Narrator's pov
"And now on to other news, famed Hero Detective Joe Dinicol was shot twice in the chest earlier this week, sources say he was found in the home of his best friend, in the bathtub after saving his own life, taking the bullets out himself and cauterizing the wounds to temporarily stop the bleeding. He was found by senior Detective Harry Styles, who instantly rushed him to the hospital, where he remains at the moment-"
Jord turns off the Tv and rubs his chin.
"Hard to kill that man."he says, turning around in his chair to face Jimmy, or Crowbar, as you know him.
"How much for you to kill him?"Jord asks, pulling a cigarette from his case and putting it between his lips.
"You know i swore off killing them both."Jimmy responds, sounding stressed.
Jord chuckles.
"Last i checked, you worked for me. Or, am i reading this contract incorrectly? This does say that you are my personal servant and therefore, will carryout any task i lay upon you, right?"Jord asks, opening Jimmy's file and reading from it.
"Every task but that one."Jimmy says.
"Oh Jim. I really shouldn't have to repeat to you what happens if you refuse, me breaking your legs and killing everyone you love. It's becoming repetitive."Jord rolls his eyes.
"Who do I have left for you to harm, Jordy?"Jim asks.
Jord huffs as he lifts himself up, pulling some Polaroid photo's from his back pocket. He slides them across the table to Jimmy.
"Your brother, for one."
Jimmy's face goes pale, looking at pictures of Rokstarr's, or Ronnie's bruised face.
"Where is he?"Jimmy asks quietly.
"He's being tortured on the roof of a building not far from here, only 7 percent of his bones are broken by now, it could take a..very long time to break each one individually as we're doing now, so our goal is to simply toss'm off the roof, hope for the best."Jord says picking at his fingernails.
"You monster."Jimmy says quietly.
"Indeed, do we have a deal or not?"Jord asks with a straight face.
"I'll do it."Jim says with shake in his voice.
"Great, meeting adjourned"Jord says standing and Exiting the room.
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Leah's pov
"Hold still you dope"I say over Ethan's groaning as i try to pop out his faux eye.
"Just leave it alone!"he signs as he speaks.
"It hasn't been cleaned in a week!"I say, succeeding in taking the false eye out.
"Maybe keep your dirty fingers out of my eye socket!"He says.
"Shut up you idiot! Hold still."i demand as i begin to swab out the empty cavity.
He groans gripping onto my shirt tightly as i clean it out.
"Don't you dare sneeze again Ethan or the swab is gonna get stuck!"i say knowing he can't hear me.
After properly cleaning it and adding his prescription ointment i step back.
"Uhg, finally"He grunts as Jord walks into the room.
"Guys, I've got-HOly cow!"he's shocked upon seeing Ethan without his eye.
"Don't tease him about it!"i hit his shoulder as he bends down to get a closer look.
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