Just when you think your out , they pull you right back in. I was living large after leaving the mob , but today I wasn’t living so large. Today I was captured by Moriarto Vortary , the mobs godfather. He was one person who made sure to set the line on not to be fucked with. He had found me , he gave me two options , option one was to re-join the mob , option two get taken out. Normally this wouldn’t scare me , but there was seven of them. I was in a corner. So lie the reasonable thing I said I’d be happy to get back out there in the world. Moriarto said “your a smart boy , to only be 27 , but I personally could care less if your smart. Alright , this is what i need you to do , and you know you don’t have a choice so just keep ya fucking mouth shut. Okay now i need you to take this guy , Leo Vinca , to a party , but when ya get there , make sure to pull the fire alarm. That’s the signal for us to come out and light that mother fucker the hell up. Now his address is 5724 Maple Ave. on the west side of New York.” “New York?!?! Why the hell do i have to go that far away , can’t you just send him a card inviting him to this party?” I asked.”No you stupid sack of shit , that’s just too fucking low profile , he’ll know somethings up. And i told ya to keep ya fucking mouth shut. Now once ya get there call us , then we’ll rent warehouse number 8 , it’s the only empty one. Now get the fuck outta here before I blow you to kingdom come.” “Am i buying the plane ticket myself?” “Ya you got a problem Wit that , take it up with them.” I looked around. I knew if i made a single movement that they found wrong i was fucked. “Well they’ve convinced me that I’m buying my own fucking ticket.” Moriarto chuckled like he had just watched a cheap comedy. I walked outside and they were following me. I turned and asked” what the hell are you doing following me?” Moriarto’s right hand man said” boss said make sure you find the airport , so he sent us to make sure that you make it there without and problems.” “Okay then Drake , get in , it is your car right?” “No it’s Moriarto’s but I’ll drive , I’m clearly the best here.” We drove to the airport listening to solid gold oldies , not the good kind either , he had bad tastes , but he also had the gun so I kept my mouth shut. I bought my ticket and the stewardess looked at me like i was some kind of freak , seeing how i paid in cash i don’t blame her. I got to the west side of New York in an hour and a half , and I called a limo to be waiting. He looked like such a faggot , a pink and white suite , and a puffy bow-tie. He was holding a sign , they spelled my name wrong , but I for once didn’t care. “Hello are you Mr. Adcins” “Yeah , and you spelled it wrong , it’s spelled Adkins.” “Terribly sorry , where do you need to go hun?” “Don’t call me hun you fag , you do it again and you’ll be eating your fuckin’ teeth.” He got silent , his voice even sounded like a faggot’s.  We got in the limo , and he asked me where to  , and I gave him the address , we didn’t talk very much , only when we needed to. “I get out walk up tp the door , it was a big , almost mansion-like house ,  I rung the doorbell. There was a butler , about mid-fortys opened the door. “May I help you sire?” “I’m lookin’ for Leo I have a party invitation for him.” “Ah , is it Mr.Moriarto’s party , if so we’ve been expecting you.” “Uhh , yeah it is well go get him I’m kinda’ in a hurry.” “will do sire.” He pushed a small red button on the wall , and you heard a buzzing sound , and you heard a middle-aged man on the other end of the intercom.”What is it Robert , I’m busy!?” “Sire your guest has arrived.” “Who ? Wait ,wait Iremeber , Moriarto’s little messenger-boy.” “Yes sire , he’s in a hurry , he asked that you please hurry.” “I’m on my way.” There was another small buzzing sound and Robert turned around “He is on his way .” “About the time he said that a man started walking down the stairs. “Ah so your Ficaro?” “Yeah , let’s go , the lino’s waitin’.” “I want to take mine , get rid of your car.” I walked outside and told him I no longer needed him , he left in a haste , something about this place scared him , although he was a faggot. I didn’t think mucha bout it. “Get in.” I got in and he reached me a drink , and said”here , my treat , pre-party celebration.” We drove to the airport with him doing literally all of the talking , he was already drunk. He paid for the plane tickets , this time around I slept, only to be awoken by his booming slurred voice in my ear ten minutes into the flight. “DO YOU THINK WE’LL CRASH MAN , I THINK WE MIGHT CRASH!!” “No these things are made to fly , and your being a little loud.” “I DON’T GIVE A FUCK THEY , THEY CAN KISS MY ASS!” I just nodded the whole time. We finally landed and he was little sober , at least he wasn’t yelling. We called a cab. Leo got in and reached the driver 2 $100 bills. “Where do we need to go?” “Warehouse 8″ The cab driver took off without questioning. We arrived , and I said “I’ll be right in ,I have to piss.” There was expensive flashing lights all around. “Alright , I’m gonna’ go PARTY!!” He turned and walked toward the opening , that was when i pulled the fire alarm. Nothing happened , no gunshots , explosions , yelling , nothing. The alarm was blaring I looked around. and there was a big group of people standing in the doorway of the the warehouse. Leo and Moriarto were first in the line. “I told you I didn’t care if you were smart or not, Iknew that either way , you were fucked.” “What are you talkin about Moriarto?” “You know exactly what the fuck I’m talkin’ about. You ratted on Rebcca , now she pushin’ life, you know damn well that we don’t like rats , now, what’re ya’ gonna do?” I froze as they laughed. There was nothing I could do . There was no way out. I thought i was out , but they pulled me right back in. There was no coming out this time.