(Mafia Verse) Revenge So Sweet!

Adam flipped him off. "Fuck off, farm boy and lets get this job done already. If you can't get this done, I dunno how you'll handle the international money trade..." He muttered and pulled Jay out towards their Cadilac Escalade with tinted windows.

Jay followed Adam to their car, not even looking back at Carter.

Carter followed them out to the car, "Where are we meeting these guys?" he asked, angrily.

"You're knew. You're just a blue collar criminal along for the ride." Adam snickered.

Carter spat at him, "Go to hell."

"Been there, done that." Adam smirked, winking at Jay as they got in the Escalade, Adam slipping in the driver's seat and starting the SUV.

Carter shook his head, "Lets just hurry up. The sooner we get there the sooner I don't have to work for you guys anymore."

Adam shook his head. "Once you're in, your in cowboy. You choose this life, you never get out. getting out only happens one every decade." He smirked.

Jay grinned at Adam "We should hurry this up Addy so we can go spend some alone time."

Adam smirked at that and floored the gas. They reached the place where they would make the drop. It was almost pitch black, the only light was their headlights. Adam put his gun in his inner coat pocket as he go outta the car. He looked at Jay. "Let's do this babe."

Jay nodded and pull his gun in his small holstir "Ok Addy."

Adam led them into the building. "They said it would be under the floor board..." He trailed off, pressing on the floor boards of the old building with his foot, smiling when he found the right one. He ripped it open, seeing all 5 suitcases. He opened one to make sure it was all there. He smiled and turned to Jay. "Let's take the shit and get outta here. We have rivals in Jersey.."

Jay nodded as he quickly helped Adam load the cases into the car before getting in again.

Adam cursed when he saw a bunch men with guns start shooting at the car, which was thankfully bulletproof. He turned to Carter. "Don't sit there! Open the window and shoot!"

Jay rolled down his window slightly and took a shot nailing one right in the chest.

Carter growled, grabbing a gun and climbing out of the sunroof on the car. He held on for dear life as he fired his Baretta .9 mm. He was good with a gun when he needed to be, thank god for having been trained as a Marine.

When they were all dead, Adam sped down the highway, hoping none were left that would follow them in a car. He let out a breath when no one was following them, but didn't slow down his speed.

"You ok Addy?" Jay asked worriedly "You didn't get hit right?"

Carter smirked, climbing back inot the car. "Man...I gotta come with you more often..."

Adam smirked cockily. "I knew the action would make you warm up to us eventually..." He said. "And I'm okay, Jay. You good?" He asked.

Jay nodded "I'm ok Addy." he answered softly.

Carter smirked, before wincing, noticing the blood stain in his side. "Fuck." he growled, "Better hurry boyos. I got shot."

Adam cursed. "Great... dumbass." He muttered and quickly drove them back to the warehouse where their personal doctor would fix Carter up.

Phil was sitting waiting for them to come back.
Jay opened the door so Adam could help Carter.

Carter pushed Adam away, "I can get in there on my own. It's not the first time I've been shot..."