[PimpMasterA]

Adam had finally done it this time. He'd been so taking so much from his eights that business had officially died. Rumours where spreading about a new kid over on the estate growing it in his airing cupboard, Adam couldn't compete with that availability let alone the distance people wouldn't have to travel to buy it from him.

To make matters worse he was out of cash for the week, and it was only Monday, he was relying on some drug money to keep him going until his next benefit cheque came through the post.

He was already beginning to imagine how hungry he'd be at the end of the week, not to mention in the dark! There's no way he could afford to put more money on his electricity meter now... Things where looking dire. That was until he remember the 'posh cunt' he saw walk past his house most nights.

"His wallet would keep me going for a week or so," Adam though, and so he set about running through a plan in his mind.

Finally the night came when he saw the suited guy walk into the pub as usual, now Adam had to do was wait, and so he headed down into the street and began looking for a good spot. It didn't take him long to find the door to an old shoe factory across the road could be pushed open. The place hadn't been in use for years, no-one would notice.

"This place is perfect" he said to himself. A street lamp outside lit the building well through the hole in the corrugated ceiling.

He took his lock knife from his pocket, flicked it out and crouched in the doorway waiting...

After what seemed like a relatively small amount of time he heard the door of the pub open and a man step out into the street, and start walking his way. His shadow soon appeared on the floor in front of Adam, he could have only been a few steps away... Wasting no time Adam jumped from the doorway grab the guy before him by his tie and placed the knife to his throat.

"Make a noise and it'll be your last," Adam blurted out quickly.

The youth stood in stunned silence, but not for long; Adam quickly dragged him through the doorway to his right and into the abandoned shoe factory.

Knowing he was safe from any onlookers, Adam pushed the guy against the wall.

"This is the only door out of this place, make a move for it or try shouting for help and things will end badly for you. Understand?"

He wasn't trying to be quite, and his tone was intimidating. The youth nodded his head and remained silent. Clearly still terrified.