War?

 

It was a cold night a slight breeze moved the trees branches and the dust outside of a big mansion. Inside sat the infamous crime lord Scarface. He sat there in an angry state he had something big on his mind. He was angered at LeftyTwoGunz he had found out some information about Lefty and ever since had wanted to do nothing other than kill the man and take his Empire with it. He hadn’t confronted Lefty about what he was feeling yet. He knew he had to soon and decided to pick up his phone and get it over with. Scarface grabbed the telephone that sat at the table beside him and dialed Lefty’s number.

After three rings a man answered the phone “Lefty?” Asked Scarface. The man on the other side of the phone answered with “Yes, now get to the point I’m busy”. Scarface took a deep breath then started. “This is Scarface and you have a problem I acquired some interesting information on you and that leaves you in a bad position you see I don’t mess around with people like you I will get you I don’t care what you say because actions speak louder than words and in this instance my gun is going to talk”. Scarface took another deep breath and started again. “I’m going to kill you and any of your thugs that try to stop me doing it and at the end of this your going to be dead and I’m going to be here so yes this means WAR!”.  He then slammed the phone down pulled out a cigar and started smoking it.

Stay Safe America