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Description
COLD TOWN:
DEAD MEN CAN TELL TALES

EPILOGUE…
Like Ashe in the Devil’s Seven, the Broken Hearts has their own arsonist; Lenny Java’s favorite stripper, Inferna.  She was the last to leave the Java House, assuming that the owner and operator and his scum were conducting business elsewhere.  Striking a single match, she set the alcohol and gasoline soaked bar ablaze.  She laughed a bit as she backed away, but her expression turned grim at the sudden sight of her dark counterpart in the Seven.  Java and the remainder of the gang appeared behind Ashe.  Lenny’s face was crimson red as he back-fisted Inferna to the ground.  As Hoax and Leach gleefully trampled her to death, Java trembled uncontrollably at the sight of his nightspot burning to the ground.  He tried to yell, he tried to swear, and he even tried to weep.  However, the strain on his already unhealthy heart was too much.  The others watched silently as he gripped his chest and collapsed to the ground.  Ironically, the man who so many had hoped and dreamed day and night to eliminate ended up signing his own death warrant due to a combination of high blood pressure and unclean living.
“Take his fat-ass to the docks and dump him,” said Bobby T., the man who was awarded the honor of being Java’s successor several years ago.  “Then tomorrow, we regroup.  Blood’s gonna run through the streets, beginning with that of Bella and her little pack of bitches!”

Meanwhile, inside the Aphrodite Arms, Cherry and the Broken Hearts had a variety of weaponry ready for an all-out war.
“Tonight, we delivered out first blow,” said Bella.  “But it won’t be long before we end this.  The call themselves the Devil’s Seven.  Well, it’s time to send them back to Hell!”  Her ladies replied with a shout of loyalty and vengeance; an overwhelming cry of battle.

And these were the events that kicked off the Great Mob War of 2055.

Description
COLD TOWN:
DEAD MEN CAN TELL TALES

EPILOGUE…
Like Ashe in the Devil’s Seven, the Broken Hearts has their own arsonist; Lenny Java’s favorite stripper, Inferna.  She was the last to leave the Java House, assuming that the owner and operator and his scum were conducting business elsewhere.  Striking a single match, she set the alcohol and gasoline soaked bar ablaze.  She laughed a bit as she backed away, but her expression turned grim at the sudden sight of her dark counterpart in the Seven.  Java and the remainder of the gang appeared behind Ashe.  Lenny’s face was crimson red as he back-fisted Inferna to the ground.  As Hoax and Leach gleefully trampled her to death, Java trembled uncontrollably at the sight of his nightspot burning to the ground.  He tried to yell, he tried to swear, and he even tried to weep.  However, the strain on his already unhealthy heart was too much.  The others watched silently as he gripped his chest and collapsed to the ground.  Ironically, the man who so many had hoped and dreamed day and night to eliminate ended up signing his own death warrant due to a combination of high blood pressure and unclean living.
“Take his fat-ass to the docks and dump him,” said Bobby T., the man who was awarded the honor of being Java’s successor several years ago.  “Then tomorrow, we regroup.  Blood’s gonna run through the streets, beginning with that of Bella and her little pack of bitches!”

Meanwhile, inside the Aphrodite Arms, Cherry and the Broken Hearts had a variety of weaponry ready for an all-out war.
“Tonight, we delivered out first blow,” said Bella.  “But it won’t be long before we end this.  The call themselves the Devil’s Seven.  Well, it’s time to send them back to Hell!”  Her ladies replied with a shout of loyalty and vengeance; an overwhelming cry of battle.

And these were the events that kicked off the Great Mob War of 2055.