[centre][u][b]Max Lowrey[/b][/u][/centre]

It was Thursday night in the downtown area of Kansas City. In an alley, a young kid, somewhere in his early 20's was getting beat up by Wesley, with Max watching from a couple of feet away. Who was Wesley? He was a 35 year old, african-american male, big and strong fellow, from the East side of the city. In the eyes of everyone Wesley was Max's driver and personal bodyguard. In reality, aside from those 2 tasks Wesley was also doing the dirty work from time to time if Max wanted somebody dead or tortured. Wesley's story and how he ended up working for someone like Max were simple. He used to be part of the Army Ants and he fell in love with a mexican chick from the rival gang, Los Conquistadores. The two of them couldn't hide their relationship forever so when they were discovered, Wesley was accused of treason by his fellow gang members, while on the other side, Los Conquistadores wanted both of them dead, the woman for betraying them and Wesley for getting involved with one of their own. Max saved the life of both Wesley and his girl by negociating with both gangs personally. As a sign of gratitude Wesley started working for Max. That was 3 years ago and Wesley has been working for Max ever since, proving to be very useful and loyal. 
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As Wesley was beating the crap out of the young man, Max signals him to stop. Wesley rises up and starts arranging his black suit. "You screwed up Barry! You know I don't tolerate screw-up's. How could you allow someone to steal from you?" Said Max as he got closer to Barry who was coughing and bleeding on the ground. "I'm sorry Mr. Lowrey. But he was bigger and stronger then me. And he wanted drugs really bad. I told him I won't give him no meth because he didn't had any money, then he got upset, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at me." Said Barry who struggled to get up from the ground but to no success. Max breathed deep and took his hands off of the pockets of his pants. "Please Mr. Lowrey. Give me a 2nd chance. I promise I won't dissapoint you again. You know I need the money for my mother. I have to pay for her cancer treatment. She's all I have left. I can't afford to lose her. Please!" Continued Barry as he grabbed Max by his left foot but Max pulled himself away and made 2 steps back. 

As he was staring down at the kid, Max pulled out his gun, a [url=http://s6.postimg.org/bbh8lntz5/Smith_amp_Wesson_686_P_357_Magnum_38_Special.jpg]Smith & Wesson 686P revolver in .357 Magnum[/url], grabbed the kid by his hair, pulled him up and pressed the revolved underneath his chin. "You listen to me you bastard. You go to your mother and thank her a thousand times that you still live." Said Max as he let go of the kid who ran off as Max put his revolver back in the holster. "Let's get out of here Wesley." Said Max as both he and Wesley headed to Max's car, a [url=http://s6.postimg.org/ci2szkf41/2012_Chrysler_300_SRT_8.jpg]silver 2012 Chrysler 300 SRT8[/url]. Both men get inside the car, with Max on the back seats. "Wesley, take me to Fiddler's Green. I need to relax a little before I go home." Said Max as Wesley started the car and drove off to the destination pointed by Max. "May I ask you something? Why did you let that kid go anyway? He fucked up, he didn't deserve it." Said Wesley who was paying attention to the road as the car's monstrous 6.4L V8 engine was rumbling angry. "Youngsters don't give a shit about their parents anymore Wesley. I know because I was like that. That kid was willing to do whatever was necesary to pay for his mother's cancer treatment and save her life. That's why he got involved with us in the first place remember? And that my friend is worthy of admiration. And besides...we all deserve a 2nd chance in this life. Barry got his, and he better not screw up again." Responded Max.