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The Fellow Gent

Chapter 3 Smack head magpie

Word Count: 2457    |    Released on: 01/05/2023

d to withdraw one thousand five hundred q

did you become

anting to avoid being another John Doe on the Leichendiener table, if your not sure what Leichendiener means, let me educate ya

w a fight, oh how I wish I had because it didn't go down how they thought it would, Instead I knocked the guy out in round two. Of course they come after me, when I put a few of their henchmen in hospital, they decided to kill my

I can Imagine you couldn't even go to

of got kidnapped then killed, I am

"That is sad mate,

me a fizzy bottle as a handout, so I save money there also when other homeless people come to take your sleeping spot, I can fight them off, it's funny tho

ave to be well disciplined. Listen if I give y

is one thing I have always

m his pocket, passing it to Liam, th

k as he says "Thank y

a little, next time I see you I hop

ghtly with a tear rolling down his w

ttle bits of cleaning, waiting for customers to come or go, a few tables still taken up by builders. Now you might be wondering or you won't be, but George isn't just a regular here, The Fellow Gents own this café

in muscular. He always wears stylish suits today he is wearing a white suit, brown shirt, Sassello tanned brown leather shoes, along with fur felt brown fe

king "All healthy Carve

"Tea please man, all hea

s saying "Yeah a

p in the air while saying "I will

e puts her hand up with a puzzled expression as she rushes past, George grins at her misunderstandings, b

is soon broken by Mr Carve

s yet on who ki

went to only landed me with a dead body, like I need th

ard Tomas Is dead, man is it true th

up, to leave on their way th

the kitchen, beside the flat top grill, getting ready for the late afternoon fo

of seen it, right through the peep

rtainty lives up to his name,

envelope out from the inside of

h their drinks, placing

ght be a sensitive subject,

n I have the privilege to share them out fitting the ability that is required,

oulder while saying "Yeah he was a great

shoulder once after walk

me know, I personally think Flames would be fitting, but as you know If you

rd rate, I will let you know wh

up to drink while t

ont of him an elderly Indian

r." Comes from t

each other with their filled shopping trolleys, in front of them that they are holding on to, as they are nattering but imagine being young with their amount of wisdom, personally I wish I had my wisdom when I was younger, I would of done a lot of shit different but that's hindsight for ya. Luke's eyes flicks to a younger lad, about fourteen years old sitting beside what would be presumed as his mother, but how does Luke know that? because he just heard him call her mum. I personally don't neither does Luke for that matter, or anyone I associate myself with judge someone by the way they look or the clothes they're wearing, because we come from

front of the bus but on his way, he stops off at the young lad, his mum looking out of the window, you can see their has been struggle

"Treat you

other, Like carries on walking to get off from the bus.

iver "Thank you sir

saying "You're wel

explains what happened to his mum, that i

to the bus he looks at the woman with her son s

ng at the woman, as he carries on walking throug

ne of coke, dressed In tattered clothes, dirty face also just dirty overall, most probably from sleeping in houses of squalor with squatters or others junkies. George keeping an eye on Jake as he sips his coffee, because he has had a

r hands on the table, if you steal from me I will brake

thick Scottish acce

orge "I'm sorry to hear abou

asking "Who said

n the table while responding

ny word on the grapevine

e he doesn't get caught with a punch that will turn his lights out, while his fingers

xpress his words

a mob out of town, he personally went out o

kes gurning jaw, coffee rocking, spilling out of the cup, shards of cup slowly exploding around his face, some shards cut deep into Jake's jaw, as he is flung backwards dropping George's phone about three inches off the table, George's hand cushioning his phone from hitting the table screen down

thin the kitchen "There best not

is getting taken out now, can you make me another c

r "You did get told what would happen if you tried to ste

after Mr Carver picks up his hat, pla

s "See you la

onds saying

out of the café, see if that was me or you that got smashed in the face with a mug, it would hurt like walking ove

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The Fellow Gent
The Fellow Gent
“Who do you call if you need a quick hit made? But don't want to get your hands dirty. This consortium of highly trained, self taught assassins. But when the last hit, successfully got their boss killed, what would you do? Being his right hand man for many years, now being trusted to teach his long lost estranged grandson with the assassins methods, along with making sure his bosses killer is dealt with, appropriately”