Mother of God it was fucking hot today... Gaius wasn't used to this god damn heat... fucking LA. His entire families blood line was born and raised in NY. Not saying there was anything wrong, but going from a NY landscape, to an LA landscape wasn't easy.

Most loved the beaches and the ocean, but to Gaius LA was just coming up, after the big war crime in LA had come all but to a hault. The cops were slacking off now... Gaius would fucking show em.

Gaius smiled at the thought of icing the two cops sitting in the coffee shop munching on doughnuts as he walked by towards the park two blocks away. They were supposed to be watching the bank across the street, but instead were enjoying a box of doughnuts between the two of them. Fucking lazy Irish. Perhaps after he attended his Godfather's bidding he'd come back and help himself to a bank vault.

He missed the streets he ran and played on as a child, he always knew he would end up like his father, dying in some war, or like his great grandfather as a leader of his own crew. But for now he was content to sit back and enjoy life under a Godfather his family line had been with since birth, even if it was fucking hot as hell itself.

He strolled along and was continually wiping sweat from his face and neck as he did so. This fucker had better be here... he had been sent on a week long hunt for this idiot. The bastard flew every 2 hours like it was clockwork, he's bound to be carrying a load and some dough. Dough... now Gaius remember why he did in fact like LA.

He stepped up to a bench and waited, he could see the dealer sitting at a table not too far from him enjoying a smoke of his own product. Reaching into his pocket making especially careful he wasn't too suspicious looking.. feeling himself up he double checked his revolver, he'd have to be quick, icing both of them and then relieving them of there goods.

Patiently waiting he reached into his other pocket and pulled out a smoke, lighting it and remembering what it was like coming to a city with zero crime for the first time in his life. The politicians were bragging, saying they did all the work, when in fact it was merely another mob war that had wiped out an entire city. They practically begged you to take there shit. Gaius even stole a fucking purse from an old lady IN THE GOD DAMN AIRPORT. He chucked as he remembered the two fat security guards trying to run him down. Fucking idiots would catch on eventually, but not before he got his. He wanted a house in the same nieghborhood Godfather Premier was living in, with a pool.

Jesus christ a pool sounded good in this fucking heat, wiping the sweat one more time.

Ahh my man. Gaius mumbled to himself as his mark showed up and was exchanging bags with the dealer he had been keeping an eye on.

Quickly he started walking in a diangle form towards them, not wanting them to suspect until the very end, if even at all. 10 yards away he pulled a gun from his pocket and shot the mark straight between the eyes, putting two more into the dealer as a look of shock filled his face.

Gaius chuckled... two more to add to the sheet.

The dealer was gasping for air when Gaius leaned down and said "This wasn't personal, it was merely business you happened to have a product I required, and since you refused to pay taxes to my Godfather, I was allowed to remove your face from the rest of your body".

All in all a successful day, but it was definitely time to leave, and in a hurry, three shots in the middle of a fucking park on a hot ass day like today wouldn't go un noticed for long. Not to mention two bodies covered in blood.

Perhaps he'd go make a withdrawl from that bank... the cops would be busy over here in a few minutes...

What the hell man you can't just start a damn raid and not let me tag along. Gaius that was selfish.

Gio robs the bank before Gaius and laughs as he passes by him on the way out. See you at the HQ. ;)