The Commission

[Alice The Necrofox]

"Hehe, guess you weren't paying attention back there. It's Shiro, by the way."
He turned the knob.
"Bah, nothing on the radio..."

[KittKat chunky~]

"i cant say i took much interest in what was going on... this business is between Spike and the Marino family.... i am Just Mr.Gambino's.... assosciate" he watched in silence as Shiro searched through the radio frequencies, looking around the office he admired the upholstery thinking about his own dingy apartment.... he had decided on what to do with some of that money Spike had given him....

[Armalite_]

The officer taking point at the back door gestured for his men to follow. He knocked twice. "Police! Open up or-" The cop's words were cut off by a large hole being blown through the door and almost immediately blowing a hole clean through the police officer. He fell back to the ground while his men drew their weapons. Spike waited behind the door, smoke billowing out the end of his shotgun as he listened. The fox nodded over to one of his men who was kneeling next to the door. He nodded back and pulled the pin on a grenade before tossing it through the large bullethole Spike had made. The police outside froze as they saw the explosive tumble out and land at the feet of their dead comrad. It went off, blowing the door off and sending shrapnel in all directions, severely wounding the majority of the police outside the door.

[Alice The Necrofox]

"So you work for that dirty old codger too, eh? Well, he is the one backing me. At least one of his family are. I just met him, with you."
A cheetah came in through the door.
"Beggin' yer pardun, sirs. They's been a huuuuge explosin over at the Gambino's house, sir."
"Thanks Charlie."
He looked at Kitt.
"Well, looks like we wait it out here..."

[KittKat chunky~]

"yeah.. i work for him, in a manner of speaking...."
He looked up only momentarily at the cheetah, before pulling out a rollup...
"well... i'm ready to wait..."
he blew a string of dark smoke from the corner of his mouth, watching SHiro closley...

[Alice The Necrofox]

Shiro pulls out one of his cuban cigars and lights it.
"Well, stay as long as you want. You want me to send one of my girls in while we wait?"

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt shrugged, taking another drag on the rollup... "do wah'dever ya want... " he smirked, pushing back his flatcap out of his eyes....

[Alice The Necrofox]

He smirked.
"I'll send Justine in... And leave you two alone..."
He left and closed the door.
"Justine! You got a customer, my office. Try not to make a mess. I am going to find out what the heck is going on."
A voluptuous feline nodded and went into the office.

(I am not playing her, so Kitt, have some fun)

[KittKat chunky~]

Justine walked into the office, hips swaying before closing the door slowly behind her. She looked over to Kitt who had stubbed out his rollup and was watching her with a raised eyebrow... The door of the office closed with a quiet ~click~ as she walked over to him...

"so.... why dont ya tell me, 'bout ya'self?"

Putting one finger to her lips he smiled devilishly... "I'm an imoral, illegal, immigrant... what more can i say?"

[Armalite_]

There was the sound of tires screeching. Soldiers and police fired in all directions. Spike was still inside the storage room. He got hold of a Thompson and took off into the kitchen. Chefs and party goes were in a state of panic and confusion. They kept low to the ground while bullets shattered windows and burst through the walls. Spike and Paul ran up and burst through the door guns blazing. At the same time, Spike was jumbling though his keys to find the set that belonged to his car. He kept his finger on the trigger and while he and Paul ran over to his car. He opened the door and Paul got in on the other side. "C'mon let's get the hell outta here!" The tires spun and threw up dirt as the car took off out of the gates, plowing through a road block, and down the road.

[Alice The Necrofox]

Shiro finished dialing the phone. Looks like he was gonna have to call in a favor... to save his boss, no less.
"Hey Lenny? Yeah it's me... yeah i need a favor... what? I was the one who got you into that police captain's chair... yeah... yeah... yeah, it's that guy you are chasing... shot someone?... ok, i'll send over some of my boys so that they can get caught... yeah... ok... yeah get you're boys off my boss's tail... yeah... yeah we are square... bye."
He hung up and looked over at Charlie.
"He's gonna be fine. I got a business to run. Make sure the cat in there gets home safely. Give him a farewell present. In cash, maybe... 100? 200? You know. The routine we pull on the rich guys."
"You got it boss."

[Armalite_]

"I think we lost them." Paul turned to look forward in the passenger seat. Spike put the car into fourth gear. "What were cops doing at the compound anyway? Do you know how screwed we are when they find all the weapons from the heist?" Paul wiped his face with his hand. "Yeah...So were do we go?" Spike looked at Paul. "...The only place I know is safe...Mom's house." Paul made a face but Spike didn't say anything. "I'll drop you off outside Marty's and you call Kitt, find out where he is." Paul nodded. "Okay, what about that Shiro guy and the stoat?" Spike waved his hand to stop Paul from speaking. "Ug-uh-er, no. Just call Kitt and we're picking him up. Don't worry about the stoat and Shiro. They're probably the reason the cops showed up. The guy showed up outta no where, claims to work for me, and leaves with my informant. No, we're picking up the cat and going to my mom's house to figure out this whole god-awful filthy mess."

[Alice The Necrofox]

Shiro went into the back room where the stoat was. He was sitting in a chair, good cop bad cop style.
"Hello, my friend. Awake now?"
The stoat nodded.
"Good...  now tell me what you were doing at the warehouse last night..."
"I was he-e-elping the b-b-boys unload the shipment... for Mr. Marino..."
"Ahh... now I know you are lying... that shipment wasn't for Mr. Marino, it was for Gambino..." smiling internally at the lie.
"Yeah, that was the guy... i never knew who it was i was working for, yesee, Mr. Gambino sent the boys down there to pick up the crates... from the dock..."
Shiro knew this guy was a cop.
"Really. Ok."
He walked around the counter and banged his right leg lightly. A second after he hit, the stoat howled in pain.
"YOU HIT MY BUSTED LEG!!"
"I'm sorry, that wasn't the right answer... you busted you're left leg underneath that board."
He growled.
"Now talk..."
He spilled...
He was the cop, he had them tail him, and he was responsible.
"Well, since you told me the truth, I will let Gambino decide if  you are to live."
The stoat was knocked out again.
"Call Mr. Gambino's Mom's. That is where he would be. Tell him Kitt is here, and that the stoat is a cop."
Charlie the ferret nodded, and left to make the call.

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt and Justine walked out of SHiro's office, the latter buttoning up her close fitting shirt and brushing back her long silken hair. Kitt closed the door behind them as he pulled back on his jacket, leaning against the doorframe he caught Justines eye and smirked...
"until next time my sweet"
Justine kissed him lightly across the cheek as she finished sweeping back her hair...
"until next time, my feline immigrant..."

[Armalite_]

Spike was standing outside Marty's Malt Shop. He leaned against the hood of his black Ford as he stood beneath the dim street light while Paul crossed the street over to the payphone to call Shiro's. Spike lit a cigarette and watched late night snackers leave the small diner in the late night before they wandered down the road. Spike watched and waited for Paul as he dialed Shiro's racket.

The phone began to ring.