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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 30, 2012 13:13:47 GMT -5
Jimmy made his way into the backroom of the bar where the Priest did his business. Then he was told to wait by one the thugs. He sighed heavily and looked down at the floor.
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Post by Priest on Jan 30, 2012 19:31:18 GMT -5
After a few minutes of making Jimmy cool his heels out in the bar, finally one of Priest's boys came and gestured him toward the back room door. The boy knocked, then opened it, revealing what was once a store room and had since been turned into a miniature criminal hideout. In the center, seated on a cushy chair that had obviously seen better days, was George Priest. He was leaning over a table covered in papers, and he looked up as they entered.
"Ah, Mr. Connelly! Please, have a seat," he said with a broad smile as he waved to the rickety chair set across from him.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 30, 2012 19:37:59 GMT -5
Jimmy nodded to the other boy and then took the seat that was offered, "Thanks for having me. I know you're a busy guy."
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Post by Priest on Jan 30, 2012 19:45:38 GMT -5
"I always have time for my friends," Priest said with a smile. "And I do hope I can count you among my friends."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 30, 2012 19:55:50 GMT -5
"Definitely. I think me and you are going to have a great relationship," Jimmy said with a smile.
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Post by Priest on Jan 30, 2012 20:10:16 GMT -5
"That's what I like to hear," Priest grinned. "Now then, Mr. Connelly, tell me what you're good at. I have quite a few jobs in your neighborhood, and they require a variety of skills."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 30, 2012 21:20:19 GMT -5
"Well...I guess I'm good at making people feel at easy you could say," He said with a shrug, "I ain't much for talking though, but most of the Brooky's scare people and I get the opposite."
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Post by Priest on Jan 30, 2012 21:47:34 GMT -5
"Sometimes scaring isn't the way to get things done," Priest said. "But you could convince people that they need some extra money. And that I could provide them with it." He smiled dangerously.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 30, 2012 21:53:54 GMT -5
Jimmy nodded, "I think I would be good at that..."
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Post by Priest on Jan 30, 2012 21:59:15 GMT -5
"Excellent. I'm keeping Monday in Brooklyn until things settle down there, so go to him first if you need anything." Priest paused and sat back in his chair, lifting an eyebrow. "You don't have a weak stomach, do you, Connelly? Sometimes our work can be a bit...unsavory."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 30, 2012 23:08:04 GMT -5
"I definitely don't sit," he said.
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Post by Priest on Jan 31, 2012 9:01:36 GMT -5
Priest smiled, folding his arms over his chest. "Good. Now, do you have any questions, Mr. Connelly?"
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 31, 2012 16:10:36 GMT -5
"Questions...boy...I mean I have a load of 'em but I'm sure I can figure it out mostly on my own." He shrugged.
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Post by Priest on Jan 31, 2012 16:18:34 GMT -5
"Very well," Priest said, then spread his hands. "If there isn't anything else, I should get back to my work. And if you need anything, talk to Monday, he can help you."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Jan 31, 2012 16:38:07 GMT -5
Jimmy stood up and then paused, he turned back to him. "this is just getting money right? I don't rob people...I earn my money."
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