Marco I'm drivin' to Joe's gun shop. Need to get a new pistol and silencer, you know I need to make this clean. I pull up. And walk in. "Hey Marco" Joe says "Hey Joe, give me the magnum with a silencer" "Mob Job?" "Ya, it should be easy, its my first real job" "Wish I could join a family, it must feel great to get paid so often." "Ya it's also great when you almost get killed huh?" "ya ya but it pays, well heres your goods, I included ammo. Your total is $124.35. Good luck, brother" "Thanks, I'll try Joe" I payed and walked ou the door and sat down in the car. Attached the silencer and put a clip into the bad boy. Threw it in the passenger seat and drove my Packard Clipper to the docks. I parked my car infront of the office. The clock read 9:15 PM. Then out of no where i saw a group of men entering the building, they too were armed with pistols and one was carrying a shotgun. I cock my magnum. Open the das and take out my revolver. Load up the ammo and open the door of the car. "Here we go..."
Leonardo "skull" We drove to the office building. According to the intel I got from 'em mobsters is that there are 5 crates in the office. We park up to office and get out. I brought along my closest friends, we had all out pistols in the back and a two shotguns. We took all the pistols and loaded them up, Me and my friend Darian got our shotguns and loaded 'em. We started walkin' stealthly ofcourse. Then all of a sudden a car pulled up, then after a pause the door opened. I aimed and oredered a hold fire. Then all of a sudden a shot was shot. The bullet met its mark sadly, Darian died. I shot and shot and shot, the car was totaled. I doubted anyone was alive. Then there was a shot. Let the fight begin, come at me you bastard.
Marco I opened the door and shot, i think one of their men got killed cause they open fired. I jumped and rolled, luckly they didnt notice. The car got totaled, it was a fuckin' one too. Anyway, once the shooting stopped I popped up and shot one of their guys, killin him, and shot another. I'm not sure if the bullet met its mark. That's when thr mayhem started. I crawled behind a diffrent crate as the previous was shattered by a shotgun shell. I popped out and sprayed a round with the magnum. I think I took two. That ment there was two left. They started falling back, they must've thought there were a couple guys. As they were running against the night sea breeze, i got up, aimed down the iron sights and fired twice. The shots, flares in the night, met one man. He crumpled and fell into the salty water. "Fish food" I said to myself, as the salty wind whipped my face. The other man got away, well I better go in and get the goods.