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office, and began,
not cleaning it, but trashing it, she realized just how right Sal was.   He disabled the cameras first, at least the
ones Gemma had installed, and her heart sank when Jesse shook the spray paint
can and then smilingly wrote that offensive phrase on her office wall.
    Sal’s heart
didn’t sink, but roared with rage.   “You
got a job for this fucker, and this is how he repays you?”
    “This
doesn’t make sense,” Gemma said, staring at Jesse’s antics.
    “He’s an
ungrateful prick.   What doesn’t make
sense?”
    “He came to
me when he was facing ten years in prison on a drug charge.   I got him off.   I won that case.   Then I got him a job.   Why would he do this?   I got him off.”
    “Bet his ass
won’t get off again,” Sal said firmly.
    Gemma looked
anxiously at her husband.   “What are you
going to do, Sal?”
    Sal looked
at her.   “What do you think I’m going to
do?   Look at that motherfucker.   He’s vandalizing your office.   He’s writing bitch on your walls.   Calling you a bitch.   Calling my wife a bitch.   What do you think I’m going to do, Gemma?”
    Sal stared
intensely at her until she responded.   Gemma looked at him too.   Then she
looked at the tape of Jesse as he eagerly destroyed her office.   She nodded.   “What you have to do,” she said.

 
    Jesse
Crowler came out of McDonald’s carrying a large soda cup.   He worked there in addition to his office
cleaning job, but once that payment hit his bank he was going to leave Vegas
for good and live his life.   He was
continuing his routine so no suspicion would fall on him.   He was going through the motions so nobody
would suspect a thing.   And then, after
pay day, he was out.
    He received
more than he bargained for when he began walking toward his car, a badly
beat-up Toyota Tercel.   As he walked past
an older model white van parked behind his car, and as he arrived behind his
own car, the back doors of the van swung open, two men got out, and Jesse’s
razor thin body was lifted up and tossed into the floor of the van all in one
motion.   His drink went sailing one way,
his body went flying the other way, and by the time he realized what had just happened
to him he was in the van, the two men got back in with him, the doors were
closed, and the van took off.
    He also
didn’t realize anybody else was in the back of that van until he sat up, and
looked at the man in the double-breasted suit sitting on one of the benches.
    “What’s this
about?” he asked.
    Sal stared
at Jesse.   It took all he had not to tear
him apart limb by limb.   “You paid a
visit to my wife’s office,” he said.
    Jesse
frowned.   “Your wife?   What are you talking about?   Who’s your wife?”
    Sal didn’t
respond to that lame question.   “Why did
you do it?”
    “Do what?”
Jesse asked.
    One of Sal’s
men, an African-American they called Big Joe, spoke up.   “Really fool?” he asked.   “You think we’re going through all of this
trouble to round up your ass by accident?”   He slapped Jesse upside his head.   “Now answer the man.   Ain’t nobody
playing with you!   Why did you fuck up
his wife’s office?”
    Jesse
swallowed hard.   He destroyed the
cameras.   Every one of them.   And took the hard drive!   How could they know?
    Big Joe
slapped Jesse upside his head again.   “Answer him!”
    “I don’t
know who hired me!   I got a phone
call.   They said they placed fifteen
hundred dollars in my bank account.   After I trash Miss Gemma’s office, and do it exactly like they tell me to
do it, then they’d put fifty thousand dollars in my bank account.   That’s more money than I’ve ever seen in my
life.   I couldn’t turn that down.   They told me not to try and trace the
call.   They were using a throwaway
phone.   Since they put the fifteen
hundred in my bank, I trusted them for the rest.   And did what they said.”
    “Have they
paid you the