Thread: Her Downfall (Szymanski/Kiari03)

Frankie, where you been? Tommy's been calling you for the last half hour. How many times have I told you to answer your god damn phone! I was driving. Yeah, well when you see that we're trying to phone -- how many times did you try? -- Six? Six times, then stop the fucking car, and pick up the damn phone. We've got important shit going down. I couldn't stop, I was on the highway. You've always got a damn answer for everything, don't you kid? I swear, if you weren't so reliable then you'd be on your backside in two seconds flat. Enough of the excuses, next time you see us phoning, you pick up. I don't give a shit if you're going fast, we're phoning for a reason. Yes, boss. What ever you say. Alright. Well now you're here, we can get started. Tommy here has a plan, a good one at that. Makes me wonder why I didn't come up with it. He tells me the Trapattoni-Simone alliance has hit a snag the last few days, and tensions are pretty high. This gives us a bit of an opportunity to gain some ground from under their noses. So Bobby Trapattoni has a daughter, alright? Well what we do, is grab her -- and make the Trapattoni's believe that the Simone's are to blame. How do we do that? By stealing one of their cars and snatching her when her back's turned. Or when you've hit her over the head, I don't care how you do it, just get her back here without anyone realising that it's us that's done it instead of them. But then what? So we grab her, fine. We make sure that the Trapattoni's see the Simone's car. I hide her somewhere, then wait for the fireworks to start. All the Simone's have to do is tell the Trapattoni's that it wasn't them, and then we're the ones in shit creak. Don't you worry about that. Just sit tight, make sure she doesn't escape and Tommy here will do the rest. Frankie nodded, and left the room without any further questions. He knew not to disagree, even if sometimes he believed that what he was doing could happen a little more efficiently. Stealing the Simone's car was a simple job, of course he had to take it without them actually realising that it was missing. The goons that were in their apartment were fast asleep, or so Frankie believed anyway, so as long as he got this over and done with in a couple of hours, he was fine. Frankie stood at six foot exactly, short hair that was usually fashioned in to a standing fringe with gel. Although looking young, he was actually closer to thirty years of age than anything else, something which surprised a few people. Kidnapping the girl was a whole different story. He had a tip off on where she would be, and struck. It was another defeat for the Trapattoni's, as one of their men was killed in the skirmish, but Frankie was smart in allowing two to remain alive to witness the abduction in action. A hood over his head prevented any recognition that it was Frankie Dupraz, soldier for Vinnie Bernardino. The young woman was knocked out with one hard smack to the head, and thrown in to the trunk of the borrowed vehicle. The paintwork received a few gunshot marks to the rear, but other than that, he made it out in one piece. Something which he did not expect was for there to be so many armed men near her as she sat eating in the quiet restaurant. Sure, she was the boss' daughter, but she had so much protection you would think she was the boss! Driving away, turning corners in order to shake off anyone that attempted to give chase, Frankie reached the apartment building where she would spend a long while hidden. When he opened the metal flap on the back of the vehicle, he was relieved to find she was still unconscious, allowing him to take her upstairs to the top floor without a fight. The building was on the rich part of the district, although Frankie's place was in need of refurnishing, having just moved in two weeks before. Tommy was waiting for him, and had taken the car to return to the Simone family. Hey, wake up. His palm slapped her face gently, beckoning the girl to return to the world. She was on the couch, and for now, Frankie had used a roll of silver duct tape to bind her hands behind her back, ankles together, and a long rectangular piece on her plush lips. Pulling the tape halfway off her mouth, he braced himself for a barrage of insults.