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Heartache what heartache?

John William a man of few words a man with little emotion sitting alone in the park. His cold eyes scanning the scape around him as people pass him by. Johns mind drifting in and out of reality, so much so he gets lost from time to time not knowing what is real and not. One minute he sees ghosts from his past the next kids playing on the swings. John hearing his name called looked to his old friend and smiled "Hey man." he said softly before his eyes ventured back to the scene ahead. "Are you ready for tonight?" his buddy asked "Dude I'm always ready." he said as they stood and headed toward his friends car. "Who's all coming?" John asked "Oh Mikey, Don, And Chev. The normal brew." John nodded and he got into the car silently.

At a old house in the middle of town John and his buddy pulled up. Getting out of the car they entered the building. Making there way to the penthouse John and his friend entered the room "Johny, Vicky come in, eat some food drink some wine, enjoy your selves as we have business to discuss." A man called with a heavy Italian tone to his voice. "It is good to see you so happy Mr. Vereta." John said before helping himself to some food. He sat at the table next to his friend Vic and ate while listening to Tommy Vereta speak. "So friends tonight we hit 9th street and we hit them hard. Are marks will be centered in areas befitting us." he said as he told everyone where to go and gave everyone a person to kill. "Johny my son I give you the most important kill. Cel'o Calrona, This man is a hard man to kill so I leave his death in your hands, do me proud." Johny took the envelope and nodded to him "Thank you Mr. Vereta." He said before looking the file over as he ate. Finishing his food he left the table "Time is money my brothers. Lets shed a little blood." he said as he left the room. He headed to his room packing his weapons The silenced sniper, 46 magnum revolver, and his trusty hunting knife. He left his room and headed for his mark. John used public transportation namely a bus to his mark. Climbing to the top of a building he waited for his mark to show.