I want his son dead." He demanded dauntingly and looked to three other members. "I want him dead, his death shown through a video sent to George, because I want him to know I'M NOT BLOODY KIDDING AND I AM NO BLOODY NOB!" James shouted furiously. His shouting even caused his hair to fall slightly by his eye. He brushed it back with his hand and the members gave a nod and left. "I'm gonna need our Digger to get to work now." He told the boys while unbuttoning the cuff of his white suit shirt sleeve. "I don't care which one of you does it just do it." He said. Noah left the garage. "Breathe, James." Oliver told him. James tossed his hair to a side swept look. "I will breathe when he bows to me." He replied then gave a sneer and stormed out. "Lord help us all." Edward said. Oliver breathed in deep and tucked his hands in his pockets as he sighed.