Chance and Outlaw are running around the city trying to outrun Mafioso, the fedora wearing mafia boss that had put both of them in debt. Outlaw may or may not have stolen loot at Chance’s casino which was also partially owned by Mafioso due to an agreement.

So now they’re running with Outlaw laughing hysterically holding a big bag of stolen money. Chance couldn’t help but groan internally, he would indulge in this but Mafioso could kill him at any moment and he rather Outlaw to be safe.

Chance turned around and whipped out his gun and aimed at Mafioso but when he pulled the trigger it blew up on his face. The bullet shot backwards into his own chest.

Outlaw immediately saw and yanked Chance out of the way. Then there was a good spot, Outlaw quickly pulled Chance into an alleyway and hid, their breaths heavy. Chest rising up and down. Soon enough Mafioso and his henchmen left.

“Let me see the injury!” Outlaw quickly said ripping a piece of fabric off of his shirt and quickly began patching Chance up