The order

PRESENT DAY

The phone rang shrilly in the almost empty room, and Rooney, a one-time criminal who was very notorious for having committed several crimes in the past years, but somehow, always managed to get out of prison in record time, answered it on the third ring.

“Yes?” He said into the phone in that gruff and gravelly tone that never ceased to make people afraid to cross him.

“Rooney?” A female voice came from over the phone.

“This is him. What ya want?”

“Do you know who is speaking?”

“I do. What ya want?” Rooney asked again. He had never been known for his warm or patient nature.

“Okay. I just wanted to make sure. Listen, it’s time.”

“Time for what?”

“Time for what we discussed some months ago.” The female voice said.

“Sure thing. I need my money before anything else, though.”

“And you’ll get it in full and then some if you execute what I want perfectly.”

“That’s good news to me ears. So it’s time for me to do it then? Do you want it to be done today, tomorrow, or some