"I want to help but there's a few things I need to know first." Ronnie, along with his right hand man the Germ, had been speaking to some smelly cornrowed thug for the past hour and although very interested was a tad skeptical in the story. "You say he's connected why do you think that?"
"They contacted me by name dropping one of my regulars. When I hit that dude up he gave me a 411 on the kid, Mario. Guess his sister got some ho off me earlier that day." For a moment it looked like there was real remorse in the scumbags eyes. "The way that van pulled up on me and the beatin' that came with it." The dealer dropped and shook his head. "They pulled guns out and shit. Took fifteen stacks off me too."
The run down he spoke about took place across from a pizzeria
in Queens. It was a bit of a drive from Park Slope but well worth the trip over the bridge.
"Listen I can pay. I got some cash stashed away an-" G-Jones was quickly interrupted by Ron.
"We don't want your money friend." Ronnie (and on que, Germ) made faces that looked like they were disgusted at the thought of that glorious green. "What I want is to build bonds
." The dealer shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "It's obviously not safe for you over there in Queens. I mean, can you really afford to lose all that money again? Come here to Park Slope. From here we can protect you, take care of you. In exchange we will deal with this Mario
Like synchronized swimmers Ronnie and Germ shifted ever so slightly revealing the pistols in their holsters. It was apparent Mr. Jones had no choice in the matter. It was time to move to Park Slope or move into a grave.
"Yeah.."Jones said nodding his head trying to convince himself. "Yea, I mean I gotta move some stuff around but by the time you got everything done we should be good to go."
"Good!" Ronnie smiled standing slightly to reach over the table and extend his hand. G-Jones seemed taken back for a moment but reached out for the handshake. "I'll be by every week for my percentage. Now get the fuck out of my bar and lay low." Ron sat back down watching the street rat scurry out of his establishment.
"Talk to the investigator." He said, turning to Germ. "Dig up everything we can on that moron and the two that robbed him. I want home addresses, places of work and their schedules."
level 2 PI to look into Nicollo De Luca's NPC Mario and dealer G-Jones they beat up here http://www.mafiarp.com/viewtopic.php?f=128&p=6348#p6348