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LJ Havok · (11-17-2013)

Friday morning-5:00 A.M.

LJ Havok is driving Chris Mancini's car down the road. Chris is sitting in the passenger seat looking tired.

Now please tell be why you had to wake me up so damn early.

Couldn't do this while people are moving around everywhere.

It's that illegal huh?

LJ nods at him while saying nothing and staying forward at the road. Chris nods in understanding and looks down at his coffee cupped in his hands. And then he looks back up quickly.

That's it..Fuck that. Let me out of this God Damn car, Lee!

It's not as bad as you are thinking..Look we are here.

He pulls into a small and quaint church parking lot and shuts off the headlights and then the car.

You have got to be FUCKING kidding me, Lee. A Pentecostal Church?!

No. Questions. Just wait here?

So now I have to sit in the car? Why?

You're big and clumsy..You'll probably break something.

Chris sits back in his seat appearing as if trying to sleep.

You cannot sleep you have to be alert. Be my look out.

Well fuck how do I get your attention?

Honk the horn. They will know you are my getaway driver, but at least then I will be able to get to you before they get to me.

I don't like your logic.

Trust me. I got this.

LJ Havok gets out of the car and pulls the hood on his jacket over his head. He walks directly up to the front door and opens it.

He did this with no hesitation because he had been watching the place for quite sometime and even got a feel for what type of people they were. They were bad people. LJ noticed important details like what room the offerings went too and what the preacher said they were for.. He said they were for a children's bible camp.. LJ Havok did his research the only possible money they would need is for gas. So where was the money going? The security system was non-existent and the cameras in the building were obviously for show..He could see the wires hanging.. Who did this clown think he was fooling? A inactive camera and a nifty little security sticker.. The money was going into his personal collection at the end of the month. A nice suit, a nice car, and his wife was ALWAYS wearing expensive jewelry. LJ knew he had to right a wrong like a modern day Robin Hood.

He crept down the long hallway passing the congregating area and past the eatery into a small corner room that said "Brother Thompson" on it. He attempt to open the door. LJ thinks to himself about what to do.

"Great the only fucking locked door in this place..And it's the one I need to get into....Fuck it."

LJ Havok kicks in the door..And there Brother Thomson an old man was getting his dick sucked by this young woman who was not his wife. The man jumps up pulling up his pants, and the girl scurries underneath the desk. This was an interesting turn of events. LJ wasn't even upset that they didn't circle the parking lot to check for cars. This was the best thing that could have happened.

You make this too easy, Brother Thompson.

And who the hell might you be?!

I CAN be your worst nightmare. Or I can even be someone who helps you right your wrongs.

I don't need you..Some piece of scum that broke into my church..Telling me how to live MY life.

Brother Thompson attempts to reach into his desk presumably for a phone or weapon.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.. Reaching for a weapon or a phone right? Keep in mind I'm a dangerous man. I can hurt you, and then I will expose you for the sack of shit you are..You and your little girlfriend.

She's my wife you little shit!

No. I went to church here a while back you old fuck. That is not your wife. Unless you want this exposed you go to your wife and ask for a divorce...and you give me all of the money for your little offering.

But...but it's for the kid's summer camp.

No it's not. I did my research. Now hand me the FUCKING money, old man!

The man reaches into that same drawer. LJ moved in closer to the man make sure there wasn't any funny business. He reaches for the gun and LJ smacks him in the back of the head.

Come on, Raymond. Stop fucking around! I have a funeral to get to.

LJ Havok pulls a knife out of his jacket and you can hear the girl whimpering under the desk. He puts the knife against the man jugular.

[white]Shut it, you harlot!.. Now give me the gun.

Brother Thompson hands him the gun uneasily, and LJ puts the gun in his pocket.

Now the money.

He hands LJ the box.. Then he goes to punch LJ, but he grabs the man's arm and rams his head into the desk. LJ walks of slowly and chuckling. And then he stops at the doorway.

Pleasure doing business with you..Change shit around here, or I will be back.

He continues to walk out of the building. He is laughing to himself about the turn of events all the way to the car. Once to the car, he gets in and Chris looks at him unexpectedly. LJ just starts the car slowly without saying a word. And then he drives the speed limit down the road. Chris is so confused he finally speaks up.

Shouldn't we be gassing the fuck outta this thing?

Don't worry of it. The situation has taken care of itself...The preacher was in there.

Oh shit! Then speed up!

He was getting sucked off by a woman other than his wife.

Oh..That's fucked up!

Had to happen to teach him a lesson.. and now we make a generous donation to the homeless shelter. Hand me an envelope out of the glove compartment.

Chris did just that. They parked moments later. LJ labeled the envelope "From: The Pentecostal Church of Christ". He licked the envelope, and stuck the money in there. He got out of the car and stuck the envelope under the door, and then he retreated to the car.

They were then off to Mississippi. As much as LJ did not want to go, he knew he had to for his uncle. He also knew he had very little time. He had to get back for Madness. Sebastian Duke would hold that over his head if he did not make it.

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