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1.1.10 HALLOWEEN NIGHT 11:17 PM

Haddonfield, Illinois

Lou Martini watched the play on the bank of televisions behind the bar and erupted as his beloved White Sox took the lead. He pumped his fists into the air and in so doing, bumped into Brandi, one of his waitresses, who just so happened at that moment to be carrying a tray full of beer pitchers. Brandi stumbled, her tray tipped, and a flood of ice cold beer washed over the mocha colored thighs of Asia, the exotic dancer who sat in the lap of the man across the both from Mr. Martini.

“Oh God!” Asia giggled, looking down at her g-string, “My panties are so wet!”

“That's what I like to hear!” Bob Dodge,bellowed, raising his glass to give cheers to the Russian man across the booth, seated on the inside next to Lou Martini.

“Just take them off!” Misty, the exotic dancer who sat on the Russian man's lap yelled.

Bob handed Asia some napkins from the table and she proceeded to wipe down her thighs.

Asia's G-string was the only pair of clothing between the two ladies, and Asia's nipples were still a little white from letting Bob snort cocaine from them. The girls rarely wore clothes...ever. It was their thing. They just liked to be naked. That's why Lou had hired them.

Another one of Lou's girls, a hot little red head in only a corset and high heels was walking by, she, like Brandi, was also carrying around a tray. As she passed the booth, Bob slapped her on her bare ass. Tina turned around. “Mr. Mayor!” she laughed, “I almost dropped all this shit!” Everyone at the table chuckled.

“Hand me some of those cigars baby!” Bob said, motioning to the tray.

Beside a small tumbler of Vodka and a stainless steel pitcher of ginger-ale were a couple of cigars and some packs of matches. Tina carefully balanced the tray and pulled off two cigars and a book of matches and tossed them on the table.

Lou smiled at her. “How did you do that without putting the tray down?” He asked.

She winked at him, “Hey, I once was a legitimate waitress at the Applebees in Tuckerville.”

“I thought I stole you from the Hooters in Langdon,” he asked.

“I worked at Applebees first...then Hooters.” She replied, withdrawing a cigar cutter out from between her cleavage down down in her corset and handed it to Bob..it was covered in her body glitter.

“Thanks baby!” Bob smiled, taking the cigar cutter and picking up one of the cigars from the table. He handed it to the Russian and then cut one for himself and put it in his mouth.

“What brought you here from this Hooters.” The Russian asked, taking the cigar from Bob.

“Same thing that brought me from Applebees to Hooters,” she smiled, “Better tips.”

And with that Tina walked on to the other patrons.

“Wanna see where I can put that cigar?!” Asia called out. She was leaning back on Mayor Dodge with her legs up, peeling off her G-string. It hung up in one of her heels, but it came free with a little jerk. She tossed it backwards and in landed clumsily on Bob's head. He looked up at it and smiled...but he didn't move it.

“No babe,” he chuckled, “I think I wanna smoke mine.”

Asia pouted and looked over at the Russian, “What about you babe?”

Lou Martini leaned over, extending a lighter and put flame to the tip of the cigar in the Russian's mouth. He cut his eyes to Asia, the green Frankenstein monster paint on his face made him look more serious than he should. “These are Cubans babe! If you want to put one in your snatch, go get one of the cheap ones!”

They all broke into rousing laughter again.

Martini always threw a good Halloween party, but it being Friday, and it on the eve of one of the biggest business deals of his life, gave Lou the incentive to throw an even bigger bash this year. The place was packed with all of his best talent, including his lovely starlet Misty Dawn, the woman who sat on his lap now and just liked to be naked. Lou should probably have been worrying about what the Fred Colbourne, the Warren County Fire Department Chief would have to say about his current occupancy, but with his White Sox taking the lead, there was nothing now that could dampen his mood.

The same couldn't be said for the other men in the booth. Just as the Mayor of Haddonfield was draining his beer, a man in a black suit and red tie appeared at the end of the table. He had the heir of someone who didn't belong in a public gathering such as this...as well as someone who seemed to be in a hurry. Bob let out a burp when he saw him. The Russians eyes narrowed and he asked simply in his thick accent, “What are you doing here?”

Misty looked up at the eyes of the man she was sitting on and then looked over to Bob, then she smiled over to Asia, “Asia, come on back with me and let's get that paraffin. Let's show everyone the fire breathing skills we've have been working on.”

Asia giggled, obviously drunk. “Awww...do we have to?” She slurred.

The Russian shot Misty a look and she slid off his lap and took her co-worker by the hand. “Come on baby,” she said. Asia staggered up out of the booth, and Misty led her away.

The man in the black suit sat down next to Mayor Dodge, who gave a scoot to give him room.

“What are you doing here?” The Russian asked again.

“The shipment never arrived last night,” the man said simply.

Dodge's eyes went wide. He pulled the g-string from atop his head. “Whaaa?”

“Word on the street is that the driver got whacked in the bathroom stall of the Truck Stop out on 37. The cops grabbed the truck and nabbed the shipment.” The man said, cutting a glance at Tina's ass as she walked back by, still carrying her tray.

Dodge put a hand to his forehead wincing. The Russian's face remained ice cold.

“Word is the attack was brutal,” the man continued, looking up at the TV screens that were now on a commercial for the new hit reality TV show “Under The Surface”. “My people think it has to be Diablos' people.”

“No way!” Dodge waved with his hand. “All the Diablos are in prison...we saw to that.” The mayor nervously raised a hand to Tina, getting her attention, and pointing to his beer in the international sign that he wanted another one.

“It's the only thing that fits the brutality of the crime,” the man continued, checking Tina out again as she turned and headed for the bar. “They say he didn't steal the man's wallet or nothing...just beat his ass to death while he was on the toilet.”

Lou winced.

“Where is the shipment?” The Russian asked.

“Police impound.” The man replied.

“Have they---”

“I don't think they've opened it,” the man answered, “they need a warrant to break the seal.”

The Russian looked nervous, he wiped sweat from his brow. “It's only a matter of time before they do.”

“We're working on it.” The man nodded.

“Well, I'll need another front for the deposit,” Dodge said, “It's the end of the month and I got my people depending on this money.”

The man shook his head, “Vizzini says no more fronts.”

“But it's not my fault my driver got whacked while taking a shit!” Dodge exclaimed.

“Hey! Bobby!” Lou leaned over the booth again, laughing nervously, and then cut him a serious look. “Calm the fuck down okay.” He waved his hand across the bar and smiled. “People are enjoying themselves here....it's Halloween!”

Tina stepped up with the beer. The man in the black suit smiled at her as she passed it across him to Bob. “Are you enjoying yourself Tina?” Lou asked her.

“Hell yeah!” Tina said, not taking her eyes off the man in the black suit. He followed her ass again as she walked away.

“I just need a front to cover my people until we can squeeze another shipment in. You can bring in double, right Vladdy?”

The Russian frowned. “I can try to pull something up. Maybe the end of next week.”

The man in black shrugged. “I don't know what to tell you Mr. Mayor. Vizzini says no shipment, no pay.”

He stood up and straightened his tie. “I'll tell him what you have told me and we can see if he changes his mind. But we both know he doesn't change his mind often.”

With that, the man left. The Russian took a long swig of beer. Bob Dodge was still speechless, he looked frantically from the Russian back to Lou. Lou caught his wide-eyed stare out of the corner of his eye and took a sip of his beer.

“Don't look at me,” Lou said and turned back to the game on the bar's TVs.

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