“Oh fuck off!” Four men in suits were eating a meal together when one cursed the others. This curse was followed by intense laughter.

one of the men had a white suit and red tie on. He had blond hair and striking blue eyes. The one who swore wore a grey suit and black tie. He was big and tall. He had hazel coloured hair and green eyes. The third wore a blue suit with a black tie and looked like a mercenary with white hair and rough skin.

The fourth man, a tall man with healthy white skin and brown hair, wore a black suit. His crimson tie perfectly fit his black suit.

He had brown eyes the same colour as his shoes.

“Well it’s true Georgie! She chased you out of the house for that one!” The man wearing the blue suit had a sly smile on his face as he joined in on the antics.

The grey suited man rolled his eyes in clearly faked anger.

“What about Jason! He’s also had his fair share of sleaziness!” The black suited man locked his eyes in the grey suited man after hearing his name.

”Hahaha! I know better than to mess with my woman! She’ll put up with just about anything but me being sleazy!” At Jason’s words the white suited man smiled. Jason’s cheery attitude didn’t quite reach his eyes, which looked cold and calculative.

“Well, if we want to talk sleaziness and Jason you have to hear the Las Vegas story.” Jason was quick to reply.

”Hey! What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas! Hasn't anyone told you that Shane?” Jason was desperate for Shane to quiet down.

”Oh? Mr faithful did something did he? Do tell!” The night continued with many laughs over fine wine and medium-rare steak.

Soon the sounds of laughter quieted down and the men locked eyes.

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”Now onto business. I heard things aren’t going well in The Grove. Anything you want to tell me Cain?” A dangerous glint appeared in Jason’s eyes as the blue suited man became serious.

Anyone who knew what the men were talking about could easily distinguish Jason as the leader. Business being started by him and all.

Even throughout the night each of the three men had been sucking up to him.

No amount of alcohol in the world could keep the men drunk at the words of Jason. Each of the men visibly sobered up. They carried themselves better and made sure to fix their slouched postures that was induced by the drinks.

”Well sir, you see… we were getting hassled by the police. They want an increase in pay. They say it’s unfair for the risk they take on and want to get more…” the silence at the table was palpable.

“Are you some kind of fuckin moron? If they want more pay em more! We need those men to operate! Killing em wont do us any good!” The white haired man responded with malice laced into his voice.

Jason glared at Cain, agreeing with his subordinate.

”I’ll make it happen sir.” Cain was just relieved that the spotlight was now away from him.

The men continued chatting for about an hour. Jason’s mood went from good to bad throughout the night.

Things weren’t too bad though. The group were at an extremely high quality restaurant. The food was great and the wine was greater.

“I’ll be back in going to use the washroom.” At Cains words the group looked at him.

Jason nodded and Cain went off. He scurried off fast, too fast.

‘I don’t like this.’ The men went back to chatting between themselves for about ten seconds before all hell broke lose.

A random Mexican Man walked towards the booth with his hand behind his back.

Jason looked at the man with suspicion. His relations with the cartels wasn’t great in lou of his group expanding into the drug business.

”look at that man coming here.” Jason spoke, getting his friends attention on the Mexican.

“Hola!” The man had a smile beaming in his face as he approached.

Jason put his hand on his piece which sat in his pant line.

When the man was only a handful of feet away he pulled what looked like a Uzi out from his back.

“Fuck!” Georgie yelled aloud before the Mexican unloaded his gun into the booth.

Jason quickly pulled out his gun and shot the man, but not before his two subordinates were dead and he was shot in the shoulder.

‘Fuck! What happened to the guard?’ Jason’s mind was racing.

”Ooooh…” Jason groaned from the pain radiating from his shoulder.

Jason placed his hand on his shoulder with a cloth and put pressure. His head was starting to hurt with the screaming of people.

Jason also had cuts on his stomach. The wine glasses exploded sending glass everywhere after being shot.

Cain quickly came back from “the washroom” and looked on with horror.

little did Jason know, Cain was horrified by Jason still being alive.

”You gonna finish the job?”Seeing Cains ghastly look Jason gave a suitable response. “Fuck you-“ Jason’s words were cut off by Cain who pulled his gun and shot Jason in the face.

just like that Jason had died.