Thursday, December 11, 2014

Coup

In this line of work, you come to expect a certain...fluidity. Things change. That's life, you know? And it's especially true where mob operations are concerned, because someone always wants someone else's power, and someone other than that is always waiting to use the second someone's attempts to take power to seize it for themselves. It's a pretty dangerous, confusing match of checkers and ah, well, nobody ever really wins for good.

But I'll admit, if there was one person I thought could keep the reigns on a mutinous ship, it was Jessica. The woman has a way of working that is so far removed from everyone else. It isn't natural, of course, it disrupts the whole system and it always has. But that's precisely why I thought she might be a bit less easy to depose. And in truth, she wasn't easy.

I've essentially known this was coming for months now. The fight with David...it didn't go over well with the boys. Massive expenditures for a personal vendetta, extremely public antics that nearly had Jessica arrested more than once, and on top of that, countless of our guys got thrown at David like so many sacks of meat to try to overwhelm he and his little band. I'm surprised he didn't go down, but then again, knowing his reputation...not so surprised after all.

What I am truly surprised by is who wound up on top. Michael. Anyone remember him? I sincerely doubt it. 

Apparently, he's been stirring up trouble behind the scenes of Jess' operation for some time now. And finally, just a few nights ago, he made his move.

It went over about as well as you might expect. A group of our guys interrupted one of Jessica's infamous "Parties" to tell us the show was over. She stood there swearing and shrieking up a storm, and a few of our poor bastards, the ones she had chopping up victims for her no less, actually started up a firefight with Michael's converts. But alas, no dice. Eventually the fight came down to Michael and Jessica, and for whatever reason, Jessica decided to turn tail and run.

So, new management. Yay? Not so sure. I mentioned before that Michael gives me the willies, and that still applies. The two of us got to talking, though, face-to-face. If nothing else, the man has a head for numbers, the kind of cool approach to the mob that makes a millionaire out of his type pretty quickly. More businessman than crime boss, really. But he did offer me the same position I filled for Jessica, adviser and scribe, for more pay. That's something.

As for Jessica...well, she hasn't shown her face. Swore vengeance like some mad cartoon character on her way out the door, and she's been gone for two weeks now. I assume she's still around, owing to this little comment on my last post...but what that whole stupid dialogue means, I have no idea. All I know is, things are already shifting radically around here...business is fluid, as mentioned. Oh, and the hired guns that scrappy kid, Kevin, have mysteriously vanished along with he and Jessica. Again, I can't say anything for what that means at the moment. Michael won't say whether he got rid of them or not. I doubt he'd leave them alive if he got his hands on them, though.

-Mr. Flint