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grabbed Keith Dalton by the arm.
     
    “Get over here, motherfucker!” Barksdale growled.
     
    Dalton squirmed. “What? What the hell is going on?”
     
    Barksdale gave him a rough shove. Dalton stumbled out before the rest of the men.
     
    “Go on, tell them what you did,” Granger said. The disappointment in his tone matched his anger.
     
    “What are you talking about, Prez?” The panicked look on his face told James everything he needed to know. He was guilty of whatever they were accusing him.
     
    From his post by the door, Vaughn shouted. “Keith? No! What is this?”
     
    “Tell ‘em, you little prick,” ordered Barksdale.
     
    “Nothing. Nothing! This is a mistake,” he pleaded. Tears welled in his eyes.
     
    “You coward!” said Granger. “You betrayed us!”
     
    The men were being worked into a fever pitch.
     
    “No, I...I didn’t do shit man. I-”
     
    “Shut the fuck up,” said Granger in a low gruff voice. “He’s lying to you all. This piece of shit has been supplying The Hands of Hades with information on our dealings for weeks. Roads and I tailed him ourselves.”
     
    Everyone started yelling at once. Keith Dalton looked like a scared kitten trying to find his way.
     
    “You know what has to be done!” said Granger over the crowd.
     
    “Wait!” Yelled Vaughn, but there was nothing he could do. The E.G. would have their vengeance.
     
    In sea of angry words and balled fists, someone shoved Keith Dalton. Heavy hands rained down on him from all angles. He stumbled to his left then tried to make a break for the door. Dusty Hughes smashed him across the temple with a beer bottle, leaving a bright red line of blood down the side of his face. Keith fell to his knees and one of the Brothers kicked him hard in the stomach. The group was frenzied. They stomped and spit on the broken man. James watched intently. He hadn’t moved since the commotion started.
     
    “Enough!” said Granger. “We won’t waste our boots on him anymore.” The President looked from man to man until his eyes landed on James. “Ice! Grab him. Let this piece of garbage be an example. Put him out of his misery.”
     
    Everyone looked on, expectantly. From the corner of his eye James could see Vaughn bow his head. This would be a hard lesson, but there was no man more suited to deliver the justice.
     
    With steely eyes, James came forward to stand before Keith. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
     
    Keith could only whimper and look at the floor. In one fierce motion, James ripped the chain from his back pocket and wrapped it around Keith’s neck. He struggled at first, kicking his feet and making desperate grabs for the chain, but that soon subsided. James calmly squeezed the life from the traitor, watching, businesslike, as the final gurgles and gasps escaped his lips.
     
    ***
     
    “What are we doing tonight?” Jenn asked.
     
    It was a common question amongst the three of us on a Friday night. No one had a good suggestion.
     
    “We could go to a movie.” I said.
     
    “Seriously, Katie?” said Brooke. “That's all we ever do. You guys never want to do anything exciting.”
     
    I watched the overworked old ceiling fan struggle through its rotations. It squeaked with each revolution. “What do you mean exciting?” Like what?”
     
    “What about a party?” asked Brooke. “Who could we call that knows where a party is?”
     
    “Party? C'mon, really? We're all done with school now; let's go to a bar!” said Jenn. She was sitting on the corner of my bed, thumbing through some trashy tabloid magazine. Only now was she beginning to take interest in the conversation. “We could have a few drinks, maybe meet some guys...”
     
    Jenn had always been the most adventurous of our little group. Whenever we found ourselves in a tough situation, it was usually after following one of her suggestions.
     
    “Not even gonna happen, you guys,” I said. “I'm supposed to hear tonight