Nothing from Kensington.

“Jimmy… you better start talking man; I don’t have very much patience with pigs…” I heard Shane again.

“You’re right…” he said.

“That’s right… I am; you should be thankful Jimmy… You should be thankful about the help you’ve received from us and especially the help from my dad… you called my father when you needed a hit job done… and my father sends you Jenny all the way from NY to Vegas… and it’s very hard to send Jenny out of state…” I heard Shane again; her voice slow and steady; deadly as well.

“I’m forever grateful to your family and your dad Shane…” Kensington said.

“Are you really…? Then what happened to the forty percent interest of your annual revenue of your entire casino’s for the past three years?? That was the deal Jimmy…  what you make in a year; forty percent must be a small amount for you…. and yet we haven’t received any of those interest in three years!” Shane asked; her voice is getting meaner. I was dying to take a peek at what was happening; but I thought I’m already in a big trouble standing here.

“Shane; listen to me…. forty percent is too much for me to give now…. I’m planning to go global with my Casino’s…. The Red Sapphire; the next one in Beijing… then Singapore… Bangkok… the entire south East Asia; forty percent is just too much…  I need that forty percent…” Kensington explained.

“Okay… I’ve heard about this new venture of yours…” Shane said; I couldn’t help it… I peeked my head just enough to see what was going on. I realized how big the hall is; I don’t think that they would see me. I saw Shane standing up now behind her table and walked to the front; Kensington was sitting apposite Shane and his white tuxedo is smeared with blood; I saw where the blood is from… his mouth; I guess Escobar did his job.

Jenny of course was right next to Shane and next to her was Smoky D. Escobar however was staring out of the window; looking at the unnamed men surrounded our compound.