Out Back

[Prince]

The cells have barred windows that face this dank alley, and if your quiet enough you may get to sneak in a visit....

[Joe]

Joe spit blood in the bulls face. His right eye was swollen closed and he had a kinfe cut from his hairline to his jaw bone, it bled like sweat into his eyes. Each breath sent sharp pain shooting between his ribs wouldnt be the first time broken His hands were cuffed above his head suspended making each breath a challenge.

"What is their next move?"
"Whose"
"Dont play with me boy."
"Nah ya do dat enough at night yaself." Joe smirked as the fist connected with his face and he spit blood on the bulls shoes.
The bull grabbed joes neck and brought his face upclose and personal
"What is their next move?"
"Dis" Joe drew back his head and connected with the bulls, hard. Pulling all his weight up with his arms he kneed the stunned bull and the guy fell to the ground. Joe laughed until the bull's baton, behind him, connected with his spine. His mouth opened as he fought to breath through the pain.
"little to da left" He gasped.
"Maybe ya should play along and tell us what we want to hear." The other bull said
"Brooklyn doesnt play, Try Queens." Joe smirked
"Do you have a death wish?"
"Do you have a fag?" His eye fell to the fallen bull. "Sides dat...one" Joe bent over as much as his arms allowed him gasping for air as the baton connected with his stomach.
"Manners dolls manners" He gasped and winked at them with his good eye.
"Oh we have plenty of manners especially for the dames of the brooklyn borough...oh wait we already showed that."
Joe's jaw twitched before his smirk fell back into place "remind me ta thank ya lattah."
"Oh really?"
"Shoire, ya just signed youah own death warrant...dead man walkin..." Joe smiled into the bulls eyes "befoah i was just going to leave you crippled. I think that desoirves a heartfelt thank you."

The only word to describe the look in the bulls eyes was fear and joe's nostrils flared in anticipation as he caught sight of it.

"Get him out of my sight...I'll deal with you later."
"Looking forward to it." Joe smirked as he was dragged back to his cell, turning around he leaned against the cell wall and called back. "Oy what's their next move?"
"Whose?"
Joes lips twitched but his eyes went dead as he met the bulls eyes. "Dont play with me boy." The door slammed shut. That was the only warning they would get.