Sunday 26th September, 2:30am.

  Ronan, Vito and DaNoze were gathered in Tony's office, they were sitting on the couch with tired faces and dark rings under their eyes.

D - "What the hell are we here for anyway?"

V - "Its probably just a broad needs picked up at the airport or something"

R - "Na, he wouldnt take three of us up for that"

Tony walks in the door and takes a seat behind his desk. He was dressed more casualy than usual, the three men sat up in their seats and waited for what Tony had to say

T - "Alright I had planned for a other guys to do this but they aparantly took 'sick' all of the sudden"

R - "Do what boss?"

T - "Would you let me finish jeez"

R - "Alright, sorry" Ronan muttered under his breath Tony prentended not to hear it and continued talking

T - "There is a shipment of about 2 tons of cocaine coming into the docks tonight. Its gunna be in boxes with the JJ exports logo in the 47th warehouse"

V- "Two tons, thats gunna be real hot. Were gunna need some serious protection for moving that around."

T - "Dont worry, Ive organised for some weapons to be left in the truck beside the warehouse. Thats what you'll take it out in"

R - "And where are we taking the coke?"

T - "Thats the complicated bit, its going to a few different places. Heres a list"

Tony passes the list to Ronan and he gives it a quick read before passing it onto Vito and DaNoze. It read:

.5 tons - Quinns Motel, .25 tons - Barry's Bar on 25th south street, .25 tons - New York International Airport, 1 ton - The Plaza Motel

D - "Where the Plaza Motel?"

T - "Its out of town, down by the old airstrip"

D - "Oh yeah, I know where it is now"

The paper was passed back to Ronan, he looked at Vito and DaNoz with raised eyebrows

V/D - "Your driving"

R - "Alright then, anything else we should know boss?" Tony stood up and let out a yawn

T - "Not really, just be careful with the last one, I heard that gangs a little dodgy."

Ronan Vito and DaNoz looked at each other with widened eyes but they all gave a nod to Tony and walked out the door towards Vito's car

R - "If Im driving the truck you gotta drive to the docks" The three men got in the car and headed off to the docks...

Vito sat in the drivers seat keeping his eyes on the road, he turned his head for a moment to speak to Ronan.

V- Gangs a little dodgy...A nice thing to finish on

R- I'm sure it will all go smoothly, as long as we keep focused, ok?

V- Don't worry about me, I'll stay focused, I just don't like doing deals with "dodgy" people you know?

R- I don't think anyone does, look we're almost there, just keep your eyes on the road, I'd hate to die before we even get there

A noise of something popping alerted all three as the car began to swerve. Vito slammed on the breaks and the car skidded to a halt on the side of the road

R- What was that?

D- I think the tyre popped

V- Just great

Vito opened his door and exited the car, the others followed

V- On the bright side...we're not that far away

D- Guess we're walking...

Ten minutes later they arrived at the warehouse

R - Theres the truck, DoNaz you check the truck for the guns and I'll go look for the boxes inside. Vito keep watch

DoNaz walked around the back of the truck and opened up the cloth flap, the was a large lumpy blanket in the back, he lifted the corner up to find a Chauchat light machinegun with a box of ammo and three Thompsons with 12 drums of ammo. 

D - I think I found the guns he shouted with a chuckle in his voice

V - What, let me see, oh man this is just too good

Ronan was searching around inside when he saw about 10 crates with the JJ exports logo, he looked upstairs and saw a light go on and heard some voices. He couldnt make out what they were saying so he ran back out the door to find Vito and DaNoz playing around with the guns

R - Oh good you found the guns, cause I think we may need them, there are about three or four guys in there. They're Guarding the cocaine. 

D - Well what are we waiting for, lets do this

V - Hold on. He clicks in a drum of ammo to the Thompson and cocks it Alright now lets do this

Ronan grabs a Thompson and cocks it too, he approaches the door and quietly walks to the bottom of the stairs. He signals to the others to follow, all three of them are now right below the warehouse office

R - Now!

Ronan opens fire directly up at the office, bullets ripped through the floor shredding it to bits. A huge cloud of smoke was being produced by the guns and Ronan coughed but was still firing

R - Alright hold it, hold it The three men stopped and listened, they heard a man moaning, Ronan ran up the steps and into the office, almost everything was broken and there were three men laying on the ground, one was still living Oh crap Ronan pulled out his .44 peacemaker and put a bullet in the mans head, blood and brains went everywhere. Ronan wiped some sparks of blood of his face and walked down stairs DoNaz, pull around the truck, help me open the doors will you Vito?

Vito made his way to the truck as DoN brought it around, much to Vito's annoyance he turned around to the sound of gunfire.

V- Damn it, a bit dodgy my ass!

The two quickly opened the truck doors and began to fire at the approaching attackers

V- DoN keep the truck running!

R- Come on load it before more come!

As soon as their enemies lay dead, Vito and Ronan began to haul the crates, it took who knows how long, thirty minutes, an hour, they wern't counting.

V- That's the last of it, sit in the front with DoN, I'll make sure the crates don't smash...and for the love of god, YOU drive!

After Vito climbed in the back and Ronan traded places with DoNaz, the vehicle began to move, going back on the road.

D- We got lucky back there, from now on Tony should start dealing with respectable people

R- Hey we got the goods didn't we? we got -away- didn't we?

The sound of metal clashing alerted Don who was forced to steady the vehicle as it began to swerve. He took a glance out his window and looked back to Ronan.

D- Looks like our friends are back, we need to lose them, NOW!

Ronan was swerving towards the pursuing cars to try and run them off the road but with little effect. Ronan called out to Vito

R - Use the machine gun, take those bastards out

V - Alright Vito grabs the machine gun and fixes it facing out the back of the truck Pull in front of them

Ronan speeds up and the car is forced behind the truck where Vito opens fire with the machine gun

V - Take that you pricks! The car swerves violently and crashes into a tree I got them

R - Good, were almost at the first motel too. The truck pulls up outside the motel and the three men get out 

V - I think thats them over there He signaled towards a car parked around the side

D - Yeah, I'll stay back and cover the coke

R - Alright, Vito lets go

Ronan and Vito walked up to the men, four men got out of the car and walked up to them

Man - You have the stuff?

R - Yeah, we have to see the money first

The man signaled for the furthest back man to get a briefcase, he brought it up and opened the case

V - Alright, that seems like enough, just drive round and we'll drop off the crate

Ronan and Vito took the case back to the truck, the men followed and parked their car behind the truck where DoN lifted a few crates from the truck to the cars trunk. The four men left and Everyone got back in the truck

R - Thank god that went well....

OOC: Sorry for the small writing, I forgot to set it to 3 :OOC

As the truck was driving to the second motel, Vito shouted to the others

v- So What do we know about these guys we're dealing with?

R- Nothing, I mean the cash they have for these deals tells me they have some serious operations running

D- That or they're some of those rich bitches trying to pretend to be criminals

V- I don't think those rich kids have the guts to deal with this much goods

R- All we have to know is they have money and want what we have

D- We're almost at the second motel, Christ I'm tired

R- We all are...We all are.

The second motel was now in sight.

The truck pulled up and once again there was only one car parked outside, it must have been them. DaNoz stayed behind while Ronan and Vito approached the car. When they were about twenty feet away five men got out. The driver who must have been the leader walked around to the trunk and stood in front of it. 

Driver - You have our half ton?

R - Half ton, it says you are only supposed to get a quarter ton.

V - Oh shit, listen why dont you just pay for the quarter and there wont be a fight

Driver - That wasnt the deal and we dont get screwed over, boys

R - Oh for fuck sake!

Ronan and Vito pulled out their .45s and started shooting at the men while two of the men standing beside the car pulled out two Thompson's and began shooting. Ronan was hit in his left arm, the bullet just skimmed the side of his bone. Ronan let out a roar and stumbled back

V - DaN!  Get out here, 

DaN jumped out of the back of the truck with the machine gun in hand, 

D - Move out the way! Vito jumped to the side and DaN began firing, the men dropped one by one and they're car was completely shredded. 

R - Im glad this one went well Ronan stood up and walked over to the car trunk, inside was three suitcases, he took one and opened it up, it was stuffed with money. 

V - Yeah, I guess we better keep moving before the cops get here, DoN grab the money. Are you okay to keep driving Ronan

R - Yeah Im fine, its almost sunrise. Come on lets head over to that bar.

Ronan walked over and got in the driver seat and DoN sat in the passenger seat with the money. Vito jumped onto the back of the truck with the drugs and tapped the side of the base signalling to go. The whole way to the next Bar nobody talked that much until they approached the alley behind the Bar.

R - So how will we do this one?

Vito and Ronan, as per usual, hopped out while DoN was preparing to get the crates out. Only three men were at this deal

R- You have the money?

Leader- You have the stuff?

V- It's in the truck, now show us the money

Leader- Straight to the point, I like that

Bodyguard- Here, all legit

He held up the required amount as Vito and Ronan nodded

V- I was half expecting this deal to go sour

Leader- Likewise, after all friend, what you currently have in your hands is very...valuable, anyone who could obtain more then their share would surely be in for a landslide of cash

V- Yeah...some punks already tried that

Leader- I know

Vito and Ronan began to walk to the truck when Vito stopped and turned around

V- What do you mean...you know?

The sound of a gun cocking alerted Ronan, who turned around just in time to see a gun pointed at Vito's face

R- This just isn't our day...

Ronan wipped out his gun and fired at the bodyguard hitting him in the shoulder and his neck. He turned to fire at the leader but he heard the dreaded *click click*

R - Aw fuck Im outa ammo

Vito kicked the leader in the chest knocking him to the ground. Ronan holstered his gun and punched the third man in the face several times, the man, who was almost literally twice the size of Ronan just laughed and grabbed him by the throat. 

Big Guy - Puny boy, your punches are like mosquitoes 

He lifted Ronan up and threw him onto a table almost ten feet away, the man then walked towards him when Vito jumped at his legs and wrapping his arms around them, the man lost his balance and fell over on top of Ronan

R - Aww, fuck this guy weighs a ton!

V - Haa! Take that you oversized Russian prick!

The man got up and walked towards Vito who was stepping back with a scared look on his face, Ronan grabbed his butterfly knife and jumed on the guys back, he flipped the knife open and stuck it in the guys shoulder, he acted like he didnt feel it and kept on walking while Ronan tried his best to choke him. Meanwhile DoNaz was out in the truck waiting, he had no clue what was gong on. Back in the bar the Russian grabbed Vito and puck him up by his shirt. Ronan was still on his back, Ronan grabbed the knife lodged in the Russians shoulder and stabbed him several times in the chest, he wobbled over and back and began to fall backwards

R - Oh shit

The Big Guy fell flat on top of Ronan, Ronan struggled to wiggle out from underneath him and then stood up

V - You okay?

R - Yeah, but he's not. Where the hell was DoNaz?! Just then the leader stood up with a gun in his hand

Leader - You guys are fucked!

Suddenly DoNaz ran in and busted the door open, hitting the leader in the back and somehow knocking him unconcious 

D - What took you so long?

Ronan and Vito stepped to the side to reveal the huge mess of broken glasses, tables and chairs and the huge Russian guy laying dead on the floor 

D - Oh. Well, sorry about that, lets just grab the money and leave this one for now. We still have the airport to go to.....

The Airport...by now daylight was upon the group and the airport was packed with people. The truck, cleary standing out, halted as a black car infront of them lowered its window, a hand appearing to motion them, the two vehicles as another car parked behind the truck, followed by an older car.

R- You won't believe the trouble it took to get here...

Boss- I'm sure it was hectic, now, on to business, is it in there?

R- Yeah, plus a little extra

Ronan was clearly pleased the public not far from them, made it hard to get away with an attack, he felt safe...for once

Boss- Here is how it goes down, Franky here is taking the truck, the car over there is your's now, in the trunk is your...reward

V- Is that it?

Boss- Heh, thats it.

V- Good, DoN, give them the keys.

DoN- Sure

As the others drove off several minutes later, Vito sat on their new vehicle ("new" being used loosely) and sighed

V- What a pain in the ass that was

R- Could have been worse, we could have died

D- True, All right, Vito I'll open the trunk, we'll check if its all there and we'll head back to Tony

V- Got it, Ronan go sit down before you pass out.

The trunk was opened and as Vito and DoN stared down, Ronan took a seat in the front seat, worn out.

OOC: Should have been "The two vehicles parked not far from the airport"

Ronan sat there and reloaded his gun while he had a chance

R - Is the money there?

V - Yeah looks like most of it

DoNaz closed the trunk and sat in the back seat while Vito walked around to the driver seat

V - I guess Im driving

Vito started the car and began driving back to the HQ

D - Man that was serious shit we got in today 

R - Yeah, see that guy in the bar, he was freaking huge, and that was great tackle Vito

V - Yeah, he must have weighed over 350lbs, and he was like seven feet tall

D - You guys really made a mess of that bar

R - Yeah, maybe we'll go back there for a drink some day eh?

The three men laughed and boasted about their shooting skills as they drove back to the HQ, they grabbed the cases of money and brought them inside and down to the basement. Ronan sat in a chair and checked his arm

R - Looks like the bleeding stopped, I should really get it stitched up

V - Want me to call the doc?

R - Naw I'll be fine

D - Holy shit theres 3,000,000 bucks in these two cases. 

R - Jeez, I wonder how much is in the trunk

V - I'll go get it

A few minutes later Vito walks in with two boxes in his arms

V - theres four more of these out in the car 

Vito and DoN carry in the boxes while Ronan sits and counts, they sit counting for a few hours and by the end Ronan has almost passed out. 

R - Ive got 7 million here

V - Ive got 9 and a half, and you Vito looks at DoN

D - 8 million

V - We'll take this up to Tony, you stay put. We'll be back with a doc in an hour.

Almost an hour later a doctor walks down to the basement to find Ronan with half a bottle of whiskey in his hand

Doc - Well, lets see that arm

Ronan holds out his arm

Doc - Yeah, you'll be fine, a few stitches and in a few days you'll gain back the blood lost. 

The doctor stitches up Ronan's arm and wraps a bandage tightly around it.

R - Thanks doc

V - Good news Ronan, you've been promoted, Tony bumped you up to Earner

A smile broke across Ronans face

R - Thanks, Im gunna head off to bed now. See you in the afternoon