Americana

*8 months later*

"Boss, new shipment is here."

Ugh on my day off.

"Okay I'll be going down there, thank you Markus."

Well I got work then I gotta visit Jenny in the hospital.

"Hey boss."

"Yes?"

"Um. Well. The boys were talking about going out tonight. To this new bar."

"It's okay Jeremy. Go have fun I got this."

"Thanks boss!"

Another long day.

Better hurry and get that shipment.

*20 minutes later*

Damn, this box is heavy.

"Well hello there pretty girl."

As I turn a man with dark black hair is holding a gun to my head.

I swear I've seen him before. He has a scar on his lip.

"Who are you."

I roll my eyes as he begins to answer.

"The devil sweet heart."

He laughs like a sociopath.

"Follow me sweetie."

Shit.