Killing in The Name Of (Continued...)

I made the plan, it was completely flawless. I just needed to call in some favors. You see my father isn't a typical valley dad. His past got him into a bit of a situation. You see he had the head leader of this biker gang that's feared throughout this world by the throat in a boat in the middle of a lake. Asking him which side he wanted to go in because either way he's in huge sh!t. So my dad needed protection I guess, protection for himself, his wife and his daughters. So he got protection, from places where good protection comes from "The Mens Club" sounds like a clean association for gentleman. Though to my later years I learned that as a child my father spent a majority of his weekends in jail: this was the men's club. As benefits to this protection we have the men who protect them have grown close to me. A majority of them I call my uncles, though no family connection what so ever. The plan was clean. I needed someone in the business of checking the gas meter to go in and change a few things. Make that meter that detects high amounts of gas in the air "malfunction" and for him to leave a note saying any strange smell is due to tests they are currently doing on the entire system. This note will only be seen by my friend. He will be the only one home. I plan to get the wives of my uncles to snatch his mother away to the spa telling her she won an all expenses paid trip to the best spa around, and by around I mean it will be far out of town. His father will be called away to work, seeing as a few of my uncles are higher in power at the business he works for. When the "Big Man" calls you in, you don't question you just go. And for his brother, generally distracting him is simple. Get women, booze and some mary jane and you wont see him till the next weekend. My plan was in action the last step was all up to me. I just needed to do this one personally.