Three idiots who made very bad descions

Viktor was wondering what could possibly need his attention because, as far as he knew, he had nothing major in the works that could have gone wrong. Nor does Heart Stopper's operation involve anything too **** or anything that would require his direct intervention. He came to the conclusion that she must have stumbled on something that she felt he needed to know, which was entirely possible.

So he picked up the emergency phone, wondering what the emergency could be. "Good afternoon, Heart Stopper, what's the emergency?" Viktor asked, wanting to confirm his earlier theory about her coming across important information that she felt needed to pass along to him as soon as possible. It would turn out to not be that at all.

"I'm sorry to bother you, sir, when you're not on the clock." Heart Stopper began being as respectful as possible, immediately starting by apologizing for bothering him off the clock. "But we have some people here at the club who didn't pay their dues." Heart Stopper said, referring to the rather bruised batch of idiots who thought they could cut Viktor out of his due.

"Oh, so that's what this is about. Well, who are the idiots who thought they could screw me out of my cut and then went to one of my clubs for strippers?" Viktor said with mirth, trying to contain the white-hot rage that filled him at the thought that someone was trying to get away with his due, which meant he wasn't as respected as he thought and his criminal persona was failing to meet his standards of perfection, which was unacceptable.

"The three that got away from Iron Heart after that heist of the penthouse. The success of getting away from a super caused them to get big egos, unlike their dicks, and immediately blow all the money they made at the heist on **** and strippers instead of paying you your cut first. Because they thought they didn't need you anymore." Heartstopper told him her tone filled with revulsion at the idiots for daring to go against Viktor, especially because they only did one job and they barely did it right.

"Well, isn't that a surprise? I thought I wasn't getting my cut from them because they got caught, not because they were stupid." Viktor said, calming down now that he realized his persona was respected; it was just a bunch of morons that didn't know what they were doing. So now that he knew his reputation was intact, all he had to do was maintain it by dealing with the three idiots. "Are you prepared to deal with them, Heartstopper?" Viktor asked, his tone void of any emotion, as he asked Heartstopper to deal with the three idiots.

"Of course, baby, I'm always ready to serve you, boss. You know I'm your dirty monkey; just ask, and I'm happy to do any trick." Heartstopper answered her tone full of lustful blood thirst. She was eager to kill the three idiots and was also eager to do some tricks for her owner. "By the way, boss, I called in Disco Mama; just be sure they were handled without any problems." Heartstopper said, making sure he was fully aware of all the details of the situation.

"Good, I'll reward both of you when I'm back at work for being so thorough and making sure this is handled. By the way, see if you can recoup some of my losses. I don't expect much, but I do hope you can shake something out of them that's worth something to make up for the loss of revenue." Viktor said, giving his final say on the matter and his hopes of somehow making up his loss from what should have been his take from the heist.

"Of course, sir, your favorite monkey will do her best as always and make sure you get what's your boss's." Heart Stopper said before the final call ended, and turned towards the three beaten idiots, who had gotten increasingly paler as the conversation on the phone went on. Disco Moma was about to off them with her special disco ball lasers when Heart Stopper stopped her.

Disco Moma was about to scream at Heart Stopper for interfering when Heart Stopper spoke. " The boss wants his money back, and these idiots are worth more fresh ain't they?" Heart Stopper said, causing Disco Moma to look at her confused as to how three dilapidated negroes could ever be worth anything. But Heartstopper just smiled and shot the three idiots with tranquilizer darts from her wrist shooter, which was one of her non-lethal options.

Once the three idiots were fully paralyzed, she started making another phone call and spoke what seemed to be only code words before hanging up. So Heart Stopper and Disco Moma were left waiting in the back room, listening to the club music coming through the doors. Disco Mama, after waiting a good fifteen minutes, was about to ask what they were waiting on exactly when a van rolled up to the back door entrance to the club.

"Wait here while I talk to them." Heart Stopper said to Disco Moma before walking out the back door. Disco Moma was wondering what exactly was going on but decided to wait and see, as she trusted Heart Stopper to do right by the boss. Heartstopper had a quick conversation before she came back with several people in all black who took the three idiots and loaded them into the back of their van before taking off.

Disco Moma looked at Heart Stopper with a raised eyebrow. Heart Stopper was quick to notice and explained what had just happened. "Those idiots didn't have anything of worth on them. So the only way to get the boss's money that he's owed is to sell their bodies, and my little friends in black are going to be removing the valuable bits to sell and throwing away the rest." Heart Stopper explained with a cruel smile on her face.

"Clean and effective, the boss will be happy. Which is all that matters, so I'm going to bounce and head back home." Disco Moma said, heading straight back to her apartment, not wanting to stay around any longer now that the boss's business had been settled. So she made a quick exit out the back of the gentleman's club on roller blades.

Heart Stopper merely watched her go and then went to talk to her girls to make sure that they spread what happened to three idiots around the neighborhood so that everyone knew what happened when you double-cross Viktor. As she talked to her girls, she wondered how the boss would want his payment from the sale of the idiot's important bits.