Askthepizzaguy Mafia [Concluded]

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Askthepizzaguy Mafia

Papa Gino's pizzeria. August 4th, 1983.



Night Two



Romanic got into his car and counted the money he had left. It was time to go home. He wondered whether winning money at Papa Gino's was worth it, considering the death toll so far, but lost his train of thought and started re-counting his money. Then he noticed that there was another vehicle at the far end of the parking lot. Everyone else had left.

Suddenly the lights of that vehicle turned on, and it slowly moved closer to Romanic's car. At this point, Romanic tossed his chips into his glove box and turned the ignition key, and pulled out of his parking space as fast as he could. He felt the other car slam into his, and his face bounced off of the steering wheel.

Romanic: Oh ... Time to buckle up...

Romanic pushed the pedal to the metal and his car exited the parking lot and went careening into midnight traffic. The vehicle behind him was in close pursuit. Romanic swerved his car in and out of traffic, trying to shake his pursuer. He looked around frantically for a police patrol car, but could not find any. He focused on formulating a plan which could save him....

Vincenzo: Where do you think you're going? Boss wants his payment. Don't make this harder than it has to be...

Romanic of course could not hear his attacker, but spotted a small alley up ahead and to the left. Without warning, Romanic cut his wheel sharply, and swerved across three lanes of traffic, over the solid yellow line, and across 4 lanes of oncoming traffic, without getting so much as a scratch. The oncoming traffic, however, was forced to brake and swerve sharply to avoid him, causing a multi-car accident. He could hear horns blaring, but continued down the alley.

Romanic: That was too close...

It seemed like the accident negated any possibility of his pursuer following him down the alley. He looked up ahead and saw a chain link fence blocking his path, and it looked like a dead end. But Romanic just went faster, and crashed right through the fence, busting up his windshield in the process. He continued down the alley, to the avenue up ahead. When he got there, he waited for traffic to give him space, and then turned right.

Vincenzo: You'll have to do better than that, my Italian friend.

Romanic spotted the Papa Gino's delivery vehicle waiting for him in the next alley over. The car roared into traffic and impacted Romanic's vehicle on the passenger side, knocking Romanic's car into the van driving on his left. Horns blared and traffic slowed, and Romanic sped off. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted two patrol cars parked at a Dunkin' Donuts and honked his horn repeatedly, but the police officers taking a break inside didn't even look up.

Vincenzo: Pull over, Romanic, I just want to talk to you.....

Vincenzo's delivery car slammed into the passenger rear tire, executing a perfect pit maneuver. Romanic's car twisted sharply to the right, and slammed through a street lamp and into a closed coffee shop. The front end was smashed up, and the engine ground to a halt.

Vincenzo: I just want my money. Get out of the car.

Vincenzo shouted at Romanic to exit his vehicle with the money. Slowly but surely, Romanic pulled himself from the twisted wreckage, carrying the case filled with his remaining cash.

Vincenzo: Hold it right there. Don't get cute, just slide it toward me, and then get down on the ground with your arms behind your head, face down.

Vincenzo counted up the money. There was only $87,015.25 in the case, far short of the $150,000 that Romanic owed Michael.

Vincenzo: Romanic, I'm disappointed in you. You know the boss don't like having to send me to collect. With the damage to my car, I'm going to have to charge you another 10 grand to replace it. And you don't have nearly enough money here.


Romanic: I'll win enough tomorrow, I swear!


Vincenzo: No, I don't think so. Nobody wins at Michael's tables. It's all rigged, didn't you know? We played you for a sucker. You needed to go take out a second mortgage or something... rob a bank, whatever. Now, it's time to collect.....

Vincenzo shot Romanic in the back, firing 20 rounds, until he was satisfied that Romanic would be dead in moments.

Vincenzo: I'll take the $87,015 as payment, and then we'll loot your place for what's left. Blackmail relatives. Whatever. But, since I'm in an especially generous mood.....

Vincenzo took the quarter from the case, and flipped it onto Romanic's dying body.

Vincenzo: Keep the change, ya filthy animal.

Slices remaining: (11/17)

ArpeggiateTHIS
Beskar
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Crazed Rabbit
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Diana Abnoba
Double A
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Pinman
Sasaki Kojiro
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Sleeping with the fishes: (6/17)

Jolt- Anthony "Tony" Valerio (MAFIA)
Secura- Professional gambler
Seon- Professional gambler
Skooma Addict- Professional gambler
Johnhughthom- Professional gambler
Romanic- Professional gambler

Day Three begins now. Round ends Wednesday, August 11th, at 1159 (noon) Eastern Time USA. This gives everyone approximately 47 hours to post and vote.