Is It Done?

I am standing here in the room of the guy that I need to send a message to. The woman with his is lying on the floor and the guy is hanging on the bed posts, tied up. I put the gun to his penis and say;

"I hope you had fun"

He makes noises through his nose. He looks at me with his eyes...as his eyes are growing bigger and bigger. I lower the gun and say;

"So, are you going to close up shop and leave town or are you going to stay here so that I have to come again and deliver another message?"

He shakes his head and I ask him;

"Are going to leave town and never come back?"

He nods as to say yes. I look at him and say;

"You will practically say anything to me, just to let you go"

He shakes his head as to say no. I smile and say;

"I have had enough"

I put the gun against his dick again, and this time I take the shot. As the shot goes off, his penis falls to the ground as he is crying in pain. I tell him;

"The best is, you knew that shit is going to happen when you expand your business into Uncle Paul territory. You even got people to pay you for protection that Uncle Paul is already protecting. I mean, who does that? Some stupid motherfucker that thinks he is part of the family"

I point the gun to his left elbow and take the shot. He screams again in pain, as he is hanging on that arm. I move over to the other side, point, and take the shot again. He is trying to scream, but nothing is coming out but the noise from his nose, now he is hanging on two arms that are causing a lot of pain. I put the gun under his chin, lifting his head up to look at me with the silencer and say;

"So, why if you knew that Uncle Paul will find out...will you still take the risk of doing it?"

He is just crying. I put the gun under his armpit, and take the shot. I do it with the other side as well. He passes out of the pain that I am busy inflicting. The woman is starting to come too, I point the gun and take the shot, she goes down again.

I turn and point the gun to his forehead and take the shot. I write on the wall with his blood "Get out, or else". I take out my phone and take pictures of the scene. I walk back down into the hall, and back to the security room. I grab the passed-out security guard around the neck and choke him to death. I take out the hard drives, put them in my backpack.

I walk back to the glass door, wait for the security to come close. As he walks by, I open the door and take the shot, he falls to the ground. I walk to the wall and jump over and run to my car. I take out the machine gun and walk to the front of the gate where two other security guards are standing.

I come around the corner and open fire, as the shots go off...the two of them just fall to the ground as I keep on firing till the magazine is empty.

I take out the two bottles that I got from the bartender. I pour half of the whiskey into the other bottle and I take a quick sip of the whiskey. I rip my shirt to make two pieces of cloth.

I put the cloth in the bottles, to make a molotof cocktail. I light one and throw it to the car standing in the driveway. The other goes through the window of the house. As the car and the house catch fire, I run back to my car and I start to drive away.

As I get down the road, I look in the back of my mirror. The police cars arriving on the scene, just as I am driving away. I say out loud to myself;

"Fucking well done, message sent"

I know I need to get rid of the car, as it is stolen and the cops might be looking for it. So, I drive to a dam that I knew well as a kid. My dad used to take me there for fishing. And the best thing is, not a lot of people know about this place. I drive to the top of the cliff as it overlooks the dam.

I lift up the handbrake. I get all my stuff from the car, including the guns, and start wiping it down for prints. Open up all the windows, then I let the handbrake down and start pushing the car. The car starts to pick up speed and I leave it as it goes over the cliff into the dam. I hear the impact of the car in the water.

I put everything that I took out of the car into the bag and start walking back to the road again. I try to hitchhike as cars are passing me by, to get a ride back into town. I hear a pick-up truck pulling up next to me. A guy opens the passenger side window and ask;

"Do you need a lift?"

"Yes sir"

"Where are you headed?"

"Just into town sir"

"Okay, hop on the back, I will take you there"

"Thank you, sir"

I hop on and he pulls away. I feel so good, but so bad as well. That I did not want to do something like that. But I have to do things like this to send a message that I want to join the Family business. We drive for a while...as we get into town, the guy pulls over and ask;

"Is this okay?"

"Yeah sure. Thank you so much for the lift"

"Sure thing man, be safe"

And he drives off. I make a call to Tony Gigantello to come and pick me up. A few minutes later, a car pulls up. It is Tony, he looks at me and says;

"It is good to see you...and?"

"And what? The message was sent"

I get in the car and he pulls off and drives to Uncle Paul's restaurant. As we get there, Tony says;

"I am glad you are safe Ricky, you had me worried"

I smile sarcastically and says;

"Tony, you know that I can take care of myself"

I get out and walk in straight to the bar, get myself a quick drink. Most of the people are still there, gambling and having fun. I see Uncle Paul, still sitting by his table. I finish my drink and walk up to him. He looks at me, jumps up, gives me a kiss, and says;