Shad0w_Frost
Senior Member
BlackJack, Slowly walking through a high class Gentleman's club, grinning at an attractive young girl in pigtails twirling around her chromed out stripper pole. He winked and tossed a large wad of cash at her feet and continued walking towards a secluded back room pool table area. Grabbing a pool Cue from a nearby wall rack, he approached the table where a man in a white sports jacket stood after just beating his last opponent.
"Evenin fella..., up for a game? How about a hundred bucks a ball?"
The man in the White Jacket nodded and replied, "Sure, why not... I got some time to waste"
The man kept looking around as if he were expecting someone, whilst Blackjack racked up the balls. With a slight of hand, a special 8-ball rolled out of BlackJack's sleeve and replaced the normal one.
"ya ready fella?" Blackjack says as he watches the Man staring at his watch.
"Yeah, sure" The man walked around the table, taking the first shot and knocking 3 balls in, he was pretty good, he continued to shoot a couple more times until it was Blackjack's turn.
Blackjack Grinned and took a shot knocking the 7-ball in and scratching. "Damn.." He said, still with a smirk on his face.
The Man in the white Jacket proceeded to clear the table... he starts to break a sweat, looking around and then eyeing Blackjack, who was staring at him grinning, He pointed at the 8-ball... "Go on... take the shot..."
Blackjack took a few steps back, away from the table.
The man resumed focus, leaning in and lining his cue up just right.
He pulled back and then... right as he struck the 8-ball... *BOOOM* it exploded! Blowing up the table and sending the man's pool cue splintering straight through his chest , killing him as he flew back hitting the nearby wall.
Blackjack simply chuckled and dragged the Man by the collar of his white coat out through the back door. All whilst a panic broke out inside the club...
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He tossed the dead man in the passenger seat of his black cadillac and flipped up his cell phone...
"Yeah...I got your guy. Now wheres mah money?"
After a moment he put his phone away and walked over to the nearby dumpster, pulling out a large suit case full of cash.
He grinned, walking back over to the dead man, touching him on the shoulder... "Wake up, Sunshine!"
The dead man began to twitch for a moment, until he rose his head up drooling... "Go on now! ...Git!"
The dead man then leaped out of the car and started charging madly down the alleyway towards Blackjack's employers, who were waiting in the distance and grabbed him...