Faction War

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     In the drug house things stay pretty quiet, none of the guys know each other well enough to strike up conversation. The boss put the four of the guys on this job because they work hard and get things done. It's a normal day until they all hear a loud knock on the door.

     Craimer looks at Ted, "Go check that out."

     "yeah yeah, fuck you." Ted walks over to the door and slowly opens it, "Who the fuck are you?"

     A tall man with dark hair and blue/gray eyes stands at the door, "Hi, sir! I'm sorry to bother you on this beautiful fall evening, but i was wondering if you had a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Jesus Christ?"

     With a strange look on his face, Ted takes a few steps out, "Look buddy, you seem like a nice guy. I'm gonna give you a warning, you better--"

    Ted is suddenly interrupted by a swift punch to the throat. The tall man pulls out a Smith & Wesson 1911 and proceeds into the house. The other men heard a noise and went to see what it was. Craimer turns the corner and gets knocked in the head by the butt of the gun, knocking him out. The tall man listens close  and aims through a wall, firing and killing the man on the other side. Ted stands up and runs at the tall man with a knife, but he dodges and shoots Ted in the side of the head. He makes his way into the living room where he is ambushed and shot in the left arm. He turns around and fires twice on the final man. He walks to Craimer and drags him onto the couch.

     "Wh- who the fuck are you," Craimer shakes out, but the man ignores the question.

     "Who are you working for?"

    Craimer manages to yell out, "Hey man, fuck you, I ain't telling you shit! Do your fuckin' worst, you bitch!"

     "If you insist," the tall man places the barrel of the gun on Craimer's no-no spot and screams, "Who the fuck are you working for!?"

    Craimer is terrified and gives in, "Okay, you fucking psychopath! I'll talk! Jesus Christ get that thing away from my dick!"

     "First, answers."

     "Fine fine, the only thing I know is that the guy's name is Ellis. Th- that's all i know you gotta believe me," Craimer shouts.

     "Oh, I believe you." The tall man then shoots craimer in the head and walks out the back door. He gets in his car a few blocks away and drives to his "office". When he gets to the door he bangs on it twice and looks up to a camera. A voice over the intercom says "Who are you and what do you want? Oh shit. Sorry, Trevor. Didn't realize it was you." The door buzzes and Trevor walks in.

     "Any mail come in for me," Trevor asks to the man in the entry booth.

     "No, but someone dropped off a letter for you. Didn't give a real name, just said 'Just tell him it's spider.'"

     Trevor looks at the letter and says, "Thanks Jerry." He walks into his office and sets the note down on his desk, then walks over to Phillips' office. He knocks twice then lets himself in. A short, curly haired blonde woman stands in front of a window.

     She swiftly turns around, "Any new info?"

     "Yeah, a name," Trevor walks over to her glass of water and takes a drink.

     "What's the name," she asks.

     "Ellis."

     She ponders for a moment, "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

     "i had the same thought," Trevor says, sitting down in pain.

     She notices the gunshot wound, "Oh my god, did they shoot you? You need to go to Hudson and get that patched up."

     "Jessica," Trevor says, "it's fine, calm down. I'll get it checked out." They look at each other for a moment. "Look, I know a guy that might have some information on this Ellis person. He has street connections."

     "What's his name," she asks.

     "Carter Slayton, but everyone calls him Spider."

     "Get in touch with him and see what he knows. The sooner the better. We need to get those people off the street and out of our territory," she says while turning back to the window.

     "Ey ey cap'n."