"I don't know who's playin' games but whoever you are you're a dead man!" He then motioned for the others to fan out and begin to search the shop. "Co...e on out now! No body messes with the Blood Lords!" Dark laughter answered back, then a sinister voice broke forth from all around them."Torture, attempted murder, and kidnapping. Is there any crime you scum haven't committed?"One of the gang thugs began to panic from the strange voice. "Who's talking man, who's sayin' that!" Shut up!", yelled. So, Sergeant O’Toole did all the talking. He said, “Now don’t be givin’ us any trouble Shamus. We gotta arrest that boy, and that’s all there is to it.”O’Brien got up on his high horse. He didn’t give a shit about O’Doul and everybody knew it. But he was pushing his cred with the Sixth Ward crowd. So, he puffed up like Saint Patrick driving out the snakes. It played well to the throng of itinerant Irishmen, and it was a big crowd indeed.Everybody was angry back in those days. Work was hard to. You and I both need to know that you meant to do it. That is, if you decide to do it. And no, I won’t put on a blindfold. It is important for you to look me in the eyes and know you are taking my life. This is not a hypothetical situation, you can see the knife. There are no cameras running, there is no one around, except for me, you and your love. Oh, let me pull back the curtain and you can see her through the window. No, the only thing I’ve done to your love is steal something from her. I’ve. Incest was such a wonderful thing.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mrs. UmayyahAfter Pete left, I didn't go straight home. I headed for the mall. Trembling, I marched towards a store I had dismissed in the past as place for whorish American women. But I needed something special for tomorrow night. Carter, Kimmy's brother, was renting my body for the entire night. I couldn't just show up in my boring panties. That was good enough for Pete, but not for a stud like Carter.I took a deep breath, staring.