Do you guys have snow?? Cause I have almost a foot and a half!
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A few hours after Rocco's phone call, we all started to get anxious, Murphy and Connor went through half a pack of cigarettes while I tried to read an old magazine that I found lying around the house.
Suddenly the door burst open, we all jumped up but it was only two drunk girls. "What if he's dead? Or hurt? We all know that his fucking boss backstabbed him!" I ranted to the boys.
"He'll be fine, if his boss wanted him dead, he would have done it ages ago." Murphy's sentence hung in the tense silence of the room.
"Well that wasn't very reassuring Murph." Connor chuckled a bit.
Then the door slammed open again, Rocco stood in the doorway, his eyes had this wild look about them and his hair was even messier.
"Rocco what happened?!" I shouted. He just ignored me and started to scream, "Pack your shit! Pack your shit! We got to get out of here!" He started to throw clothes into a dufflebag.
The two drunk girls that were asleep on the couch, woke up and shouted, "Roc, what happened?"
My head started to pound as I watched Murphy and Connor shout at Rocco, "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I killed them all! Jesus I killed them all!"
He couldn't have killed his boss and men, one against like maybe 15, impossible.
"Rocco! Calm down!" Connor screamed at him and stood in front of him.
"These cocksuckers sold me out!"
"Where?"
"In the middle of Lakeview." He looked back and forth between the boys, not daring to look at me, Great, he just killed some guys in a public place. Then I zoned out, until Connor grabbed my arm and led me out of the apartment.
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Connor drove down the southside of Boston. I just looked out the window.
"Stop the car Connor." Rocco said and pointed to a strip joint, The Sin Bin.
"Rocco ya want to go in there?" I teased laughing along with Connor.
Rocco ignored me and told Rocco about this Yakavetta guy, and how he's Vincenzio's right hand.
"He sold me out and he goes there every Wednesday."
Ew. I did not need to know that, "So let's kill the motherfucker." I stated and they all looked at me, " what you guys want to rid Boston of crime, and Murphy said last night that you guys are like seven eleven." I smiled a bit remembering his words.
"We could kill everyone." Rocco whispered but loud enough for everyone to hear.
YOU ARE READING
Boondock Saints
RomanceCora is a highly trained assassin for the Swedish Mafia, and just got a new target. This mission leads her to meet two Irish men who will change her life.
