Joseph walks out of his apartment ( which is on the third floor ) he locks the door behind him, Joe begins to walk down the stairs he comes to the door on the bottom floor it has a small glass window so you can see outside of the building. The street is busy full of people on the move in a fast city Joe buttons his trench coat and checks his coat pocket to make sure his gun is secured right he is about to walk out when he hears a woman yell for him it is his landlord Connie Alioto she is a 65 year old woman with no kids or family she sounds worried.

Connie: Mr. Alpinista i am so glad i caught you before you left i have a problem and i wanted to see if you could help me with it ( Joseph nods in agreement ) well i don't have enough to pay my property taxes this month and i was wondering if you could loan me some money i swear i will you pay you back in a month it is only five hundred dollars.

Joseph: OK but if you don't pay me back in a month you will have to pay me seven fifty back and each additional month it will go up another two fifty alright ( She agrees to the Loan )

Joe reaches into his pocket and pulls out a roll of one hundred dollar bills he counts out five of them and hands them to Connie she thanks him and walks away Joe puts the roll back into his pocket he checks his coat and then walks outside onto Mulberry Street a gust of cold wind hits him in the face chills run down his back he reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a pair of gloves he puts them on and starts walking down the street. Joe passes some union workers on break outside a local coffee house they are smoking he continues walking the coldness makes the street seem longer, Joe is greeted along the way by people that know him from around the neighborhood he is also greeted by some of his fellow Wise Guys. Joseph reaches his destination a Cafe call Roberto's he walks up a couple steps and walks inside he wipes his feet on a welcome mat and takes his gloves off inside there are some people sitting around tables smoking reading the paper one of the headlines read " Europe gearing up for the next war " some Jazz music is playing but it is so low Joe cant make out who it is, Joe walks over to table wear his friend Robert Costello is sitting Joe sits down Robert is reading a paper he sits it on the table and begins a conversation with Joseph.

Robert: So what going on

Joseph: That stuff you gave me was not that good I'm lucky my guys in Phili did not ice my ass

Robert: Hey there was nothing wrong with it

Joseph: OK well next time you fly your blond  ass over there yourself g'head i want to see what happens

Robert: Alright i will make sure it is better this time

Joseph: Better fucking be alright lets do this now before i change my mind

Robert lifts a briefcase from the underneath him he gives it to Joseph, Joseph reaches into his inside pocket and pulls out an envelope and sits on the table Robert grabs it and slips it into his coat they get up from the table Joseph puts his gloves back on they hug and part ways. Joseph walks out of the Cafe and Across the street to a payphone to check is flight out he sits his case down and grabs the phone before he can start to dial he feels The hard press of a gun on his back Joseph closes his eyes and swallows hard waiting for whoever it is to pull the trigger the feeling disappears Joseph opens his eyes and turns around there is nobody there Joe checks to make sure his case is there it is he walks out of the phone booth and ask some people about to walk across the street if they had seen someone behind him they ignore him Joseph walks back to the phone and calls the airport but the whole time he wonders about who it was.