It was an old warehouse in the middle of the large city. A few yards away from the docks, I could hear the waves crashing against the shore. In front of me are a bunch of good ole boys coming from the South, Texas actually. Right there in Texas they had a good mafia organization down there as well. They had a few families who held a lot of power down there. It was a standard trade, we had a armored truck full of gold and they were paying us in cash for it. We did a armored truck heist the day before and had to make sure the truck was gone as soon as we could. We know how the Texan boys love there expensive items and large hats so it was a easy trade. A man walked up to me his name was nicknamed “The Buck” and he begins to talk.

“So we are ready to get this truck out of here. Let my boys bring the suitcases here and we can get out of here as fast we can.” About ten suitcases of money were brought up and then exchanged for the truck. One of his boys came and drove the truck into a large eighteen wheeler. Buck tips his hat to me and they make there way out of the warehouse. I jump into the passenger seat of a four door black sedan and we get out of there. I follow another black sedan  down the city and we cross under a bridge. Then they hit me with something.

“They have this kid named Whiskey who just traveled here and you need to make sure he gets to his hotel in one peace. Apparently he is under a lot of heat from a local gang after he ripped them off in a card game.” We have stolen a taxi and you are going to meet him in an alley down in Bronx.” I nod my head as if a capo asks you to do something you shut up and do it. Especially this capo he was an old gangster nicknamed “Mr.Bronx” for a reason. If he wanted you dead he would have you dead before the night is over and do it so the family never hears that you ever dropped dead. You just went on “vacation”.

They lead me to the back of a car repair shop and they tell me to go inside.

Inside I talk to the owner and he brings me to the taxi. They stole it from a sad chap and then brought it here. They made to change a few things and it’s plates so it won’t be seen as stolen if we do drive by a cop. I give them man five dollars for a good day’s work and he thanks me for the money. He also tells me to where this taxi driver’s uniform. I grab it from his hands and go to a back bathroom in the shop to change. I come out and feel as if I need a heavy new yorker accent. I jump in the taxi and start the engine. I head out the front of the shop and down the street to the address.

I pull up and turn down the alley. I was waiting about ten minutes till I see a shadow approaching and I slower lower my hand and drop the latch for the glove department. Inside is a magnum and I grab the trigger. Coming down the alley is a nineteen to twenty year old kid wearing a leather jacket. He looks like he went through some shit and has a look of shock permanently plastered on his face. He see’s me and gives a wave. “Get the fuck over here kid we are out in the open.” The kid sprints to the passenger seat and I begin to move down the alley. As soon as I move out into the street and fly down the street. I pull up on a red light and I see a black car behind me. I noticed it has been taking the same route as us for a while but I thought nothing of it. I take a left instead to make sure if we are being tailed or not and the car continues to follow me.

I hit the gas and the chase is on as the car behind goes full throttle after me. I give my Magnum to the kid as I continue to try to evade the car behind us.  I look behind and the kid leans out the window taking shots at the vehicle. I take a right and the car is still right on our tail. But one of the rounds hits the driver and the car skids and hits a pole on the other side of the street.  I continue down and make my way back to the garage. I give it too the manager and he makes sure he changes the plates and keeps it for his next customer.

We get back in my car and then I take the kid to his hotel. There is no problems at all and in a sign of gratitude he gives me a pound of coke for me to use in the future. After this I head back to my mansion and park the car in my garage. Inside I see two women from the night before who are still here. One of them see me enter and gives me a huge hug. I am slightly surprised by this but I allow it.

I pull the coke from my pocket and ask “Let’s get fucking weird”. We take turns taking lines of the coke and then there is a lot of dancing. The two girls end up stripped down to just there bra and panties. I am only in my pants at this point. I then take a line off the blonde’s stomach and she takes one off mine. I take a break and decide to get some liquor from the cabinet. I stumble and can barely make it into the kitchen. I grab the counter and hold myself up. I make my way back to the couch and fall hitting my head on the table before it. I slowly get up and then laugh it off. I don’t even realize there is a large amount of blood coming from my nose. From here I am not completely sure what happened but I wake up the next day in bed at HQ.