Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 95

Sal came tearing out of the backseat as Rocco quickly exited the car and tried to restrain him.

"Damn it, Sal! You're not listening!" he yelled as he grabbed Sal's arm, spinning him around to face him.

"We gotta get him to the boss," Rocco continued pleading. "He's no good to him if he's dead."

Sal chuckled, "Oh, I ain't gonna kill him, ya know? Only.... after I'm done with him he's gonna wish he was dead!"

Sal handed the gun to him, cracked his knuckles, and turned back, saying, "Stay out of this, Rocco."

I brought my fists up...