Mad World (Gone Editing)

Chapter 4

<Good morning all and happy Friday!! I've decided to release the next chapter especially for my dear friend Ajay!! Enjoy guys and feel free to tell me what you like and what you don't 😘>

Elliot's POV

Please Excuse My Hands by Plies

After hooking up with that chick in the back room of WolfFang's I went home and showered for an hour or so before finally getting out. Then I made an appointment with my personal doctor for a check-up. Even with a condom you can never be too safe.

A couple days later I received a new burner phone in the mail signifying that I had another job to do. The job would take me to London for a week or two. I wasn't excited to be leaving George again so soon and even less excited to be returning to London. The only good thing was I knew Inna wouldn't mind feeding and walking George for me. I left her my back-door key as usual and drove to La Guardia.

The seven-hour flight gave me time to look up the info on both the client and the target.

Client was your typical mob style business man who no longer wanted to get his hands dirty. The target used to work for the client but had gotten himself into trouble with the law recently. My client was worried that the target was going to talk to save his own skin. And rightly so.

I was only in London for four days trailing the target to get proof that he was cooperating with the authorities before I got it. The target met with four Detectives. They sat and talked long enough that I was able to get a picture of each Detectives' faces as well as his just so my client could positively ID him.

The next day I was sitting in Recardo Valentino's office. It was a nice office with three of the four walls being made of glass. The furniture was all dark wood or leathers. There was fancy art on the walls. Some of it looked to be the real thing.

Recardo Valentino sat behind a wood desk so dark it looked black and was almost as wide and long as a twin sized mattress. The pictures I took were spread in front of him. I could tell by the reddish-purple color of his fat face that he was furious.

"That rat bastard," Recardo growled. "I took care of him and his damn junkie wife for decades and just like that he flips on me," Recardo practically screamed.

"Mr. Valentino, I'm not here for your past. I'm here to take care of your present problem anyway you see fit," I said crossing my arms over my chest.

The black suit jacket strained over my arms. The black shirt went well with the all black suit and black Ray Ban's that I usually wore when meeting with clients. They didn't call me Mr. Black for a reason.

"I know Mr. Black , that's why I hired you and not one of the others. I want Vinny eliminated before the end of the week. A hundred grand has already been wired to your account and you'll get another two hundred when I am no longer in danger," Recky promised.

"I believe you, Mr. Valentino. If I didn't, I never would have taken this job," I said not letting my fake American accent slip at all.

Not like whenever I seemed to be around Inna. Damn, this girl was invading my thoughts at the wrong time.

"Great. Do you need anything while you're here? I got blow, smack, crystal, girls, boys," Recky offered.

I politely declined. I never did drugs with the exception of alcohol period. And I most definitely never fucked around when I was working. There were enough risks in this line of work, I didn't need any distractions.

When I left Recardo 'Recky' Valentino's office I went straight back to tailing my target Vinny. I needed to get a feel for his movements before I could take him out. On top of making sure he wasn't being followed or watched by the authorities; I also needed to make sure that the two of us never interacted and that there was no real trace of Mr. Black being here.