Fenrir's Fangs

James puts the half empty bottle of beer on the table and takes his revolver and a rag from his pocket and begins to clean the already shiny black weapon, this is the fourth time today he has polished it, after he finishes up he examines it closley and replaces it back into the holster, he lights another ciggarette and takes notice of how much Flynn has cheered up since he handed him the package.

James wonders when his next mission is going to be and what it will involve, Suddenly James finds himself thinking about the last time he was in nastyas, over a month ago when he had to execute a high ranking member of the OG who did not agree with something or other, He was snapped back to reality by a loud crash, the barkeep had dropped a glass and then he stated "God damnit, Now someone has gotta go get some more glasses from somewhere"

James went back to his beer and put out of mind all the people he had killed over the years.