Santanos

*Chapter 1

[Edited]

Alex

"She wants her money, Brucie!" I rolled my eyes at James, he should know by now that just talking doesn't work, you need actions, actions get shit done.

"I'll have it tomorrow, I promise" See talking doesn't do shit especially since he's been saying the same thing for 3 weeks now. I couldn't have people thinking that Alex Santanos was getting soft, I'd have a lot of scumbags wanting to get drugs and guns for nothing thinking they can get away with not paying me, so here I was coming to get the money myself.

If you want something doing right, do it yourself.

As I walked around the corner I was welcomed to a couple of the boys surrounding an old man, Brucie. Hearing my heels against the floor the lads snapped their heads towards me surprised that I was here myself, but what do they expect? They've been coming back empty handed for the past 3 weeks.

"Don't you think you've had long enough to get me the money, Brucie?" Once his eyes landed on me they widened as his Adam's apple bobbled up and down.

"A-Alex, I'll have it t-tomorrow, I-I p-promise" He stuttered as I stood a couple of feet in front of him. "You've been telling my boys the same thing for weeks, so now I'm here to collect myself. Where's my money?" I noticed he looked anywhere but me, making my lips twitch. "What? You're telling me you don't have it?" I asked as I took a couple more steps towards him.

"I-I'll h-have it t-tomorrow"

I shook my head before I sent my right fist flying into the guy's jaw, snapping his head to his right. "Give me my money" I spoke through gritted teeth. "I-I don't have i-it" He stuttered. "Not good enough mate" I mumbled, this time sending my left fist to the other side of his jaw, his head once again snapping to the side.

"Please... Alex. I-I have a family" Blood dripped from his mouth as he spoke, I rolled my eyes. "Well you obviously didn't give two shits when you were injecting yourself with my stuff did you?" I mussed as I grabbed the gun that was tucked into the back of my jeans.

Time to kill him, his family'll be better off without a junkie like him in their life.

"I swear, Alex. Please. I'll do anything. Please. My family" He cried as he realized this was the last couple of minutes of his pitiful life. "It's funny how everyone tries to beg for their life when it comes to the end, but no matter what the outcome is always the same" I smirked at him, making him gulp.

"Think of this me doing your family a favour" I told him before I pressed my finger down on the trigger sending a bullet flying into his head, my lips twitching at the quiet bang. Gotta love silencers.

Tucking the gun back into my jeans, I bent down checking his pockets, and what do you know? £300 was sat in his pocket, which is exactly what he owed me.

"Pleasure doing business with you Brucie" I chuckled as I stood up turning towards the boys. "Time to clear out" I told them before walking back out of the alley towards my matte black 2016 Dodge Challenger SRT that was parked behind the all black Ranger Rover Evoque.