 04-17-2008, 4:29 PM
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Cre8ivemind2
 
Joined on 12-12-2007
Michigan
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The Crown Victoria pulls into the parking lot of So-low drinks. Casey climbed out of the passenger seat and approached the bouncer.
"What's up Murdahk?" Casey said while slapping the bouncer's hand.
"Boss is busy." Murdahk said.
"Won't take long." Casey said.
"He's busy." Murdahk said again.
"Murdahk, you and I both know what goes on in that club. Drugs, prostitution, money laundering, that's just on a sunday." Casey said."I'd hate for the cops to find out and close this establishment down."
Murdahk pondered these words for a bit. He looked over at Miguel then nodded to him. "Friend of yours?" He asked.
"Could be." Casey said."We really need information."
"I don't know." Murdahk said.
"Come on Murdahk. When the cops found that gun on you, who made the charges go away?" Casey said.
"You." Murdahk said.
"When you got your third strike, who kept you from getting life?" Casey asked.
"Some Benjamins." Murdahk said.
"Who gave up the Benjamins?" Casey asked.
"You." Murdahk answered while sighing.
"It's Casey." Casey said."I'm your friend."
"All right you can go." Murdahk said.
Casey and Miguel started walking forward.
"Your friend stays." Murdahk said stepping in front of Casey.
"We both have questions." Casey said.
"Ask them all yourself." Murdahk said.
"Murdahk..." Casey began.
Before Murdahk could react, Miguel shot a quick jab that connected with his throat. He fell to the ground, grasping his throat and gasping for air. Miguel grabbed Casey's shoulder and pulled him through the door.
"What the hell was that about?" Casey asked angrily.
"For a bouncer he went down quickly." Miguel joked while approaching the bar.
"Miguel, you can't solve everything with violence." Casey said.
"Mmm." Miguel mumbled while sipping his drink."I beg to differ."
"Beg all you want." Casey said.
"Words can shut someone up eventually. A swift kick in the ass or a punch in the face shuts them up immediately." Miguel said.
"You should put that on a T-shirt." Casey joked.
Miguel laughed a little then looked around the club. Six guys in suits were approaching them from all sides. Miguel ordered three beers.
"You think they'd be more inconspicuous." Miguel said.
"What?" Casey asked.
"The six bouncers in suits, you'd think they'd want to blend in so you don't know they're coming." Miguel answered.
"Dammit Miguel." Casey said."Let me handle this."
"Handle away." Miguel said.
The six black guys surrounded their barstools."Time to go." One of them said.
"I just ordered some beers." Miguel said.
"Time to go." Another one said.
"Miguel shut up." Casey said."Hey listen, I need to speak with So-low."
"Get up and go." The biggest one ordered.
"All right." Casey said."But you don't know who you're kicking out."
Suddenly one of them kicked the stool out from under Casey. He dropped to the floor and hit it hard. The six bouncers started laughing. Miguel, with amazing speed and agility, jumped up, with all three of the beers, and smashed one of the bottles over the big guy's head. He stummbled backwards and fell to the ground, blood already seeping through a nasty gash. He stabbed another one in the chest with the broken bottle. He collapsed and exhaled his last breathe.
Casey got to his feet and clenched his fists.
"I'll handle this." Miguel said pushing Casey back.
Casey, dejectedly, moved back and sat on the bar to observe the fight.
The four remaining bouncers formed a circle around Miguel and all moved in at once. Miguel, in another display of amazing agility, swung another one of the beers at the closest bouncer. Then there were three. Miguel ran back behind the bar and whipped the broken bottle at another bouncer. It hit him in the face and caused him to stumble back and trip over the overturned barstool. Two remaining. Miguel climbed over the counter and smashed the beer bottle over the back of one of their heads. The bottle was completely splintered leaving small chunks of it embedded in the man's skull. The other turned ang began running away. Miguel grabbed a whiskey bottle and threw it. The bottle soared over the heads of a few club goers and hit the fleeing bouncer in the back of the knee. The bouncer collapsed. Miguel ran over to him and grabbed him by the collar. He nodded to Casey, telling him to follow, and then dragged the bouncer into the bathroom.
"Hold him down." Miguel said.
Casey pulled a pair of handcuffs out of pouch attached to his belt and cuffed the bouncer to a toilet pipe. Soft giggling came from inside of one of the stalls. Casey approached the stall and pulled it open. A woman sat on the toilet with a syringe in her hand. She was injecting some sort of drug, judging by the location Casey guessed it was morphine, into her arm.
"This is the men's room." Casey said yanking her from her concentration.
"No it isn't." The woman said."This is my house!"
Miguel sighed and unholstered his beautiful glock.
"Get out." He said.
The woman shoved the syringe into her purse and stalked from the bathroom muttering curse words the whole while.
"Nice display back there." Casey said."At the bar."
"I thought so too." Miguel said.
"So you train in martial arts?" Casey asked.
"Pfft. No." Miguel answered."That was mainly the adrenaline that kept me going."
"The throwing the bottle was a nice touch." Casey said.
"Really?" Miguel asked."I thought I may have been showing off a little."
"Shut the hell up!" The bouncer yelled.
Miguel looked down at him.
"Do you know where So-low's office is?" He asked.
"Yeah, but you need a key card to get in." Casey said.
"Give me your key card." Miguel said to the bouncer.
"Jacket pocket." The bouncer said.
Miguel reached into his pocket and pulled the key card out. He held it up to show Casey."Now, let's go have a chat with So-low.
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04-17-2008, 6:49 PM
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puredolemite
Joined on 03-28-2006
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Nothing like a good dose of heart pounding action after a dull day's work, wicked chapter, the fighting was written really well.
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04-17-2008, 7:22 PM
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Cre8ivemind2
Joined on 12-12-2007
Michigan
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Thank you very much. When can I expect the next chapter in your gripping saga.
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04-17-2008, 7:24 PM
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puredolemite
Joined on 03-28-2006
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Seeing as I don't have work tomorrow I'll probably finish it tonight.
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