WAR OF BAR

[Hunter thinking right after he said he has Badcoin. He is smiling and waiting for his prey but the only thing disturbing him is.]

"The sit-down.

–Is how they are going to persuade us right? Heart "….

Hunter asks H.Winslow with a sinister smile.

The look on his face caused Winslow's mind to travel back in time, shifting through memories in search of a smile— the very smile he had just witnessed. However, he was unable to find one.

Heart Winslow is one of Hunter's best and dearest friends. He has known him since they were kids. They were together with the neighborhood gang fights era and as bouncers for bars and lots of jobs they did were together and to be clear they were someone who will not harm you but you better watch yourself in front of them. That's how they got famous. Hunter was never known as a boy of Kingsley. In Fact, he was a hard worker and earner for the house since school. [He was thinking it all.]

"Hey heart, answer me…" Hunter's words made him come back to the present, out of his thoughts.

"Yes, and I don't feel that they are coming with the wrong heart to us. It's just that— they are not coming with a win-win situation either, you must choose wisely."

Say's Winslow

"So I have to do what I usually do. I will bluff my way out. Let them know Hunter will come for a talk, and in the meantime tell cash to make money, a lot of money, our G.O.D. is in a handicapped situation, and I will be in my room, don't come in a panic mode, I am writing something ok."

Say's Hunter.

"What are you writing? A suicide letter"

Funnily asks Winslow.

"How insensitive are you, and no….. for your kind information.... We are in a war but it is not enough to kill me." say's Hunter.

"I had a feeling that something bad would happen. So I was coming to check on ya – but luckily that feeling went away." say's Winslow.

Hunter ignores Heart and continues his way to his room.

Winslow screams.

"Whatever you are thinking you better let me know because, I am keeping my eye on you Maddox.. you better not think of anything stupid."

Hunter continues to walk to his room. He thinks how powerful they have become, the steps of the stairs going upwards reminded him of steps he had taken in his life to be a little bit at the top and when he reached the second floor. (The top)

He screamed in excitement revealing his plans

—"THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING. I WILL LET THOSE NEYWORK PEOPLE KNOW, A SOMETHING FROM INDIANABAY IS NOW GOING TO CONQUER THE WHOLE.... WHOLE WORLD INCLUDING AMERICANO. YOU HEAR THAT, HEART??? [he controls himself takes a deep breath and continues calmly]

This is what I am thinking, "Heart Love Winslow."

Winslow happily say's

"Likewise Hunter, Likewise."

Hunter, happy with the response, goes to complete his storybook that he was writing. Because now he is loving writing rather than thinking of emptiness in his brain and thoughts only of killing himself or someone. He opens the book and continues.

Hunter writing.

Let's see .....haa (..sigh). (excited Hunter).

. The

. Book

. Starts

. From

. Here...

"What will happen if I am right, what will I achieve from these whitee." Kingsley asked Knox and the mobs.

"You will get to live". Reply by Knox makes the mob laugh out loud, as they continued to laugh little did they know when they took a glance at Kingsley.

They saw him laughing too.

As they saw this, they tried to take a good look and they saw my dad, me, and Cash laughing together, they weren't that happy anymore, and slowly, slowly the laughs started to sound like teeth grinding in anger.

As of now, I guess Knox saw it too and answered seriously,

"You can take anything, which I own except my human relatives, you can take my horse, sheep, farm animals, or even my life."

After Knox completed the sentence the silence was enough to let passing air audible enough to talk with us. This was no more a contest of bar but a

WAR OF BAR, and this air became a lot heavy when a former known friend came to the battlefront

Mardon Philio.

Mardon comes first I can still remember. Knox had done everything out of the plan and it was hard for his mob members, some of the mobsters were not even serious as my dad and Knox, but Mardon Avun was different he worked as an undertaker, and if he had to dig a hole for someone you knew it won't be his first time

But he was a great man, Avuncular Mardon that's what I called him, well he comes and whispers to my Oldman (Kingsley)

"l am forced into

doing this Kingo

<that's how he used to speak.>

I have never forgotten what yo

have done for me and my oiko(family),

If you feel this is wrong of mio (me),

I will only accept the punishment o beheading.... mino (mine) –

because I will not go easy on yo.

I stand my ideals and thoughts firsto,

But yo is a good friend of mino

It's really hardo."

"I don't feel you are wrong but it doesn't mean you are right, being one with mob likes of whitee and his gang will only bring harm." Replied my Oldman I mean President Kingsley, but as he was going to complete his sentence Knox rubbed his nose in by saying.

"Enough talk Mardon write one lie in the paper and give it to Sporty,"

Avuncular Mardon was from somewhere out from americano and it didn't bother us, he was tall 6'11 maybe, and was fit, he lost and bowed to nobody, was respected by many, and gave respect to few, he was a clean shaved dangerous man to fight, he was silent and thoroughly made decisions which helped him most of the time, and he wasn't that bad because he used to give back to the society, the poor, the animals near us all were his friends, I never got to know what his senses and persona power were, but at this time I was scared for him, because my dad was ready to kill people just for his stupid union, which didn't did good any way. But he used to say... something which he said in this perfect time, a massive coincidence.

I am in love with writing.(full of adrenaline…)

While Mardon was done with writing his lie

—my father—[ he cuts and rewrites].

President Kingsley Tatum Maddox the owner and President of the C–SERVE union.

[ CITIZEN SERVANTS].

Said at the moment when Mardon avun completed his writing.

"If you can't do any good,

you shouldn't do any wrong.

Mardon always remember these words, because you don't have a silver plate like Knox, he can go back, but maybe you can't."

It was in a perfect moment and perfect time, these words were exclusively for Mardon, but it touched everyone,

except me I was busy with my lemons.

Well, Knox saw that he was losing his mob members, and he used some words to counter my dad's.... I mean, Mr.Kingsley's were.

"Focus guys we are in a battle don't get in his trashy talks, Mardon you have written your one lie now go and win the battle so that he can die,

WE ALL SHOULD KNOW WHO OUR ENEMY IS..... IT'S NOT C-SERVE OR ANYONE IN THE PUB, IT'S CAINESSE PEOPLE,

you remember right mardon, go get the victory." whispered in his ears.

I think he said this to Mardon, I don't remember correctly what he said or I couldn't hear it because of the crowd noise and he whispered, how the hell am I suppose to bear that, but Mardon suddenly became serious, and started to go near the table where my dad was sitting.

It was happening in the middle of the bar, one round table with two chairs with only one source of light coming through the bulb above them chairs, set up like some Russian roulette was going to be held. the background was dark brown but clean bar, we were the caretakers of the bar and we made it feel classy and clean so don't think of it like some shitty bar, IT WAS THE BEST IN THE WEST.

[ Hunter's room door opens and someone enter's, but busy in writing he doesn't even care.]

And I was working as a bouncer also, somewhat like we were the owners so we had to do everything there and we were fine, and we wouldn't care unless and until there is any property damage, breaking beer bottles you own is fine but if you broke bear glass you will pay fine, and same was the case with toilets, tables and many more.

We would let the culprit go if he puts a good comedy act in front of the crowd, that was just investment for the good business and punishment for the culprit a great idea by Danny cash as a matter of fact, this event of comedy act made our pub stand out and people used to come here and buy drinks hundred times more than the ones they used to broke. And we were printing cash, a lot of cash, thanks to Cashy.

Well let's focus to the story.

As soon as Mardon reached the table, my dad who was already sitting there saw the anger in Mardon's face and asked.

"Are you going to start?".

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"Nice, what are you doing HUNTER ?"

[Gun reloading sound]

"Are you ready to die?"

[ Hunter now realizes someone has already entered his room without him noticing and makes an angry face.]