Realistic or Modern Organized Crime

[Zemfro]

He laughs lightly, "Yeah..." he says as the other guests start to stare at the couple, to which Antonio decided to take her to the bar, "So what do you drink, doll? Something hard or light?" He says with his same smile, most other workers waiters and bar tenders sort of stirred about at the sight of their boss with a beautiful dame and had to keep reminding themselves to use his fake name.

 

[No More Pretending]

"Oh, something hard," she said with a grin. "What do they have?" Her hands still rested in the crook of his elbow. She wanted to stay close in the crowd of people. Her eyes roamed around and met with those of several people. "Why are they staring...?"

 

[Zemfro]

"They probably thinking who that beautiful woman is." He nudges her with a smile. "Bartender!" He calls out to which one turned to come deal with him.

"Yes sir, whats your poison?"

"Wanted to hear what you have first." He nods with a wink.

The bartender nodded, "We have club whisky, rum, spirit, beer, whine, moonshine, if youre into that, cider and our own personally made whiskey." He says, looking between the two.

"I'll take the Whisky." He says simply.

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled softly. "I think whiskey sounds perfect, so I'll have some as well."

 

[Zemfro]

The bartender nodded and went to go pour their drinks. Meanwhile another man went to stand right next to Antonio, the man slipped a small piece of paper under his hand and went away. Antonio put his hand in his pocket then looked to Lynn, "Alright so how did you find a place like this? I've just gotta know."

 

[No More Pretending]

She laughed. "Well, I'm not entirely sure myself... Frankie brought me here after practice one day, and that's how I found it."

 

[Zemfro]

"Oh he did huh? Interesting." Since he hasn't said anything about him yet, Frankie doesn't seem to be a bother at the moment.

The bartender came back with their whiskys, "Thank you sir." He nods then turns to face Lynn, "To the future. May we still be together no matter what." He raises his glass to her.

 

[No More Pretending]

She smiled. "To us..." she murmured, feeling genuinely excited for what the next day would bring.

 

[Zemfro]

As he took a drink from it he looked down at the note which simply read, we have him , he tucked the note away and smiled at her, "Man havent had one in a while." He laughs. "Stronger than I remember."

 

[No More Pretending]

"It's very good," she said with a giggle.

 

[Zemfro]

"Good good. Barkeep! Refils please." He called him over.

After about an hour they had been drinking glass after glass and Antonio was barely feeling the effects, "So babe, how are you doing?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"It's very good," she said with a giggle. "This place is pretty nice. The boss really knows what he's doing."

 

[Zemfro]

He chuckles and puts the glass to his lips, "Thanks." He said before drinking the rest of the drink.

 

[No More Pretending]

She paused. "Thanks...?" She asked. "Why are you saying thank you?"

 

[Zemfro]

His eyes widen as he coughed, "Did I say thanks? I uh...I don't know why. Huh. Thay was weird." He cleared his throat. "Another round." He calls out.

 

[No More Pretending]

She laughed softly. "Okay. Just don't you dare overdo it tonight, Toni."

 

[Zemfro]

"You have my word, darling. But to be fair I should be saying that to you." He says with a chuckle, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

 

[No More Pretending]

She laughed, turning to the bartender. "Do you see how little faith he has in me? I was gonna cut myself off after this round!"

 

[Zemfro]

"Little faith? I trust you with my life, I just happen to be worried about you, sweetie." He laughs and drinks the rest of his drink, "Now if you excuse me, I must find the lavatory." He says gives her a quick kiss and heads to the back. Quickly looking back to make sure she wasnt looking and went the other direction, deeper in the cave. He would find a man strapped to a chair, he was beaten to a pulp and was slurring in Russian due to his busted lip. "Lets get to work men. Time is of the essence." He says as he takes off his coat but takes out a pair od brass knuckles.

 

[No More Pretending]

She sighed softly. "Oh he's a catch," She said softly, leaning her chin into her hand. SHe was blissfully unaware of his current activities. She was getting all this attention form him and she loved every bit of it.

 

[Zemfro]

Alex was breathing heavy, blood covered his hands and the Russian looked like he was the verge of death. He beant down to look at the slumped over Russian, "Where...is the damn shipment that you stole from us." He said slowly. Mike stood to the side wearing an apron and a mask and spoke very slow in russian. To which the man simply looked up and spat blood in Alex's face. Alex nodded and took off his knuckles and picked up a bat. "Tell the band to play something loud." He said as he popped his neck. A lacky ran out and spoke with the singer specifically to which he nodded and began to play a rather loud song.

 

[No More Pretending]

She got up and started to dance to the song, but stopped a bit into it, looking around. HE should have been back by now. She wandered through the crowd a bit.

 

[Zemfro]

Meanwhile the man was in tears, kneecaps shattered, and Alex was in his face, "Tell me where it is and it stops. Tell me right now and we let you go." The man began to speak and Mike began to write it down on his clipboard then nodded to Alex. "How hard was that? Huh?" He laughs and puts his hands on his face, "Wasn't hard at all, huh?" He pats his face then quickly snaps the poor mans neck. Alex stands up and reaches out to wipe his face with a towl that was handed to him by Mike, "That took too fuckin long. I want him in the bay with the hour. And put some of that shitty whiskey within him too make it look like an accident." He says as he quickly wipes his hands and starts to put on his coat.

 

[No More Pretending]

She was sipping her whiskey, closing her eyes. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see her friend Frankie. "Oh hey!" she chirped. "What's up with you? I thought you were going home."

"And miss a night at the Phoenix with my favorite girl? no way."

"You're so ridiculous."

 

[Zemfro]

He jogs over to the restroom ro wash his hands when it was clear then walked back out casually. He looked to the bar and to see that she wasnt there. "Where did she..." he said walking around.