He'd recieved word that the Diamonds were not currently busy so after making sure Sam and her son were ok he left the house and made his way to his bike. He climbed on and revved the engine a little before speeding off towards the Diamond Dust. After a little bit he pulled up in front and parked his bike. He walked up to the big bouncer and nodded "I was told the Diamonds are available to meet with me so I'll be going in now" The bouncer simply nodded beore steppign aside and letting Caleb walk inside. He had no idea which Diamond would speak to him nor what they looked like so he figured the Diamonds would approach him
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*From her table against the wall, she saw the gunslinger enter the club.* Oh my. *The Diamonds were in demand these days, with most of the thugs in Miami lining up to make their acquaintance. Her brother was occupied with -other- business, so this one fell to her. Picking up her wineglass from the table, she strode over to where he was standing.* Can I help you?
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He glanced over at Danielle as she walked over and nodded as she spoke to him "Yeah, I'm looking for the Diamonds. I have business with them but unfortunatly I have no idea who they are or what they look like. 'd appreciate you pointing me in the right direction so I can avoid making an ass of myself and presenting the wrong impression"
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*She looked him over head to foot, sizing him up.* Well, what have you heard about the Diamonds? *She smiled, then took a sip of wine.* Must be something to bring you all the way to Miami.
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"Not much to tell you the truth but my former employer thought quite highly of them so I figure he eother knew them or knew their reputation. Either was he figured I'd fit in well with them so he sent me here. Unfortunatly they were busy so I could not seem them at first." He chuckles "that was when the new Cartel around here tried to recruit me by force which for them was the biggest mistake they ever made. No one forces me to do a damn thing"
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*Another drink of the wine, absorbing the man's words. Then, narrowed eyes and a subtle tightening of her mouth as he mentioned the other cartel.* Your boss, hm? Interesting. *He seemed to be a decent guy so far. No badmouthing, reacts badly to threats. yes, this was someone they might be able to work with.* Well, congratulations cowboy. You just met your first Diamond. I'm Danielle. My brother and I run Miami. *She was proud of her power, the prestige that went with it.* How did your little encounter with the other cartel end, pray tell? I'm hoping with death.
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He nodded "When I turned them down they tried to gun me down but they made another mistake which was attempting to draw guns with a quickdraw" He smirked "Let's just say the alley had a new coat of paint for a short time"
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*At this, she raised her brow. Quickdraw was a word not heard commonly around here, the change was refreshing.* Good for you, cowboy. Were you looking for a job?
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He thought a moment before answering "Well when I first arrived int he city yes I was interested in working for you, but recently I've become a vigilante of sorts. I have dispatched various people who felt they could get away with raping a child. Forgive me as this may be a rude comment but if you wish to run the local hore houses you really need to protect your investments more unless you want all your woman to run to elswhere"
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*At his comment, she brought herself up to her full 5'6", and poked one of her manicured nails in his chest. She growled her responses, this man needed to learn you do not fuck with a Diamond.* Listen to me, cowboy. -Our- girls are well taken care of. However, every two-dollar piece of street trash in Miami is -not- one of our girls. These scum you dispatched were probably trying to bang some farm girl fresh off the turnip truck who really wants to be a model, but doesn't have the brains or body to do the job. However, all girls have cooches, so there's always one way to pay the rent.
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He nodded "I see, so can I assume if I whack a few of these guys you won't really give two shits about it?" He leaned agains the wall "Oh yeah before I forget I have recently been spending my time torching drug locations I believe belong to the Cartel. One of the things I wanted to tell you is if I happen to torch one of yours it is unintentional as my focus is currently only the Cartel as they have pissed me off quite a bit"
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*Just as suddenly as she raged, she calmed.* If you kill those thugs, I wouldn't give a damn. But, *She paused to finish her wine, eyes never leaving those of the cowboy.* if you torch even -one- property that we own or harm -any- of our people, beware the wrath of the Diamonds. We guard our shit -very- closely, and nobody fucks with a Diamond. I don't care if it's George W Bullshit himself, he's going down. Comprende, cowboy?
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He nodded in agreement."Well I think I'll take my leave for now Miss Diamond" Then he turned, walked out of the Diamond Dust, climbed back on to his bike and revved it before taking off back towards his home for the time being.