Uh Oh

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Over and over the murder he had committed replayed in his mind even in his dreams.and even in his slumber, his body jumped with each bullets explosion.

and seemingly on time with the explosion of the last bullet he was roughly awakened by a rather large pair of hands covering his mouth while a pistol barrel pressed painfully into his forehead.

"dont make a mothafucken sound" the intruder warned the young man. "Get ur f*****g shoes on and get ur ass downstairs." he added.

Antonio didn't hesitate to follow the man's orders not bothering to tie his laces of his sneakers, he quickly made his way to the door of his room, down the dark hallway which he then took the decent of the stairs. upon reaching the ground level of the house, he was met with a horrific scene. every member of the house was on their knees, with their hands tied behind their backs, and each was guarded by men in designer suits holding fully automatic weapons. his hands too were bound behind his back and he was roughly pushed to his knees as well.

a few minutes passed quietly, the slience only to be broken by the brief whispered communication amongst the intruders. one could almost feel the fear of the bound men,the air thick with the stench. All the men of the house wondered what was this all about. these men didn't look like their rivals. and all of them were dressed in expensive fashion, leaving Antonio to wonder even more.

Then all at once they looked to the door when they heard someone entering the house. a rather large man in a three piece suit strode purposefully into the room to take center stage in the circle or bound men, And one by one he. took the time to meet each man's eyes, his own burning fiercely into the retinas of each man.

when he was finished glaring at the men, he began to speak.

" Does anyone in this room know who I am", he asked the boys and their og. one of the boys nodded his agreement and spoke up.

"you are don Tony of the pinini Italian crime sydicit. their branch of the mafia tree controlled much of the west coast all the way to Las Vegas.

With the realization of who this man was, each man stomach felt as if it had been dropped fromm the empire state building. the news hit them directly I

like a punch to the stomach. everyone knew that u didn't f**k with the mafia.

"Yes, u are right. I am Don Tony and I bet u are all extremely curious as to why I am here.

The man then reached into his jackets inside pocket and produced a large picture of a woman's face. she was rather pretty with strong features any man could fall in love with. and as beautiful as she was, no one could deny the similarities in the resemblance of the man holding the picture.

" tonight a horrible and horrific thing has happened to me and my family. this beautiful angel was sent home to be with her creator. but I must assure u that it wasn't her time. she was taken abruptly with the swift hand of murder and I know that the man who did this is here in this room as I speak.

Antonio could barely breath when he heard these words. "Oh my God, what have I done" he asked himself. what had he gotten himself into?

" now dont for one second think that her death will be in vain. I live by the old testament where it is eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth. her death will be avenged this very night In this very room.

Blood coursed threw his body, sped up by his heartbeats thump behind his ribbed chest. the realization hit him like a mac truck, someone might die for his mistake that he had made. no he could not allow that to happen. he must attain to his deeds. but before he could speak up to take responsibility, another voice rang out from across the room. it was his o.g. puppet trying to get the dons attention.

When he had suceed to have the dons full attention, he took in a deep breath and told the Don that he had been the one to pull the trigger. he had ordered the hit he thought to himself, and he wouldn't allow any of the lil g's to face the consequences of his order.

Without any hesitation, the don quickly strode over to their beloved o.g , and produced a rather large pistol with a long men

naming barrel, and place that said barrel against the man's head. without ti.w for anyone to react he then proceeded to pull the trigger. the fully automatic tech 9 exploded with a defining reverberation of bullets firing, and the don did not release the trigger until the last bullet in the clip had ripped into the body of their late o.g.puppet. His body slumped to the ground where it lay rest in the ever pooling puddle of blood. And with that the man turned and left the premises. then one buy on he was followed by the rest of his men.