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"Jesus Christ Johnny don't just stand there, shoot this piece of shit!"

I pulled out my magnum and fired a shot into this leg but he seemed un-phased by it. I fired another shot but missed. Before I could get another one out I saw him sink his teeth into Jackie's shoulder. When the prickles fuck pulled back he had a mouth full of skin in his mouth. What made this truly frightening was the simple fact that this ass fucker had the top part of his head bashed in so deep he was without eyes. How the fuck he was alive was but a mystery to me, well lat least at the time.

I fired three more shots and all hit but did nothing until I fired another shot and got him in the left ear. This knocked him dead and as soon as he hit the ground Jackie unloaded his un-silenced .45 into his body. Well that was a mistake for I knew now the fuzz would be at the million dollar sweet within a matter of minutes.

"Yo Jackie let's get the fuck outta here, unless you wanna fire at the FBI I suggest he make a move to the Mercedes as soon as fucking possible."

I remember Jackie looking at the corpse with this look of total confusion. "What the fucked? I mean seriously. What the fuck Johnny he bit me?"

"I really don't know, perhaps he was on angel dust or something."

"Fuck that Johnny, he should have been dead. I caved his entire head in. He should not have been able to get up and bite me!"

I ran over to Jackie and looked at his shoulder. It looked bad but we really had to get out of there. "you'll live, let's get back to the warehouse and we will call somebody. We'll get you Kappy to fix you up. He's a Jew, there the best doctors one can find. Let's go."

Well I had to hear Jackie bitch and moan the entire way to the warehouse when I remembered that I told that Irish goon Matt to meet us at the political piggies' house. I didn't carry a cell phone any more and neither did Jackie and besides, it was too late. If Matt got there and saw the PD he would have split already that yellow prick. It didn't matter anyhow. I never liked that bottom feeder.

As soon as we got to the warehouse Jackie vomited all over the floor and looked real pale, which is not natural for an Italian. I really started to worry bout him. I ran to the office and immediately picked up the phone and dialed Kappy's cell number.

"Who cares if you are In the middle of a fucking physical this is an emergency. I think that fuck had a disease or some shit…he's fucking looking mighty grim…if you are not here in fifteen minutes you can bet I will bury your kosher ass ok." And with that I hung up and ran to aid my brother. He took a turn for the worst. "You're a bad ass Jackie. God has a hard on for bad asses around here. You pull your own weight and god loves that. You help him extract the filth from the world. He is going be pretty pissed if his angel of death dies buddy. Don't you fucking die on me asshole!"

And again he vomited, this time all over his suit. He looked real pale and this was not good. I decided to look at his shoulder and a nearly vomited myself for I smelled an odor I could only describe now as the odor of decay. It was as if his body had already died and his mind was slipping. And then to make shit worse, to really put the turd in the punch bowl the fucking pigs in blue had to show up sirens blaring.

"Johnny and Jackie Imperioli, we know you are in there. This is the Boston police. Come out with your hands in the air and don't try anything funny. We got the entire building surrounded!"

I was not about to go to jail. I refused to go to jail. So what did I do? I did what any wise guy in my situation would do. I was going to war. I ran to the phone and dialed my father on the cordless while running around to the weapons storage and started to unload the munitions we had. AK-47's, rocket launchers, sniper rifles, shot guns, a mini gun and lots of guns as if we were ready to enter world war 3.

"Daddy it's Johnny…yeah things are fucked up…Jackie is dying and the cops are outside the warehouse. They got us surrounded…what do you mean what do I want you to do? Send some fucking reinforcements you senile bastard!...sorry I didn't mean to get angry with you…what do you mean handle this myself the entire fucking police department is outside…I am about to declare war on these pigs…fine."

He was not going to help me out that two timing old senile worthless daggle whop fucking piece of shit sorry excuse for a made wise guy two bit horse fucking piece of shit douche bag. Who the fuck did he think he was doing leaving us to fend for ourselves.

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