You need to think about what to tell Uncle Tommy when you call him, so much depends on how you present the facts to him, but he may be help if you need it, and you could use some work, you know Tommy has mob connections, maybe he could get you a job as a driver. You order three hot dogs and a large soda, good stuff! You know what to tell Tommy now, you wipe your face with a paper napkin and you head outside, lighting up a smoke and thinking about how you will come out on top of this big bad world. As you stroll down the sidewalk a black limo pulls up to you with a squelch of brakes, a couple huge men you didn't notice come out of the shadows, one of them punches you in the kidney the other folds you painfully into the car and the two men squeeze you inside the back. The front part of the car is separated by bullet proof glass. Another big is driving the car, and is the passenger seat is that fucking kid! "Thought you could put one over on me, huh asshole?", The kids spits in rage, the burly men beside squeeze closer, covering you with rock hard thug till you can hardly breathe. They take your money away from you.
"Now we are going to play a little game called sail out the fucking window!", the kid laughs as the limo ramps up to seventy miles an hour, they pass a cop, who does not attempt to pull over the speeding limo, The kid flicks a remote control for your door and it opens, a arm thicker than your body shoves you out hard, you slam into a fire hydrant setting it off, and everything goes black