The office door in the back flew open and Bobby Diamond burst out, wondering what all the commotion was.
"What the hell?" he yelled as he saw me standing over his top man. The bartender and wait staff all scurried for the kitchen.
Diamond eyed me and went for his gun. I pulled mine first and pointed it at his greasy skull.
"Give me a reason, Diamond, and I'll redecorate your club in red."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" he asked, clearly not used to being threatened.
"I think I'm the guy holding the gun now, Diamond."
Neville Hunt over 6 years ago
Redecorate your club in red...a great visual prompt Christopher!
Christopher over 6 years ago
Thanks, Neville.