A FEW NIGHTS LATER... at the Chinatown Plaza on Spring Mountain Road
Six men were sitting in the Plaza's conference room on the third floor. They were all leaders of different Triad sections in Chinatown. Each man possessed extreme wealth and power in Vegas not to mention the Triad Society they were in. Their struggle for power and to overcome each other was usually very apparent but recently they toned down on their aggression.
Now these men were willing to sit at a table and talk out their differences, but occasionally something would come up and require a war between them. Like the incident that united them at the table today. Everyone suspected Simon Yam of raiding everyone else's territory. His men destroyed many night clubs and strip clubs in the past few nights.
"This is fucked up!" Francis Ng screamed pounding the table.
"Hell yeah." Jordan said
Alex Fong rolled up his sleeve and said, "What the hell are we gonna do?"
Jordan replied, "Let me and my men handle it, I'll fuck them up."
"I don't think so." Ekin said. "This will be a lot harder than you think."
"Why?" Louis asked.
Francis looked at them and rolled his eyes, "Fuck, you think Simon's easy to handle. Fuckin' fool he was out in the triad world before you were even born!"
"What do you think?" Ekin asked Leon.
Leon shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care, he never bothers me.?" he said passively.
Alex shook his head, "But how are we so sure Simon sent his men? What if they went on their own?"
"Don't be such a fool!" Francis shouted. "Would your men attack any place without your consent?"
Alex thought about it, "Fuck yeah." He answered.
Right then the convention door opened. Simon Yam walked in with only one of his followers, Stephen Fung. The way he walked, he acted like he owned the place. He took his seat among the Triad leaders.
"So you finally show up?" Francis sneered.
"I was late because I needed to handle some... personal affairs, please except my apologies." Simon said with a genuine grin on his face.
"Its okay you're not the only one late." Leon replied with a welcoming grin. Simon nodded contently at him then turned to looked at everyone else.
Jordan started the complaints, "What was going on last night with your men? Why were they harassing people on my territory?" Jordan asked impatiently.
"I apologize for their behavior. They didn't know it was anyone's territory, Brother Jordan. Please let my men reconcile there mistakes." Simon said motioning Stephen to bring the other men in. Stephen did exactly what he was told. He brought the other men in and threw them against the conference table of the meeting.
"Forgive me! Forgive me!" the two men yelled in fright. Without hesitating Stephen pulled the trigger and painlessly took their lives away. They were both shot in the head. Extreme blood flooded out of their heads like an overflowing river. It was not blood red but more like a crimson color. The table top was immediately covered in a pool of blood which slowly dripped to the wooden floor making another pool of blood there.
Everyone was shocked. Nobody expected Simon to just kill his men like that. Francis, Alex, Jordan, Ekin, Louis, and Leon were all taken back. It wasn't their first time seeing a dead body nor was it their first time shooting someone but Simon's actions were too rash that all were speechless. Simon was usually a fiercer man and they all beleive it would take more than minor complaints to win him over against his men.
"Anything else on today's agenda?" he asked with a grin. Since they were all speechless Simon got up from his seat. "Okay then have a great day!" Simon said cheerfully as he walked out.
Moments after he left the room, Louis spoke, "That was fuckin cruel man!" he said shaking his head.
Francis got up and walked past the two bodies. "Someone should fuckin' clean this shit." He said looking at Jordan.
"Fuck, why you look at me when you say that?" Jordan asked insulted by the comment.
Francis put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. "Because you fuckin opened your rat trap and Simon killed them, asshole." He said and walked out of the room.
Leon looked at them and said, "Well I have a charity to attend to so I assume this meeting is over." He got up politely and left.
Alex looked at the pile of blood, "My territory wasn't touched so fuck this." He said as he left the conference room
Ekin, Jordan, and Louis sat there staring at each other for a while. Then Ekin shrugged and said, "Okay send someone to clean this mess up. I don't want to look at it anymore." Jordan laughed as he called his followers to come clean everything up.
Louis looked at Ekin, "Now what?" he asked.
"Now we go get something to eat because this is very tiring and making me hungry." Ekin said jokingly.
The two of them stared walking out of the room. Jordan hung up his phone and yelled, "Hey wait for me." They pretended to run away from him but soon waited for him and they all went to grab a bite to eat.
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Meanwhile...
Simon was sitting in his limousine with Stephen. He looked angry. "Make sure the Wong brothers pay for this!" he said clenching his teeth with anger.
He didn't really care about the two men he shot, he just didn't like the fact that he had to act polite and inferior to them. Shooting his followers was like admitting fault. He was furious. It was almost as if he ruined his reputation. But he had to do it because of his future plans.
"Yes." Stephen nodded. He knew better than to question Simon.
Simon's phone rang and he picked it up. "Yes." He answered with a hostile tone.
He listened to the other line and said, "If you don't finish this by tonight don't come home. And if you don't come home tonight you better kill yourself!" he said angrily and hung up the phone.
Stephen looked uneasily as he felt his phone ringing in his pocket. He didn't want to pick it up because he feared Simon would be upset and if Simon was upset there's no limit to what he could do. But Simon heard the vibration of the phone. "Answer your phone!" Simon commanded.
Stephen nodded and answered it. "Hello." He spoke softly.
The voice on the other end relieved him. "I'm with the boss now, I'll call you later." He said and hung up the phone.
Simon calmed down a bit and said, "You may go if you like. I'm only heading home."
Stephen nodded. The driver dropped Stephen off at Las Vegas Boulevard and continued taking Simon home.
Stephen got out of the limo and picked up his phone to call back the relieving voice. But before he knew it someone had come up from behind him and threw their hands over his eyes. The soft warm small fingers told him it was no other than his girlfriend, Joey Yung. "I know it's you Joey!" he said softly.
"This is no fun!" she pouted letting go of his eyes.
"Well if you didn't do this to me each time we met up then maybe I wouldn't always know it's you?" he said teasing her.
She pouted and playfully hit him. "Who dropped you off?" she asked staring into the distant at the vehicle that he just came out of.
"Just the boss." He said with a disappointing look.
Joey smiled and held onto his hands. She lifted them up and said, "Hey smile! You don't want to look so gloomy with me now do you!"
Stephen smiled. He knew he had to. He had done so much to be in her presence today, he just couldn't let it all go now. "Let's go." he said. "What do you want to do today?"
"Same thing." She responded. He stopped walking. He really resented some of these things he had to do with her but this was the only really time he had with her. He wanted these times to be memorable not the way they were.
Like usual they went to a casino but today they went to MGM casino. She noticed a roulette table she liked and held his hand to lead him there. Instantly she knew her bet and threw a couple thousand onto the table for red.
Stephen walked near the roulette table. Cautiously he rigged the technology which operated the spinning of the roulette so that Joey would win. They did it three times and her winning tripled. She jumped up and down excitedly but she saw the Gaming Commission and Casino Security running towards her.
She knew better than to stay behind. She quickly grabbed her winnings and ran out. Stephen followed instantly behind her. As Casino Security came closer Stephen shot his gun once into the air to start a commotion so that people would panic and run around to facilitate their escape.
After running out Joey hailed a taxi. She jumped into it taking off her wig and sunglasses to throw out the window. Stephen jumped into another taxi and followed her. He knew exactly where she was going she never had to wait for him because he always found her. She could only go one place with all that money.
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LATER...
Nic was outraged watching the video. "Who's the chick with reddish brown hair and sunglasses here!" he shouted.
Sam shook his head, "I don't know but it might be the same bitch that did New York a week ago. She has the same lips. Only difference is her hair." He said holding up the sketch from a few weeks ago next to the taping they got.
"Fuckin BITCH!" Nick screamed, "When I get my hands on you!" he shouted crumbling the picture, "I'm going to fuck you up!" He was so upset that she dared to rob them again.
Since she robbed MGM and New York already he decided to scatter people around Mandalay Bay and Bellagio. He was sure she would strike again and when she did he'd be ready for her.
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It was 3 a.m. Frankie and Marco were chasing a heroine dealer suspect south on eastern avenue. The suspect made a sharp right on Sahara Blvd and after driving for a mile made a quick left onto Maryland Parkway. Marco was driving, steadily holding the wheel. Frankie kept a close eye on the suspect. The suspect turned into Homestead Studios and got out of his car running crazily through the building.
Frankie and Marco got out and positioned their guns. They followed to check for the suspect but didn't know where he went. They walked slowly around to find him trying to not cause alarm to the renters. They finally reached a room where they saw shadows moving very suspiciously so they knocked on the door and withdrew there guns but kept it close so they could fire if the suspect tried to shoot them.
A young looking woman opened the door and stared at them, "Can I help you?" she asked somewhat irritated that they had bothered her at such a time of night.
From outside Frankie looked into her room examining it. Marco tried to catch her attention so she wouldn't notice but he failed. She screamed at Frankie, "What do you think you're doing?" she asked with an attitude.
Before they could respond, Frankie spotted a piece of the suspects shirt near the closet and shoved the door open without notifying the young woman so she lost her balance and fell over but luckily Marco caught her in time.
Marco watched Frankie run in holding tightly to the woman fearing she would get hurt. The woman looked at Marco sternly while she was in his arms. Then Marco realized she was giving him a nasty stare and let her go. She stood up straightening her clothes.
Frankie opened the closet and pointed the gun ready to shoot but nobody was there. It was just a similar cloth. "I saw somebody in here with you earlier, where is he now?" Frankie asked hastily.
She walked in and yelled, "Who the hell are you to barge into my room in the middle of the night?" she yelled pushing Frankie out of her room.
"Miss we're with the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department Organized Crime Bureau." Frankie said showing her his badge.
She looked at it and replied, "So! Does that badge give you a right to search my room without a warrant? I don't think so. Now get out!" she said shoving them again.
Marco shrugged and said, "I guess we should go."
Frankie seemed suspicious and swiftly opened the bathroom door that was closed to see the suspect climbing out of the bathroom window. He quickly tried to catch the guy and Marco ran out of the suite going around the room but by the time he got out there the suspect was gone.
Frankie was about to run out after him but took one look at the woman who was still standing there with her arms crossed. "You're under arrest." He said handcuffing her.
Marco came back. "The bastard got away!" he shouted angrily.
The woman was irritated, "Let me go this has nothing to do with me. I didn't even know the guy was in there!" she shouted.
Frankie refused to listen and took her into the police station. After a back round check they found out her name was Annie Man, she was born in Hong Kong and came here when she was five with her mother. She had no criminal backgrounds, misdemeanors, or felonies.
"So what do we do with her?" Marco asked.
Frankie slammed his hands on her file, "Shit we have nothing on her!" he shouted in frustration.
"I guess we're letting her go." Marco said. "No evidence, there's nothing we can do. She reported that she didn't know he was in there."
"But we saw the shadows. She was interacting with him! How could she not know he was in there!" Frankie shouted again.
Marco shrugged. "Beats me." He said. "I'll go release her." He said getting up to get his keys.
Frankie followed him. Marco released Annie and she laughed hysterically. "So mister police officer..." she said walking closer to Frankie. "No evidence I see." She said with a smirk.
Frankie looked sternly at her, "You better be careful because when I find evidence, you'll be in trouble."
"Oh I'm so scared." she said teasingly and turned to Marco. "You should be nicer like this friend of yours." She said patting Marco on the chest.
Marco blushed. Annie noticed and said, "He's my type of man, knows how to treat a woman." She said leaning in closer to Marco. Marco became flush red. Annie smiled triumphantly and walked away in a dancing motion.
Frankie looked at Marco. "You like her?" he asked.
Marco realized he was blushing. "Of course not. How could I like her I barely know her."
"You're blushing really red." Frankie teased. Marco covered his face in embarrassment.
Frankie put his arm on Marco shoulder. "Women like that are not the 'type' you want to date, trust me I know." Frankie.
Marco looked at him and shook his head as he walked away. "I'm not interested in her!" he persisted.
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