Jayce Smith, or "Nine" if you weren't 66, sat atop the roof of a building opposite of Deuces Wild Diner. Jayce was leaning against one of the metal boxes that had some sort of appliance in it. That didn't matter to Jayce, who was casually spinning his Karambit knife with his finger through the loop at the top of the hilt. God, today was boring! The boss didn't have any hits today, so what the hell was he meant to do? Fuck cleaning tables, that shit ain't for killers unless you're just laying low. Well, it WAS boring, until some Irish bellowing could be heard from below.

Jayce crept up to the edge of the roof, and spied upon the road below. It was the WMP, with Brian Delaney at the head of the assault. He didn't even notice those shit-stains. "Shit!" Jayce muttered to himself. He had to get down there. Pronto! Jayce sprinted to the back of the building, sheathing his Karambit. He grabbed onto the access ladder and hurriedly made his way down. Once Nine had reached the bottom, Jayce pulled out his Berretta, checking it over quickly before turning the corner and down the alleyway. Nine was in a position where he was on the right side of the WMP, facing their backs. Nine raised the gun with one hand, pointing at one of the outliers, holding a brick. The assailant was about to throw the block, until-

BLAK!

He was shot directly in the spine. The young hitman whipped around and ran back down the alleyway, planning to go around the building and end up on the left hand side. Jayce sprinted, having to vault over a trash can on the way. Jayce had to find a way to get to the diner without being caught, which in hindsight, he probably should have done that before blasting his piece at the rival gang. It was fun being on the outside looking in, until you actually fell in yourself. Instead of taking the first corner, Jayce ran down behind the neighbouring building, with a couple of goons heading up the alley he was going to go down. Jayce had to run and gun, firing two shots at the pursuers. However, they both missed as the WMP lackeys dove for cover. 

It was fortunate no cars were going to try and drive through the middle of a gang war, as Jayce's only hope was to run as fast as he could across the street and go into the back of the diner. Jayce waited at the entrance of the alley, taking deep breaths before he made a break for it. Jayce sprinted as fast as he could, gathering all his might to make it across before getting flak from the opposition. Jayce rolled into the alley by the Diner, and ran around the back, disappearing from sight for a few moments. Jayce went through the back door and through the kitchen before bursting into the restaurant section. Jayce slid over the counter, knocking over a couple of used plates and a cup of joe. Jayce dove into a neighbouring booth my Big Zeke, and blind fired into the squad of WMP.