Nobody really understands how one rises to power, maybe it's luck or maybe it's to do with the person at hand.
I was young when I was taken into what I guess you would call a gang but to me it was a family. They took me in and taught me everything I needed to know, at the beginning I wasn't allowed to get involved with the 'big jobs' but I could get involved with the small ones like trade deals, meetings, smuggling you know nothing that could get me or anyone else killed. Well at least until one day when a, 'small job' went wrong.
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It was just a simple trade deal switch the cash for the guns, it couldn't go wrong. Well not unless someone got greedy.
We had parked a little outside the meeting place Ben turned to me and smiled that grin he has, it was a mocking grin but at the same time a trusting grin.
"You ready Johnny boy?" the question Ben asked every time before we did a job.
"Of course. Let's just get this shit over and with already" I pushed the car door open grabbing a tommy gun from Joey a man of mystery never showed any emotion but could kill a man with one throw of his fists. The kind of man you do not piss off under any circumstances. He patted me on the back as I walked past, knocking the air out of my chest. Ben chuckled and followed behind Joey shotgun in hand. I could hear the chatter of the men we were trading with, Joey held on to the briefcase so no one try to take it without a fair deal. The chatter stopped once we reached the area they all looked up at us in some sort of synchronised fashion one blew smoke of a cigarette out before chucking it to the ground.
"So he sent you fuckers instead did he?" he had such a distinct Boston accent the kind you won't forget.
"Yeah. You got a problem?"
"You got the money?" I look towards the breifcase in Joey's hand then turn back to him and give him a nod. He smirks and gestures for one of his men to get the guns from the back of their car, as the guns are grabbed I watch the leader closely, one thing they taught me was to watch for changes in personalities or tone or actions. The man steps forward opening up the bag and chucking on to the ground, Ben takes a step towards it and they cock they're guns simultaneously one after the other and points them at us.
"Whoa we ain't done nothing" I slowly bring my hand to the gun hanging at my side, while Ben slowly brings his hands up.
"we want the money first then you can have ya guns"
"That wasn't the deal"
"The deal was broke when Frank didn't fucking show up" I gave a low growl and nodded to Joey who approached the man shoving the briefcase into his chest he takes a step back and smiles a wicked smile.
"Kill 'em" he steps away, I curse under my breath and pull my gun, Joey lunges for the nearest person land a punch straight to side of the man's face. Before Ben can pull he's gun out he is shot in the shoulder, I spray an array of bullets at the man who shot Ben another bullet lands in Ben's chest before Joey could reach them, Joey them tackles them to the ground landed one punch after the other. I turn my attention to the ones trying to to get away, killing two more of them the second dropping the bag of guns but the boss was no where to be seen.
"Shit. Shit. Shit!" I throw my gun to the floor and go to Ben "Stay with me it's going to be okay" Ben starts to cough up blood and tilt him to the side so he can spit it out, he reaches up with a weak hand and taps me on my cheek a few times.
"You did.. good Johnny Boy.. I.. I'm proud of y..." he releases one last breath and his hand drops from cheek
"Ben! No.. No.. No" I bow my head and bring him in closer. I jump and the feeling of Joey putting a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"it's okay Johnny. We gotta get out here" he pats me gently on the shoulder before walking away before heading back towards the car he grabs the bag of guns and walks away. I take a look at Ben and sigh, I lean his head gently on the ground and run my hand over his face to close his eyes. I stand up and dust myself off before following Joey to the car, he nods at me and puts the guns in the back before getting in the drivers side, I had already gotten in and put my seat belt on. I take one last look out of the window towards Ben as the car starts to move, my mind moves to how the hell I'm supposed to tell Frank that Ben was killed, the money was taken and boss got away without a scratch. Looking over at Joey his hands where covered in blood his shirt too and some spray landed upon his face. You could tell that some of his knuckles where broken but you wouldn't hear a word of complaint from him. I myself had blood on me but the majority was Ben's, I turn and look out the window once again.
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Soon we arrive at Frank's home it was away from the main towns/ cities in the countryside. It's a nice home cosy, enough room for business and family, I sigh reluctant to get out of the car. Joey turns the engine off and gets out of the car, I watch him before doing the same myself, I look up at the building that stood in front of me hearing the front door open and close cause me to have to swallow and dry lump that formed at the back of my throat, trailing my eyes down the building they finally land on him.
