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Name: Unknown
Age: Unknown, estimated late thirties to mid fifties
Gender: Male
Nationality: Unknown
Alias: Spades
Background: Came to the attention of our agency in late 2020 after robbing a bank in Washington DC. Back tracking through criminal records from international agencies we believe this man is responsible for numerous bank robberies in numerous countries. Thanks to one of our officers Confidential Informants there was a ‘Spades’ working for the Gonjeti crime family in the 90’s. Whether or not this is our man is yet to be determined, but it is a lead that we will be pursuing.
He appears to be an expert with firearms and explosives. He is rather crass in nature and foul mouthed. Definite psychological issues.


Name: Liam Macgregor
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Nationality: American
Alias: Clubs
Backgrounds: Born in Detroit into an Irish family that had recently immigrated into the country. He grew up working an honest job, and at the age of 19 attempted to join the US military. He did not make the cut and spent the next couple of years working in his father’s business before joining a PMC with ‘interests’ in Africa. To put it bluntly the PMC installed a dictator and was backing him in a rather profitable arrangement.
According to our sources this is where he met Spades and joined him. According to our resources he was about 22 years of age when they met.

Name: Ivan Nicholson
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian
Alias: Heart
Background: Born…somewhere in Russia, our network can’t seem to find the exact location. He was involved in several criminal organizations. He moved to the US at the age of 21 and got involved with Spades during a bank robbery. From what information we have Spades and Clubs walked into the bank after Ivan had started the robbery. Spades and Clubs went through the robbery with him, and he knew he couldn’t try anything. Evidently he impressed Spades, since he didn’t end up a body in the river. He’s been connected with Spades and crew since then.

Name: Unknown
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Nationality: Unknown
Alias: Diamond
Background: We don’t know shit about this guy. All we do know is he works with Spades and his crew. Find some intel NOW!



Chapter 1 part 1

Spades walked into the mid-sized, overtly decorated bank behind his two masked compatriots and yelled “Everyone get on the ground and toss your phones into the middle of the room. If you pull out a weapon or shout for help I will shoot you. If you stand up I will shoot you. And tellers if you press one of those alarm buttons I will shoot you.”
One of his friends grabbed one of the tellers and started for the vault as Spades leaned against the tellers counter. He looked around, keeping an eye out for anyone trying anything. He glanced at the teller still behind the counter and calmly asked “So…how is your day going?”
She stared at him, not saying anything. Spades shrugged and looked out the glass door of the bank at the cars driving down  the street and said “I mean, I guess I ruined it, but trust me I don’t want to kill you, I just want the bank’s money. So the only reason I’d shoot you is if you tried for a gun or to set an alarm off on purpose. I mean I understand honest mistakes.”
The teller stared at him and then nodded “I won’t try anything, okay?”
Spades nodded and looked over his shoulder at the hallway leading to the vault. His man was nowhere to be seen, but that was to be expected, he was getting the money after all. Spades shrugged again and turned to see the security guard pointing her pistol at him. He sighed and looked at her before saying “Come on sweetie, you don’t want to do that.”
The guard stuttered out “p-put the g-g-gun down!”
“Sweetie, that isn’t going to happen, so I suggest you just put the weapon on the ground and I won’t have to shoot you between those pretty eyes.” He said, lifting his rifle and aiming it at her.
She started tell him to put the gun down again and he pulled the trigger, causing several of the hostages to scream as her body fell to the ground. “Dumb bitch. Okay, that a good example for the rest of you? You do what I tell you to do!” Spade said.
Finally the man he sent to the vault came back and looked the body “What the fuck happened? Nobody was supposed to get shot!”
Spades looked at the man and said “And you were supposed to take care of the security guard BEFORE you went to the vault! Next time you stick to the fucking PLAN!”
“Whatever, let’s get out of here!” the man said, and started for the back door.
Spades followed his two accomplices through the back hallway and out the back door. The two of them tossed their gear and the loot in the back and started to get in when Spades said “Uh-uh boys, step out of the van, hands up.”
The two of them did as they were told, looking at Spades like he was crazy. “Come on man, what’s this about?”
“Business, just business.” Spades said, shooting the two men before closing the van’s back doors.
He walked to the drivers seat and got in, driving several blocks away before stopping in a parking complex and moving the loot into his muscle car. He smiled as he drove out of the parking complex and called Clubs “Yo, got the money. Didn’t even need you guys, and the schmucks I hired, taken care of.”
Clubs sighed over the phone and said “Let me guess, the cops will find their bodies in the back of the bank.”
“yep. Gotta go, see you at the bar Clubs.”

They had pulled the job off perfectly and Spades was smiling in the back of the van as they parked and Diamond popped the rear door open. Hearts walked up to the back and caught the bag Spades tossed to him before walking towards the car they had left here. Spades tossed another bag to Clubs and started for the door.
He stopped short as Clubs pulled a gun on him and shook his head. "Sorry Spades, but they're threatening my family. I got no choice."
Spades looked at him and said "So you're going to kill me! You could have talked to me and I would have gotten it sorted!"
Clubs shook his head again "They know where my kid goes to school Spades, they know where my wife works. I don't put a hole in you here then my family is dead."
Spades closed his eyes and sighed. "Okay." Spades tossed the last bag out of the door and "Do it Judas, after everything I did for you. I made you a rich man, and now you turn into another Brutus."
Clubs said "It's not like that Spades, but for what it's worth I always admired how well you planned these things. The criminal underworld is going to miss one of it's greatest artists." And with that he fired two shots into Spades chest.

two days later

Spades sat up and looked at the old woman that had found him lying on the floor of that van bleeding and wondered why she had helped him. In these parts if someone is wearing a bullet proof vest with an automatic rifle you left them for dead. But not this lady, and he couldn't help but wonder why.
She spoke without even looking at him "My son died like that. The police said that his gang turned on him over some kind of deal."
Spades stood up and walked over to her. "I'm sorry to hear that. What was his gang called?"
She stopped her knitting and thought for a moment before saying "The Scorpions or something like that, why?"
Spades looked out of the window in she was sitting in front of and said "Oh, no reason. Just curious is all. Thanks for patching me up but I gotta go."
He walked out and checked the address before walking down the road as he pulled out his cell phone.
He dialed a number and waited for the answer. "This is Vincent Gonjetti, and I need five boys with autos and vests."
"Vincent's dead, go to hell."
"Motherfucker ask Vito Gonjetti if his brother Vince is dead then!" Spades said as he walked down the road.
"Geez, okay I'll ask him, hang on a second you fuck." The man said, obviously pissed but not wanting to risk bringing the Bosses wrath by disrespecting his son.
Suddenly another voice was on the line "Vince? That really you?"
Vincent Gonjetti, AKA Ace of Spades AKA Spades, smiled and said "Yeah Vito, it's me. Now can I get the boys I need? Oh and I need fifty grand."
Vito sighed "Okay, I can get you what you need, now where do you need it?"
Vincent gave him the details and found a hotel to wait a few days in.

Four days later

Vincent walked out in front of the bar with two of his men and took aim. "Hey Scorpions tell Satan I said hello!"
The three of them opened fire and mowed down everything standing in the bar. Vincent walked through the front door with a gas tank and started pouring it all over the bar. As he walked back out he tossed a match on the gas and set the place on fire.
As they rode down the road his phone rang and he answered it. The voice on the other end said "We took care of the rest of them.There won't be anymore 'scorpions' around here."
Vincent smiled "Good. Meet you at the airport to head home."
With that he hung up. The fifty grand had been delivered, the scorpions were taken care of, and now he just had to talk  to his father. That would be fun.