"FUCK!" Melien grabs his shoulder as a small piece fo shrapnel flips through the meat of his shoulder. reloading his tommy as he goes, he dives behind another barrel and rips off a spray of bullets. emptying the clip in the direction of  the men, melien pulls out his pistol again and charges for the car he had shot. diving down, he rolled under the back side of the car, pulls a knife, and begins to cut open the trunk.

Aldo heard gunshots, he was in a daze from the crash. A few moments later, he falls unconsious in the drivers seat of the small limo.

Meliens knife cuts through the latch of the car and as the trunk pops open, he grabs the briefcases and heads for the exit as fast as he could go.

Oh no you fucking don't Alonzo thought.

That's my money ya son of a bitch.

Alonzo jumped from cover and began to give chase to the masked assailant.So that's what he was after. What most people didn't know was that Alonzo used to run for his local running club and most of his records are still unbeaten. Even in his late 20's Alonzo could still run faster than most youngsters out there.

Yo Tommy, you take care of Aldo, i'll go get my fucking money back.

Alonzo continued his chase. He could see him running in the distance dodging whatever obstacle in his way. Fuck this, Alonzo's shoes weren't made for running let alone giving chase in an armed pursuit. He took off his shoes whilst running hopping from one place to another. He threw the handmade shoes into the road and carried on running. Much better, his feet had alot more freedom this time and more freedom for his feet meant an instant catch for the prey. As soon as he got close enough he rugby tackled him on to the  gravel floor and headbutted him.

This is my money and there ain't gonna be no-one take this away from me.

He picked up the guy put him on his shoulders and carried him back to the others.

Tommy ran to Aldo. He slapped Aldo's face but he wouldn't come around. Feeling no other option, Tommy took the small flask from his pocket and splashed some vodka in Aldo's face

Come on! Wake up!

Aldo began to come around, Tommy looked behind himself to see Alonzo walking back towards them with the breifcase.

Ah, you got it. Who the hell was that guy?

Aldo climbs out of the wreckage of the car.

I don't know who he is, probably some thug. Let's open the briefcases.

Aldo takes one of the two briefcases and opens it, revealing five bags filled with white powder. He looks to Tommy then to Alonzo.

What the fuck is this? Are you fucking kidding me?

Alonzo put the unconscious man beside the car and took out his belt. He bound the mans wrists together enough for him to stay still.

I don't know Tommy but we'll soon find out..

Alonzo turned his attention to the freshly scarred Aldo who was staring in disbelief at the briefcases.

Woah, woah, woah where's the fucking money?

What money, why do you have two suitcases of cocaine in your trunk?

Aldo grasped the hilt of his .38 inside of his jacket. With his other hand, he pulls out a pocketknife, puts some of the coke on the knife, and licks it.

It's ours.

He looks to tommy.

What do we do?

Then he turns to face Alonzo.

You better not be thinking what i'm thinking!

 Alonzo rested his hand on his holster and got ready for a showdown with Aldo. Where did the coke come form Alonzo wondered there must be another insider.

Listen, guys. Lets not get ahead of ourselves why the fuck would I steal your coke when im going to have a perfectly legit deal with you .And explain how I could do that i've been by both your sides since the very fucking beginning.

He took his gun out slowly and took out the chamber along with the bullets from both guns.

If I wanted to kill you I could have done so at anytime, remember that.

Alonzo made an unwise choice if these guys didn;t believe him and decided to shoot him then he'd have no weapon to defend himself with. Alonzo still doesn't know why he did it, but there was definitely an element of trust in the air.

Aldo pulled the .38 from his jacket but kept it at his side.

Why wouldn't you. If the deal went wrong, then if you got some extra coke from the deal if it was canceled, then you'd win. You could've had your men take it from there to Vegas, too bad that dumb fuck didn't take it out of his trunk. Now we're sitting here, with two suitcases of OUR cocaine, in the trunk of one of YOUR thug's cars.

Only in America. 

Tommy turns and paces down the empty road from the airport, ranting in Italian. After a few minutes he returns.

Listen, guys. I trust both of you. Aldo, don't get jumpy. Alozo, I've given you many chances and despite this ... eh ... mix-up, we'll call it, I'll give you another. We leave this man here, alive, so he can tell his boss, whoever it might be, that we are not to be fucked with. 

He ponders for a second

Or, we could make him take us to his boss. Nah, that'll definitly get us killed. We'll take him to the other rat, kill both 'em together. What do you guy's think?

Aldo leans over and examines the man that alonzo took hostage.

No, he looks like one of us. We can't kill him. Too much killing would come of it. Alonzo's thug ratted us out, I just say we take our coke and leave.

Aldo stands the man up and unties him. Then he picks up the two briefcases and looks at Tommy.

Alonzo readied his fist just incase the man tried lashing out at him. When he realised that the man was in Aldo's grasp he relaxed a little bit and the tension faded away.

We need to get a new ride. NOW! Feds are going to be here any minute soon just look at the place. We don't have time for a fucking picnic lets scram. I know my trust you two had for me is now complete nilch you have to belive me when I say we gotta go. 

Just then Alonzo heard the sound of police sirens coming from a distance but if they didn't get out of there soon; history would soon repeat itself.

Tommy glanced at Aldo then at the suitcasses. He grabbed a case in each hand and headed back to the airport. 

We can't handle the cops again, if we're caught after what happened earlier we're done for. If you wanna go after the snitch be my guest, but I'm layin' low for tonight at least.

Same with me.

Aldo catches up with Tommy and pulls him into a nearby diner.

Here, hold on.

Aldo called for arrangements at a local motel, and looked out the window to see a police car pull up casually to the crash. Then he leaned over to Tommy's ear.

I scored two cases of their cash before we left, it's back at the headquarters. This is the place, it's about a block from here.

Alonzo began to get nervous when Aldo peered into tommies ear. What if they were planning to get rid of him. Shit! Alonzo thought. He turned around facing the other way and took out his guns and placed the cartridges back into the gun. He slowly took the gun off safety and holstered the gun again. He was hoping he wouldn't have to use it. But desperate measures times call for desperate measures. He decided to get their attention back. 

So what's the plan, you guys going to go back to Chicago or are we going to get the snakey snitch.

Aldo leans out of the open diner window.

We're going back to chicago. The snitch was your problem in the first place, but you have more to worry about than that!

Aldo points to the police car pulled up behind Alonzo, then closes the diner's window.

Alonzo chuckled

You guys must be taking the fucking piss

He took out both his pistols from their holsters and aimed both his guns at the mens faces. 

I let you use my boss's jet, let you use my family's guns and vehicle. And you think I don't know about the stolen money. I had two men follow you one of them was the snitch. I'll allow that, but you didn't about the other guy did you. Don't worry I got a couple of guys to get the money back and it's safe. I can't say the same for your lot though. Mind you I was going to put a 9mm bullet right in the back of your heads and and dump you in a local river after we took care of the snitch. But guess I should deal with you now eh! 

Got the money back... He broke into our headquarters... Aldo looks to Tommy.

They robbed our headquarters... Shit.

Aldo pulled out his belt, in which a Thompson 1928 without a clip dropped from his pants, he loaded a drum into it and took cover under the window.

Tommy, get down, at least these walls are brick.

Aldo popped up and sprayed a 10 shot flechette in Alonzo's direction, then quickly went back behind cover.

How the hell did they get away. Alonzo dived out of the way and into cover on the other side of the wall. He placed his back on it and took several fast-paced breaths and crouched under the windows. He checked his belt. He has one last grenade left. He took off the safety and counted to five. He finally threw it in the window and sprinted towards the entrance. He waited for the grenade to explode so he can sneak up on them and finish them off if he didn't so already. He was hoping they still thought he was behind the window.