JOD Revolution RP: The Haunting of Jon O'Deeves

Ace thinks he saw a Ghost? The haunting hasn't even started.. It's been a long time coming this whole reconnection with my past... A lot of people wanna know where I been, what happened to me. Do I have the gaul to look the people, my people in the eye and tell them I turned my back on them? Sure some defiantly think it's true, others wouldn't wanna believe it, but what about me.. Sure Jonathan Charles O'Deeves knows what happened. But Dynamite would kill to know the truth.. I killed Dynamite Jon O'Deeves.. I put out the fuse if you will.. A buddy of mine mid National Title reign gave me a call one late night while I was drinking away my sins and pain in a broken down motel bar, smoking a Newport and guzzling down a moderately cold beer.. He had made it big in the nightlife industry out in Vagas, he was now the go to go guy when it came to parting, well he called me a told me he needed my "expertise"... How could I say no? I had a knack for being the young gun muscle who was able to get beautiful women to do stupid things Vegas became my play ground, Dynamite died and JC O'D was born.. Until one day I'm sitting in my hotel room, two naked bottle waitresses from the club I just left earlier in the night are in my room attending my ever command, one pouring me a scotch the other polishing the Crown Jewels if you will... My iPhone vibrates on the night stand next to me.. It reads "No Caller ID" I swipe the bar and answer... I hear heavy labored breathing and voice sounding much like my own wisper "Here Comes The Boom."