After his last assignment he wasn’t going to continue to be hired for murder, but he needed the money. Besides, killing someone took a lot of his frustrations away.
He met Tommy in high school, never like him. A smug son of a bitch with his nose in the air thinking he knew everything. It’s not a surprise he landed on someone’s hit list.
Jimbo showed up at Busties while the bachelor party was going strong. Tommy was surrounded by his buddies, throwing money to the dancers on stage. Jimbo went over and offered his congratulations.
An hour later Jimbo order whatever Tommy was having and brought it to him. He gave Tommy money, and told him to go get a private dance. Tommy took the glass and Jimbo watched him step to a back room.
The orange juice in the Fuzzy naval made it easy to hide the pills in. With a strong dose of Alprazolam, the poor bastard won’t know what hit him. Jimbo wished he could be there when Rhonda reads the suicide note.
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