Gotham Streets

Red Bricks

Falcone rocked in his chair a bit, I could tell that he would eventually stand up or do something.

"Victor," Falcone called out. My attention shifted to a lean bald man with no eye brows or even facial hair. The man was pale and his eyes seemed prominently scary. Victor glanced at me then spoke with the boss.

"Yes sir," he asked. I tried not to stare or seem as if I was eavesdropping.

"You and Charlie track down Mac, don't kill or interrogate him," he ordered. Victor seemed confused.

"What shall I do with him then?" He asked.

"Lock him up... here. Then, have Charlie do her thing," Victor looked back at me. He obviously didn't know who I was. I fixed my hood a bit and he still seemed lost, he'd learn soon.

Let's get going then," I suggested. Victor nodded then led us into a garage. We both hopped into a vehicle and drove off to find Mac.

We pulled up on a building with red bricks. I looked up through the windshield.

"This the place?" I asked then looked over to Victor. He didn't say anything. "Okay then," I said as he locked and loaded a gun, then another. Victor cracked his neck and reached for the car door, it opened swiftly and closed almost silently. I immediately followed, fixing my hood. I closed the car door as quietly as possible. Then ran after Victor who was already to the door. Victor busted in the door and started firing. My ears rang loudly but I continued to follow. I finally walked into the building, the lights were dim. My eyes took awhile to adjust to the lighting, as they did I saw blood of the men just shot. I avoided looking at them and focused on the path Victor was taking. I walked two meters behind him, we took a left and started walking up some stairs. We reached the top and bullets flew past Victors head! He dropped to the ground and fired off a fee more shots the ran into the hall. I stayed still and low waiting a few seconds. Then I ran up and followed down the hall. The hall way wide with a door two the left, the right and all the way down the hall. The door at the end of the hall way opened. A dead man laid sprawled out in the right door. I ran and caught up with Victor. He held his gun toward a man sitting in a desk counting money, pretending as if his men were all dead. The room was a light blue and the carpet was an ugly brown. The man at the desk had a receding hairline of black hair. He wore an expensive suit with a red pocket square. He had stacks of $100 dollar bills. Victor held his gun firmly and aimed for the man's head.

"We're gonna need to take you in for an interrogation," he said nodding and smiling the looked towards me. The man finally looked up and put his arms down. The man looked to be getting up. Then the man pulled out a gun and shot Victors out of his hands! Then something pointed into my back.

"Make a move and I shoot," a man's voice said. I slowly raised my arms. The gun pushed against my back moved me over to allow more men with guns to come into the room. I looked to Victor and before I could think Victor rolled and jumped through a window! The men ran towards the window and shot at him. By their angered expressions Victor had escaped. All the men faced towards me now.

"Well well well, look who we have here boys," the man who spoke looked to his boys "the hood. Not so scary now are we," he continued pulling the hood from my head. "The boss is gonna love you," he said then it went black.