Post by Styles on May 2, 2013 11:24:33 GMT -5
This past Ignite needless to say was not one of Jesse Styles more well happier weeks over the last few months of well pretty much pure dominance of his federation by ruling it with an iron fist. Also he was of course until last week enjoying watching his Styles Mafia pretty much run through the talent pool like possibly never seen before. In fact they held almost every title the NEW had to offer but as of last night there still short a couple of titles. You had that misfit of a human being Kronin German suplexing Jesse through a table which left the boss with a bit of a headache. Moving onto the main event of the night sadly Domestic Disturbance was unable to regain the tag straps no instead it was those two wish they where monster rejects in Nocturnal and Seth Iser that took home the gold.
However that was all small shit compared to the final spot of the night where Ryan Pugh let Jesse know some well very unsettling news some news that made his stomach fucking turn. That fat son of a bitch had pulled a fast one on Jesse by getting the twenty five percent of Inkt's ownership that Jesse thought he had reclaimed. Well by the end of the night it was clear how wrong Jesse was about that and now Ryan Pugh the southern symbol for obesity had some say in what goes on in Jesse's beloved federation known as New Edge. So needless to say Jesse was fuming mad and he decided to make a match for this coming Ignite a five on five match where five members of the Styles Mafia including him self would face of against an odd ball team a team known as team Pugh.
Jesse looked back on the booking of that match a couple of days later as a well good decision to an extent because well his team was already a group and his enemies where all on another team and they where not all exactly a group or stable as you might call it. It basically gave Jesse the chance to really do some damage to his enemies people including washed up fat ass him self Ryan Pugh, I wish I was evil Nocturnal, death wish Kronin, the vh1 special Valora and last but not least his dear wife Scarlet. Jesse's thoughts on putting her in the match where fairly simple he was tired of her siding against him in New Edge and it was time to send her ass home to take care of there daughter and stay out of his god damned business when it came to New Edge Wrestling.
Jesse had taken a few board meetings on the two days after the Ignite and had now pretty much finished all of his major meetings he had for the week regarding New Edge which of course Ryan Pugh was not at any of them. Why you ask? Well it's simple he only controls twenty five percent and his ass wasn't invited Jesse had the majority say when it comes to the day to day business operations of New Edge not that fuck. But, with the meetings having drawn to a close for the week Jesse was now meeting with an old friend of his inside his club rain. This old friend was someone who had worked for Jesse before and well they where having a few drinks and catching up on things. The friends name was Leroy a African American male in his mid thirties he had wrestled with Jesse back when Jesse got into the business then Leroy went off into MMA before fucking up his knee's.
After fucking up his knee's he went to work for Jesse as a special security member of Jesse's team and well he did some driving for Jesse as well because the brother could drive the wheels off shit. But, then about three years ago Leroy had decided to give the MMA world another go this African American three hundred pound man sure did give it a go too doing pretty well Jesse kept up with his friend as much as he could but over the past year Leroy's knee's just couldn't continue to hold up in the world of mixed martial arts. So that's what brings this meeting on that there having the big black mother fucker as he calls him self was smoking a cigar, drinking a bottle of crystal and just talking well his form of talk to Jesse which oddly enough Jesse could understand just fine even when he threw in his well special type of wording.
Jesse Styles: Yeah, Ryan Pugh is still a boil on the side of my ass Leroy.
Leroy: Dog I told you that we should of shot that fat fuck in the back of his head years ago just iced the jive turkey for real Jess.
Jesse Styles: Death would be to easy for that asshole.
Leroy: Well I can help you dog.
Jesse Styles: The fuck you talking about?
Leroy: I can have your back again boss just like old times.
Jesse Styles: So you are asking to come back and work for me basically?
Leroy: Only if you want me to dog cause I know you got a big staff and all that shit.
Jesse Styles: You're right about the big staff part.
Leroy laughed at Jesse's remark actually breaking down into a laugh that was so god damned annoying Jesse's ears felt like bleeding because the laugh reminded him of Ryan Pugh's retarded fucking laugh only well Leroy was much blacker then Ryan Pugh. Jesse while shaking his head at the laughing friend of his took out a pen from his leather jacket pulled over a napkin and wrote down an offer sliding it over to Leroy who's laughter suddenly stopped. Leroy's eyes lit up a bit and he nodded his head in agreement a deal had obviously been reached between the two for Leroy to come back to work for Jesse. The way Jesse saw it there was no better time then now to have this big black man at his side with everyone trying to get in Jesse's business as of late even his own damned wife. Then as they fist pounded on the deal yes fist pounded you heard it right but after the pound Jesse's cell phone rang and the news he would get from this would be possibly the most unsettling news he's had next to the loss of his first unborn child.
Jesse Styles: The hell are you calling me for Andy? I swore I gave you the damned day off which meant a break for me from your sniffling ass.
Andy: Uh...Boss....We have a MAJOR PROBLEM! I'm sorry let me recite that a HUGE PROBLEM!
Jesse Styles: Andy try taking a few breathes and tell me what this so called huge problem is.
Andy: Jesse there gone!
Jesse Styles: Your balls? Shit man I've known that since the day I met you.
Andy: No, you big asshole your NEW ownership documents are gone stolen!
Jesse Styles: Say that again?
Andy: I said...
Jesse Styles: I FUCKING HEARD YOU ANDY!
This was by far a huge problem if those documents fell into the wrong hands mainly someone with the skills and knowledge to redo them without the documents looking fucking fake as fuck then someone else could end up having pretty much the entire stock of New Edge Wrestling. Again, Ryan Pugh's little twenty five percent means jack compared to seventy five percent so this is what you would call a very bad situation for it would be like if burger king went out of business to Ryan Pugh or if suddenly blood was no longer sold on the black market to Nocturnal. We could continue going on with comparing how big of a deal this is by using some of Jesse's enemies as examples but he had hung up his cell phone with Andy after hearing where he was then looked over at Leroy.
Jesse Styles: You ready to start earning your keep?
Leroy: Name the bitch I gotta slap and you know I will dog.
Jesse Styles: This could be much more then just slapping a bitch.
Leroy: Fine I'll slap the bitch then break there damned neck.
Jesse Styles: That'll do now let's get going my corvette is out back you drive.
Leroy: Oh fuck yeah where we heading and how soon do we need to be there?
Jesse Styles: To SBS on seventh avenue.
Leroy: Oh Styles banking service?
Jesse nodded as the two men walked out the back exit door of his club and then both got into Jesse's very fast corvette speeding off for the banking service. Now a banking service is there destination but why? Well it's quite simple Jesse owns the bank and it's kinda obvious it's where he had his New Edge Ownership documents and if they where gone well time to find some god damned clues. As they where driving Jesse was going through his mind possible suspects that could of pulled this off when his bank has some very good security hence the reason he owns it he wanted to make sure his shit was protected and best way to well do anything is by over seeing it your self.
Jesse Styles: I have a lot of enemies Leroy but I can't think of anyone smart enough out of those enemies to pull this off.
Leroy: Well you got those five opponents of your's coming up what about one of them?
Jesse Styles: Well let's run through the list I guess.
Leroy: Aight, how about that short bus afternoon special Ryan Pugh?
Jesse Styles: Way to dumb to pull of a heist like this the dude might be well one of my biggest enemies and might have a smart wrestling mind in some areas but when it comes to doing shit like this no chance.
Leroy: That German dude Kronin he's all got military background right?
Jesse Styles: It would make since for it to be him after some of the stuff that's went on between me and that jar head but notice the word jar head I just used yeah that about sums that up.
Leroy: Nocturnal? Wait you know what dog just forget I even said his name I remember that cat and well just not a possibility he would of caused way to much of a ruckus trying to get your stuff that you would of already known that it was him. Then there's that sexy spic that I would bend over quicker then you could say seven eleven.
Jesse Styles: Valora?
Leroy: Yeah dog that's the one.
Jesse didn't find anything sexy about her and well he wasn't shocked by the fact Leroy did it's just Valora to him is pretty much a damned butch lesbian and that was always a major turn off for Jesse. As for the possibility of it being Valora she could possibly pull something like this off but very small possibility because well she makes to be honest a pretty damned good pay check off New Edge now. Jesse just signed a new deal with her less then a month ago making her well over fucking paid. But, being the business man he is he knows she's a huge draw for his Latino viewers so that's important. So after now talking and thinking about four of his opponents possibly being to blame for this that only left one opponent on his mind. That opponent was his wife Scarlet a woman believe it or not he did love a lot just when it came to the business side of things they couldn't agree for shit. As Leroy pulled into the parking lot of the bank Jesse shook his head thinking she practically owns fifty percent of what everything he has now by marriage so wouldn't make since.
Andy: Boss I got info!
Jesse Styles: Oh this outta be fucking good.
Leroy: It better be or my black ass is going to have to bust someone up.
Andy: Who the hell is that?
Jesse Styles: Andy just give me the damned info!
Andy had the bank manager with him whose name was Terry and he also had a woman of well middle eastern decent at least part decent who was dressed like she worked there a long with them. Jesse stepped out of the car as did Leroy and Jesse in a rage grabbed a hold of his bank manager Terry tossing him onto the hood of his corvette and legit punched him in the face a good three times. It was clear Jesse's world was being turned upside down for if he didn't get his hands back on his ownership papers it could be the end of New Edge for Jesse and fuck possibly everyone else that's apart of the federation from the janitors to the god damned wrestlers. Jesse's baby the NEW was in some serious danger and well he wasn't pleased one bit.
Leroy: Damn dog that right hook I see still is mean as hell.
Andy: Great Jesse I'm glad I already spoke with him because now he's out cold.
Jesse Styles: Andy don't test me right now just tell me what the fuck you found out!
Andy: Well according to Terry over there it all went down about three hours ago right as he and this lady here got the bank open. I guess there was about seven people dressed in ski mask's and all black clothing demanding too be let into the safety deposit room and then demanding to be told which safety deposit box was yours.
Jesse Styles: And, I'm guess this dumb fuck knocked out on my hood gave them all the info they needed?
Andy: Correct.
Jesse Styles: SON OF A BITCH!
Just as Jesse was about to beat the shit out of an already out cold Terry once more Leroy stepped in front of him legit kicking Larry in his nuts then smashing turning him over onto his front and slamming Terry's face multiple times onto the hood of the car. Blood stains where now visible on the blue Corvette's hood as Terry finally got tossed to the ground after Leroy got done messing him up a bit more. Jesse's thoughts where well everywhere he had this huge match coming up with his Styles Mafia team mates in five days but at the same time who knows if NEW EDGE would even be open for business come that time if the people that took the documents had bad things planned with them which of course they fucking did Jesse's luck it would be the worst possible outcome and this was something he couldn't even spasm.
Andy: Boss this is Rita standing next to me she has a few things to tell you.
Jesse Styles: Okay Rita speak then.
Rita: I...UH....
Jesse Styles: Bitch don't make me smash your face in like Terry's just got smashed in because right now at this point in time I will fucking do it.
Rita: Sorry boss uh the men they spoke in what I believe was Pakistan and with my limited Pakistan language skills all I really could understand from there conversations was something about heading to Miami Florida. That's well all I know sir please don't hurt me I am very sorry for all of this I am a big fan of yours sir just name how I can make you feel better and I will do it.
Jesse Styles: Really?
Rita: Yes, sir.
Jesse Styles: You can tell Terry when he wakes up he's fucking fired and he best leave town for me and then you and Andy can close this fucking bank up until further notice. Andy call in a few security experts of mine to go over everything inside and see what they can come up with.
Andy: Where not going to call the police?
Jesse Styles: Fuck that I will handle this god damned Pakistan's! Leroy take Andy's cell phone from him look up Jim and tell him wheels up in thirty minutes and let's get going.
Leroy: You got it dog.
Andy did indeed hand Leroy his cell phone as Jesse and Leroy got back in the corvette driving off as quickly as possible Leroy even burned a little rubber pulling out of there as he was now on the phone and Jesse also had his cell phone out in his hand. He thought about who to call in for help on this he had his military private contracted friends of his he could call but could he trust them to fully once the NEW ownership documents where secure? After all his seventy five percent of NEW was worth practically a billion bucks no joke right there. So that made him rethink his options and begin to make some phone calls on his cell.
Spaz: Sup fucker?
Jesse Styles: Where's Hazard?
Spaz: He's well fuck I don't know I am busy jerking off to pictures of your wife right now.
Jesse Styles: Funny little prick aren't you.
Spaz: Who was being funny?
Jesse Styles: Just tell Hazard to meet me at fucking Miami airport within the next six hours.
He then hit the end button before Spaz could get another word out and hit the next speed dial button on his phone and the phone showed calling Johnny Stylez on it. The phone rang about six times until finally Johnny picked it up.
Johnny Stylez: YO!!!
Jesse Styles: Johnny I need you at Miami airport in six hours.
Johnny Stylez: Oh no go DOOD I got business of my own to handle cuz.
Jesse Styles: I'm not asking I'm telling do it or well if you suddenly have no income anymore starting by this weekend don't fucking blame me!
Jesse hit the end button and hit the next speed dial button on his phone this time his phone read calling Al Envy "Show Stealer".
Al Envy: Sup boss?
Jesse Styles: Al very important business has come up and I need you to meet me at Miami airport within the next six hours or so.
Al Envy: How important?
Jesse Styles: Important enough to where you are to leave my idiot brother wherever he is and come alone!
Al Envy: Damn must be important I'll be there.
He hit the end button once more and made one final call by hitting the number nine on his speed dial. His phone read calling Cera who was the newest member to join the Styles Mafia.
Voice mail.....
Jesse Styles: Cera I know where just well starting to learn to not kill each other and have the whole common enemy thing going but I need you at Miami airport as soon as possible and I need Jen there to. You like the money your making and promises of power you might end up with? Then do me a favor be at the god damned airport when I arrive.
He then hit the end button on his cell phone one last time as they pulled into his private parking lot at his private airport outside Chicago where his four NEW EDGE jets normally sat. He noticed one was gone but that was the one his wife normally used and well they had been kind of avoiding each other with this whole big match coming up where they could actually end up going toe to toe in the ring. However right now all Jesse knew was he had to get those documents back by any means nessacary and then his brain could get back into focusing on the big upcoming five on five match up at the next Ignite in what would be one hell of a main event that's if New Edge was well still around only time would tell.....
However that was all small shit compared to the final spot of the night where Ryan Pugh let Jesse know some well very unsettling news some news that made his stomach fucking turn. That fat son of a bitch had pulled a fast one on Jesse by getting the twenty five percent of Inkt's ownership that Jesse thought he had reclaimed. Well by the end of the night it was clear how wrong Jesse was about that and now Ryan Pugh the southern symbol for obesity had some say in what goes on in Jesse's beloved federation known as New Edge. So needless to say Jesse was fuming mad and he decided to make a match for this coming Ignite a five on five match where five members of the Styles Mafia including him self would face of against an odd ball team a team known as team Pugh.
Jesse looked back on the booking of that match a couple of days later as a well good decision to an extent because well his team was already a group and his enemies where all on another team and they where not all exactly a group or stable as you might call it. It basically gave Jesse the chance to really do some damage to his enemies people including washed up fat ass him self Ryan Pugh, I wish I was evil Nocturnal, death wish Kronin, the vh1 special Valora and last but not least his dear wife Scarlet. Jesse's thoughts on putting her in the match where fairly simple he was tired of her siding against him in New Edge and it was time to send her ass home to take care of there daughter and stay out of his god damned business when it came to New Edge Wrestling.
Jesse had taken a few board meetings on the two days after the Ignite and had now pretty much finished all of his major meetings he had for the week regarding New Edge which of course Ryan Pugh was not at any of them. Why you ask? Well it's simple he only controls twenty five percent and his ass wasn't invited Jesse had the majority say when it comes to the day to day business operations of New Edge not that fuck. But, with the meetings having drawn to a close for the week Jesse was now meeting with an old friend of his inside his club rain. This old friend was someone who had worked for Jesse before and well they where having a few drinks and catching up on things. The friends name was Leroy a African American male in his mid thirties he had wrestled with Jesse back when Jesse got into the business then Leroy went off into MMA before fucking up his knee's.
After fucking up his knee's he went to work for Jesse as a special security member of Jesse's team and well he did some driving for Jesse as well because the brother could drive the wheels off shit. But, then about three years ago Leroy had decided to give the MMA world another go this African American three hundred pound man sure did give it a go too doing pretty well Jesse kept up with his friend as much as he could but over the past year Leroy's knee's just couldn't continue to hold up in the world of mixed martial arts. So that's what brings this meeting on that there having the big black mother fucker as he calls him self was smoking a cigar, drinking a bottle of crystal and just talking well his form of talk to Jesse which oddly enough Jesse could understand just fine even when he threw in his well special type of wording.
Jesse Styles: Yeah, Ryan Pugh is still a boil on the side of my ass Leroy.
Leroy: Dog I told you that we should of shot that fat fuck in the back of his head years ago just iced the jive turkey for real Jess.
Jesse Styles: Death would be to easy for that asshole.
Leroy: Well I can help you dog.
Jesse Styles: The fuck you talking about?
Leroy: I can have your back again boss just like old times.
Jesse Styles: So you are asking to come back and work for me basically?
Leroy: Only if you want me to dog cause I know you got a big staff and all that shit.
Jesse Styles: You're right about the big staff part.
Leroy laughed at Jesse's remark actually breaking down into a laugh that was so god damned annoying Jesse's ears felt like bleeding because the laugh reminded him of Ryan Pugh's retarded fucking laugh only well Leroy was much blacker then Ryan Pugh. Jesse while shaking his head at the laughing friend of his took out a pen from his leather jacket pulled over a napkin and wrote down an offer sliding it over to Leroy who's laughter suddenly stopped. Leroy's eyes lit up a bit and he nodded his head in agreement a deal had obviously been reached between the two for Leroy to come back to work for Jesse. The way Jesse saw it there was no better time then now to have this big black man at his side with everyone trying to get in Jesse's business as of late even his own damned wife. Then as they fist pounded on the deal yes fist pounded you heard it right but after the pound Jesse's cell phone rang and the news he would get from this would be possibly the most unsettling news he's had next to the loss of his first unborn child.
Jesse Styles: The hell are you calling me for Andy? I swore I gave you the damned day off which meant a break for me from your sniffling ass.
Andy: Uh...Boss....We have a MAJOR PROBLEM! I'm sorry let me recite that a HUGE PROBLEM!
Jesse Styles: Andy try taking a few breathes and tell me what this so called huge problem is.
Andy: Jesse there gone!
Jesse Styles: Your balls? Shit man I've known that since the day I met you.
Andy: No, you big asshole your NEW ownership documents are gone stolen!
Jesse Styles: Say that again?
Andy: I said...
Jesse Styles: I FUCKING HEARD YOU ANDY!
This was by far a huge problem if those documents fell into the wrong hands mainly someone with the skills and knowledge to redo them without the documents looking fucking fake as fuck then someone else could end up having pretty much the entire stock of New Edge Wrestling. Again, Ryan Pugh's little twenty five percent means jack compared to seventy five percent so this is what you would call a very bad situation for it would be like if burger king went out of business to Ryan Pugh or if suddenly blood was no longer sold on the black market to Nocturnal. We could continue going on with comparing how big of a deal this is by using some of Jesse's enemies as examples but he had hung up his cell phone with Andy after hearing where he was then looked over at Leroy.
Jesse Styles: You ready to start earning your keep?
Leroy: Name the bitch I gotta slap and you know I will dog.
Jesse Styles: This could be much more then just slapping a bitch.
Leroy: Fine I'll slap the bitch then break there damned neck.
Jesse Styles: That'll do now let's get going my corvette is out back you drive.
Leroy: Oh fuck yeah where we heading and how soon do we need to be there?
Jesse Styles: To SBS on seventh avenue.
Leroy: Oh Styles banking service?
Jesse nodded as the two men walked out the back exit door of his club and then both got into Jesse's very fast corvette speeding off for the banking service. Now a banking service is there destination but why? Well it's quite simple Jesse owns the bank and it's kinda obvious it's where he had his New Edge Ownership documents and if they where gone well time to find some god damned clues. As they where driving Jesse was going through his mind possible suspects that could of pulled this off when his bank has some very good security hence the reason he owns it he wanted to make sure his shit was protected and best way to well do anything is by over seeing it your self.
Jesse Styles: I have a lot of enemies Leroy but I can't think of anyone smart enough out of those enemies to pull this off.
Leroy: Well you got those five opponents of your's coming up what about one of them?
Jesse Styles: Well let's run through the list I guess.
Leroy: Aight, how about that short bus afternoon special Ryan Pugh?
Jesse Styles: Way to dumb to pull of a heist like this the dude might be well one of my biggest enemies and might have a smart wrestling mind in some areas but when it comes to doing shit like this no chance.
Leroy: That German dude Kronin he's all got military background right?
Jesse Styles: It would make since for it to be him after some of the stuff that's went on between me and that jar head but notice the word jar head I just used yeah that about sums that up.
Leroy: Nocturnal? Wait you know what dog just forget I even said his name I remember that cat and well just not a possibility he would of caused way to much of a ruckus trying to get your stuff that you would of already known that it was him. Then there's that sexy spic that I would bend over quicker then you could say seven eleven.
Jesse Styles: Valora?
Leroy: Yeah dog that's the one.
Jesse didn't find anything sexy about her and well he wasn't shocked by the fact Leroy did it's just Valora to him is pretty much a damned butch lesbian and that was always a major turn off for Jesse. As for the possibility of it being Valora she could possibly pull something like this off but very small possibility because well she makes to be honest a pretty damned good pay check off New Edge now. Jesse just signed a new deal with her less then a month ago making her well over fucking paid. But, being the business man he is he knows she's a huge draw for his Latino viewers so that's important. So after now talking and thinking about four of his opponents possibly being to blame for this that only left one opponent on his mind. That opponent was his wife Scarlet a woman believe it or not he did love a lot just when it came to the business side of things they couldn't agree for shit. As Leroy pulled into the parking lot of the bank Jesse shook his head thinking she practically owns fifty percent of what everything he has now by marriage so wouldn't make since.
Andy: Boss I got info!
Jesse Styles: Oh this outta be fucking good.
Leroy: It better be or my black ass is going to have to bust someone up.
Andy: Who the hell is that?
Jesse Styles: Andy just give me the damned info!
Andy had the bank manager with him whose name was Terry and he also had a woman of well middle eastern decent at least part decent who was dressed like she worked there a long with them. Jesse stepped out of the car as did Leroy and Jesse in a rage grabbed a hold of his bank manager Terry tossing him onto the hood of his corvette and legit punched him in the face a good three times. It was clear Jesse's world was being turned upside down for if he didn't get his hands back on his ownership papers it could be the end of New Edge for Jesse and fuck possibly everyone else that's apart of the federation from the janitors to the god damned wrestlers. Jesse's baby the NEW was in some serious danger and well he wasn't pleased one bit.
Leroy: Damn dog that right hook I see still is mean as hell.
Andy: Great Jesse I'm glad I already spoke with him because now he's out cold.
Jesse Styles: Andy don't test me right now just tell me what the fuck you found out!
Andy: Well according to Terry over there it all went down about three hours ago right as he and this lady here got the bank open. I guess there was about seven people dressed in ski mask's and all black clothing demanding too be let into the safety deposit room and then demanding to be told which safety deposit box was yours.
Jesse Styles: And, I'm guess this dumb fuck knocked out on my hood gave them all the info they needed?
Andy: Correct.
Jesse Styles: SON OF A BITCH!
Just as Jesse was about to beat the shit out of an already out cold Terry once more Leroy stepped in front of him legit kicking Larry in his nuts then smashing turning him over onto his front and slamming Terry's face multiple times onto the hood of the car. Blood stains where now visible on the blue Corvette's hood as Terry finally got tossed to the ground after Leroy got done messing him up a bit more. Jesse's thoughts where well everywhere he had this huge match coming up with his Styles Mafia team mates in five days but at the same time who knows if NEW EDGE would even be open for business come that time if the people that took the documents had bad things planned with them which of course they fucking did Jesse's luck it would be the worst possible outcome and this was something he couldn't even spasm.
Andy: Boss this is Rita standing next to me she has a few things to tell you.
Jesse Styles: Okay Rita speak then.
Rita: I...UH....
Jesse Styles: Bitch don't make me smash your face in like Terry's just got smashed in because right now at this point in time I will fucking do it.
Rita: Sorry boss uh the men they spoke in what I believe was Pakistan and with my limited Pakistan language skills all I really could understand from there conversations was something about heading to Miami Florida. That's well all I know sir please don't hurt me I am very sorry for all of this I am a big fan of yours sir just name how I can make you feel better and I will do it.
Jesse Styles: Really?
Rita: Yes, sir.
Jesse Styles: You can tell Terry when he wakes up he's fucking fired and he best leave town for me and then you and Andy can close this fucking bank up until further notice. Andy call in a few security experts of mine to go over everything inside and see what they can come up with.
Andy: Where not going to call the police?
Jesse Styles: Fuck that I will handle this god damned Pakistan's! Leroy take Andy's cell phone from him look up Jim and tell him wheels up in thirty minutes and let's get going.
Leroy: You got it dog.
Andy did indeed hand Leroy his cell phone as Jesse and Leroy got back in the corvette driving off as quickly as possible Leroy even burned a little rubber pulling out of there as he was now on the phone and Jesse also had his cell phone out in his hand. He thought about who to call in for help on this he had his military private contracted friends of his he could call but could he trust them to fully once the NEW ownership documents where secure? After all his seventy five percent of NEW was worth practically a billion bucks no joke right there. So that made him rethink his options and begin to make some phone calls on his cell.
Spaz: Sup fucker?
Jesse Styles: Where's Hazard?
Spaz: He's well fuck I don't know I am busy jerking off to pictures of your wife right now.
Jesse Styles: Funny little prick aren't you.
Spaz: Who was being funny?
Jesse Styles: Just tell Hazard to meet me at fucking Miami airport within the next six hours.
He then hit the end button before Spaz could get another word out and hit the next speed dial button on his phone and the phone showed calling Johnny Stylez on it. The phone rang about six times until finally Johnny picked it up.
Johnny Stylez: YO!!!
Jesse Styles: Johnny I need you at Miami airport in six hours.
Johnny Stylez: Oh no go DOOD I got business of my own to handle cuz.
Jesse Styles: I'm not asking I'm telling do it or well if you suddenly have no income anymore starting by this weekend don't fucking blame me!
Jesse hit the end button and hit the next speed dial button on his phone this time his phone read calling Al Envy "Show Stealer".
Al Envy: Sup boss?
Jesse Styles: Al very important business has come up and I need you to meet me at Miami airport within the next six hours or so.
Al Envy: How important?
Jesse Styles: Important enough to where you are to leave my idiot brother wherever he is and come alone!
Al Envy: Damn must be important I'll be there.
He hit the end button once more and made one final call by hitting the number nine on his speed dial. His phone read calling Cera who was the newest member to join the Styles Mafia.
Voice mail.....
Jesse Styles: Cera I know where just well starting to learn to not kill each other and have the whole common enemy thing going but I need you at Miami airport as soon as possible and I need Jen there to. You like the money your making and promises of power you might end up with? Then do me a favor be at the god damned airport when I arrive.
He then hit the end button on his cell phone one last time as they pulled into his private parking lot at his private airport outside Chicago where his four NEW EDGE jets normally sat. He noticed one was gone but that was the one his wife normally used and well they had been kind of avoiding each other with this whole big match coming up where they could actually end up going toe to toe in the ring. However right now all Jesse knew was he had to get those documents back by any means nessacary and then his brain could get back into focusing on the big upcoming five on five match up at the next Ignite in what would be one hell of a main event that's if New Edge was well still around only time would tell.....