The Caged Canary

"So do you have the money?" a tall, lean man with long brown hair asked a scrawny teenage waiter. The long haired man was a very devious person. The sadistic happiness glistened in his eyes like the sun on water. His Italian accent that melted so many hearts dripped from his every word. His black dress shirt and slacks hid him well in the dark alley behind the Japanese-American restraunt the teen was working in.