Shivhead’s Lucky Day: Violence and Gold

A Gangster story on how merciless life can be…

Another wet morning in this mold-infested basement, but we have what we need to survive.

My name is Shivhead, or so they call me… I’m living in this basement with my wife and kids in these rough times, and I may seem like any other guy trying to scrounge up enough to feed his family during this depression — but work was never something compatible with my lifestyle.

My career?

Extortion, beatings, collecting protection money, you name it… I’m just an errand boy for the Disfavored, a gang of thugs operating through racketeering through fear, violence, and a lot of blood-filled creativity.

Being a footsoldier doesn’t pay much though, so it’s time I get to work.

I grab my lucky gold pendant, one of the only things my old man left me, I kiss my wife and kids goodbye and wonder if I’m ever coming back…

The sun’s rays kiss my crude and scarred face as I greet my partner and we head off. I look at my lucky pendant and wonder what luck is going to elude me today. Yeah, the damn thing doesn’t work, as you can tell by how my life is going.

“- What’s the gig?” — I ask my lanky partner.