Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131109163454

In the penthouse, Marcone was informed of the pair of "hitmen" in his club.

"I don't have any contracts with anyone else."

"Well here they are sir." A screen showed Marcone the pair of fighters.

"I don't know who they are."

"They..." James was still swirling his drink. "...Are two dangers to your investments."

"Get rid of them," ordered Marcone.

"Yes sir," the security chief answered.

Downstairs, the guards escorting the deadly couple received orders from security. Affirmatives marked them pointing their concealed guns and drawing batons.

"The Boss wants you to leave," their leader informed.

"Well," Revan released himself from Kirina. "I guess you can make tha' mess now."