The television was blaring the images of the news report that was on everyone’s mind. Coppola sighed as he looked at the captions below. It kept saying that she was dead. Burnt. Aggravated, Coppola turned off the television and walked to the window behind his desk. His mind was thinking the entire time.
He knew what was going on. He knew why all of these events were happening. If worked out, the end result would be perfect. Everything was finally going to be alright. But, alas, for a perfect plan, a few risks had to be taken. Even more if it involved something like this. Releasing a great sigh, he picked up the phone and asked for Them.
Gargoyle looked at Youngling then relooked at the door. Giving him a sharp look, both men took out the mini hand cannons that they had behind their backs while checking to see if they still had their knives with them. With all of the crazy shit going down, one can never be too sure. Stationing Youngling behind a wall, Gargoyle took the safety off of the gun and unlocked the door. The moment the lock was sounded, it was replaced with the piercing screech of a gun being load off and a hole being made through the door. Youngling tried not to scream as he saw his brother being thrown on to the ground and a figure in black rushing into the area.
Unlocking his gun, he began to fire at the figure. Every time he fired, the bullets did nothing. The figure was wearing a suit made out of bullet proof material. The figure taking it’s gun tried to shoot Youngling, but was not able to get him due to Youngling using everything as a shield. Looking around, he found a few items that he could use.
Grabbing a metal deep dish pan, he chucked it at The figure. For a few moments, The figure was in a daze as Youngling charged at it and was able to knock the gun out of it’s hand. Trying to punch him in the face, The figure took out a knife and tried to stab Youngling at any and all visible places. With no luck except for scratching and cutting deep into his arms, Youngling was able to throw The figure away.
Looking at the weapons he found during the fight and at Gargoyle, he grabbed the items and made something of a bomb out of them. Apologizing in his mind to Palma and Kingly, he found one that had some form of liquor inside of it, threw a rag into the bottle with some hanging out, and then took out a match.
Once outside with his brother and The figure charging after them, the rag was lit and the homemade bomb was launched.
Two cars were speeding along the road. The first one contained Casper and Victor. The other one was Palma and Kingly. The orders they got were simple enough: All members of the Family are to meet at Don J. Coppola’s house. No exceptions.
Casper and Victor were trying to make some form of logic out of the entire situation.
“What has Soren said?” Casper asked, trying to not go over the speed limit but failing epically.
“As far as he knows, this is all news to him. He has alerted the Andres already. They should be coming over to Coppola’s house any moment now.” Victor took a swig of water he found in the car, trying to calm himself down.
“And Ryan?”
“Ryan is already at Coppola’s with Mansell.”
“Oh, dear God: Coppola is getting the Juggalos?”
“No, but Mansell is one of the heads and as such will be requested. Should the Juggalos be ordered in on this, just shut the fuck up and deal with it. The last thing we need is a complete fight breaking out in the war room.”
With that, they were both silent.
In Palma’s car, however, they tried to drown everything out with blaring dance music through out the stereo systems. That is the thing about music: it can be useful for making one feel better. The entire time, they had a feeling that Caponae was not yet dead. Someone like her does not die that simply. It is impossible. Besides, if something did happen, they would have known about it before the press did. So, something was beyond off.
Looking at Kingly driving, Palma tried to put together all of the pieces of his mind. Like with most people, this was something that he nor anyone else was expecting or wanting.
Taking out a cell phone, Youngling sent a text to all members of The Reservoir. As he was alerting them all, Gargoyle was unconscious and they were hiding in a trash bin besides a restaurant. It is unknown if The figure was killed in the explosion. Sending a text to Palma and Kingly, he apologized for the destruction of their apartment.
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