don’t trust the mob

just a little taste of what im working on
don’t trust the mob

Showers of glass crashed into the pavement as a bloodied mass hit’s the ground after it. Not long after a another mass landed on the first, but this one stirred got to his feet brushed of and walked down the street. As he walked away he laughed out loud” last time I borrow money from the mob.” he rounded the corner and walked into the park, not noticing the white car park on the opposite side of the street and the three men getting out equipped with brass knuckles and baseball bats.