Utterly Mad

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.