About ten minutes. The docks are by the airport.

Aldo gunned the pedal and made it to the airport in less than ten minutes, he got out and strided to the desk. He talked to the clerk for a moment and went back to the car.

Hurry up guys, plane takes off in ten minutes. Unless any of you know how to aviate.

Just phoned my boss and he's agreed to let us take his plane. The pilot should be in the waiting for us, I called ahead. Figured we'd need a quiet rest while we get there. So how about it?

Ok.

Aldo rips the tickets in half, and gets back into his car. He drives to the airfield gates and pries them open.

Ok. Lets go.

Aldo drives to the private jet, gets out, and climbs up the stairs.

Come on guys, plane's waiting!

Aldo goes to the back, raids the liquor cabinet, and pops open a bottle of champagne.

Alonzo climbed up the stairs and sat in a white recliner chair with gold outlines and the families intitals embedded in blood red on the head rest. He lied back and asked the waitress for a glass of water. And gave her a cheeky slap on the cheek as she walked away. The plane began to take off the runway and Alonzo began to fall asleep as the next couple of hours were most likely going to scar him for life.

Tommy sat comfortably in his chair as the plane took off, he almost drifted off to sleep when suddenly his eyes shot open. 

Shit, I forgot to stock up on ammo. You guys know where I could get some?

Search the drawers, the floor, the bathroom. Anywhere where a secret compartment could be. That might help.

Aldo opened his eyes and looked at tommy.

When we get to vegas, you can stock up there.

Alonze, woke up at the sudden outburst from Tommy.

Don't worry about that, as soon as the plane lands we'll go over to the cargo where there's a special space for all the families 'gear'. There's plenty of brand new shit in there that hasn't been touched. Just incase. In the meantime, I suggest we all try to get some sleep, we've got a rough couple of hours coming up and I doubt their going to be friendlier than our previous company.

Alright then. I'll stock up when we land

He yawns

And I could do with a nap. 

2 Hours later and the pretty assistant in blue took to the front of the plane with a microphone in her hand and began to speak.

O.K. gentlemen, may I have your attention please? The plane is beginning is final desecent in the city of Vegas, we hope you had a pleasant flight but we'd like to ask for one last request. We'd like you to put on your seatbelts as soon as you see the red light above my head begin to flash which should be in the next couple of minutes.  As soon as the plane lands you'll be free to get your luggage if you had any as soon the plane lands in it's hangar. We've hired a limousine to be your chauffeur and we hope to see you again. Thank youuuuu!

Alonzo began to stir at the womans flirty voice and finally woke up when he began to address the men behind him.

Guys, get ready we're nearly there. I don't wanna have to work with half-asleep goons, even if one of you is a capo, haha.

Tommy stetched out and looked around the plane. They were just stopping outside the hanger and through the window he could see a black limousine with two men dressed in sharp black suits standing beside it. 

Wow, more hired muscle. Where the hell do all these guys come from? 

The three men left the aeroplane after Alonzo got to flirt a little with the hostess. Tommy went straight for the backdoor of the limo and gave a polite smile to the driver

We'll go to the hotel first, please

Aldo looks towards one of the thugs.

You seem familiar. Do I know you from anywhere?

Alonzo finished with his little err.. business meeting and went over to join the rest of the guys in the limo.

Shit the guns.

Alonzo stepped out of the limo and went over to the jets cargo bay. He opened it up and to his luck the it was full to the brim. Rows and rows of guns ranging from Rocket-Launchers to handguns to grenades. The choices were endless. He picked up an assault rifle and weighed it in his hands. This should do he thought. He strapped the gun round his back and began looking for another weapon. He noticed a sub-machine gun in the top corner just waiting to be picked up. Perfect! He picked that up and laid it on the floor beside his feet. He went over to the handguns section and picked it up two glocks along with grenades and tied it on his belt and placed the handguns guns in his trousers. He picked up the smg from the floor, cocked it and put it to safety. Lastly, he picked up some ammo and placed them in a suitcase for now. 
He went away from the plane and entered the limo looking Rick rambo with a suit. He waited paitently for Tommy and Aldo to pick their guns.

This is gonna be fun!

He thought 

Alonzo's guard just looked and stared at Aldo.

Errrmmm.. I doubt it, you see i'm err.. new to this town from Italy, and err... my dad... is from err.. England and soo... yh... I doubt that we've met before.

Alonzo, told him to shut up and get into the driver's seat, thank god that guy ain't president. 

Yo Aldo, you should check out the guns.

No, I'm good on that, still am armed as well as I need be.

Aldo quickly stands as much as he can in the car.

QUICK! EVERYONE OUT! BOMB!

Everyone scrambles out of the car and gathers outside of it.

There was no bomb, but there was vermin.

Aldo pulls out his .38, approaches the driver, and shoots him point blank three times in the chest and stomach.

There, I'll drive, I've been here before. 

As the rest got into the car, Aldo drove off, and started driving on the highway into Vegas.

from his spot on a roof, Melien watches the car ddrive in towards the city. he didn't know why, but he'd been told to stop the car and take the two briefcases from whoever was inside. he hated working on no info, but the boss said "do this" and so he did.

"son of a bitch, they must be in a pretty fuckin' hurry" he observes.

pulling a longbarreled rifle from next to him, he takes care ful aim, and shoots out the front right tire of the car. a quick ratchet of the bolt, and a bullet goes through the right rear tire.

SHIT!

The front right tire blows and Aldo tries his best to stay on the road, he turns a corner and smashes into a way too sturdy lightpole.

Good thing this is Alonzo's, not mine. You two alright?

Tommy stumbled out of the car, dazed to be an understatement 

Yeah, I think so. What the hell did you hit?

Alonzo jumped out of his car, and began searching himself for any wounds. Nothing. He looked up fearing that the assassin would still be firing. He whipped out his pistol and clapsed it in both hands. 

Think there's another family on to us man. I could tell the sound of a bullet from anywhere and SHIT! This was the boss's favourite car aswell! 

He ducked down and began to inspect the damage of the car from the safety of the bonnet.

We're gonna have to abandon this, and hijack another car. And i'm going to have to buy the boss a new car. And a new fucking driver.

Alonzo took a deep breath and sighed

You guys are nothing but trouble! 

as he comes out of the building he shot from, melien is firing from a tommy, trying to keep the men who were in the car pinned down. after running a clip through his tommy, he pulled his pistol and dove for cover.  peeking over the barrel he was hiding behind, melien fired careful shots, attempting to hit one of the men. he couldn't see who, if anyone, he had hit, but he thought he heard a grunt of pain.

A barrage of gunfire put the men in cover in front of the car. Alonzo stood up and ran towards the next car. He put his pistol in it's holster and took out his rifle. Who da fuck is this guy, Alonzo thought, either way he's dead. He threw a grenade in the air and shot it whilst mid-air. An explosion occured and Alonz used it as a distraction and moved to the next set of cars and inside a hangar. From there, he aimed down the scope of the gun and fired. ONCE, TWICE THREE times at the cars fuel tank. Causing the car to fling up in the air and barrel-roll and exposed the assassin. He tried to finish him off but his gun jammed. 

SHIT! ALDOO TOMMYYY, SHOOT HE'S GETTING AWAY I CAN'T SHOOT HIM FROM HERE WITH MY PISTOLS. 

The man who's previously been firing, ducked in to the shadows and waited for his next moment.