Walking down the road, James reaches in his pocket. "Good" he mumbled under his breath, the wad of hundreds was still there. Making his way to this new connects house, he wondered how this would go down. Usually he would buy a few ounces of marijuana and then go back and sell them throughout the city for a higher price.

However since the recent police chief was instated, it seemed like more drug dealers were being thrown in the slammer than ever. He would have to be careful. Looking over his shoulders to make sure he wasn't being tailed, James ducks into a side alley and strolls on up to a group of people. Recognizing one of them James nods and says,

"Hey Silvio, you heard of this new guy as well then? I hear he's got some good shit, but I don't know whether to trust him or not. It's good seeing a familiar face here, that's for sure."

Silvio stands in the circle of people awaiting the arrival of the new dealer, and lights up a smoke. Seeing a familiar face stroll up to the group, Silvio turns to James and says,
"Hi James good seeing you here as well, yes I heard of that new guy and since my ordinary dealer died I thought of trying him but I am not sure if we can trust him yet."

Keeping his hand in his pocket, James watches as the new guy in town pulls out a duffel bag full of mary jane. Leaning forward slightly to get a good look, James smiles. Looked legitimate enough to him. Handing over the wad of cash, James reaches in and grabs what he paid for. Looking over to Silvio he smiles and says

"Well, I'll wait for you. Maybe we can go get some beer after this, relax and whatnot."

Waiting for Silvio to be done, James lights up a cigar and tucks away the bag of marijuana. It wouldn't be the wisest thing ever to go out into the street without concealing it.

Silvio waits for James to finish then heads to the dealer"You got anything in your back alley for me, I am much more interested in some coke, and I will pay good."
The dealer looks over him and decides he's worthy, but doesn't want to do the deal in front of all of the others. With a quick simple, "Follow me," they walk off into an alley. Lifting up a lid on what appeared to be an empty box, the dealer grabs a bag of cocaine and hefts it out.
Eyes going wide at the sight of that amount of cocaine, Silvio begins to count the bills, and nods saying "I will take them all, here's the money." Slotting away the bag in a pocket on the inside of his jacket, Silvio heads back to where James was waiting for him.

Standing around waiting, James makes small talk with the other people there. Finally seeing Silvio and the dealer emerge from the alley, he smiles and jerks his head towards the exit.

"Alright man lets get out of here, I'd like to stash this stuff at my place before we go out for some drinks. It wouldn't be smart to go out and get busted with this shit."

Heading towards his apartment with Silvio, James has an uneasy feeling. He felt like they were being followed, but despite his frequent shoulder checks, he could see nobody. Shrugging it off, they walk inside and hide the drugs under James' bed.

"Alright, now that I'm a bit more comfortable... where would you like to go?"

Not feeling comfortable either, Silvio looks at James and says, "Do you have a back door, here?" Shifting from side to side and peeking out of the blinds he continues, "I am not feeling comfortable and I think someone was stalking us, we can use a back door and take your car to anywhere we need to go."
Ducking out the back door, Silvio gets into James car and wipes the sweat off of his forehead. "I feel much better now that we're on our way out."

(To be continued.)

Driving off onto a practically empty street, James pulls out a cigar and lights it, blowing smoke rings out of the window. Turning his head to face Silvio, while keeping an eye on the road, he offers him one.

"Nothing like some fine tobacco to soothe the nerves. You feel like going somewhere laid back, or party central? I know two places that are excellent, and one of them is laid back, the other... not so much."

Pulling off into the business district, James parks the car and snuffs out his cigar, putting it back into its case for later. Checking his collar in the mirror of the car, he pulls out a tiny bottle of cologne and squirts it twice, filling the air with an excellent aroma. Looking up to Silvio he nods and says,

"So pal, what'll it be?"

Silvio takes and lights the cigar, and turns his head James
"Thanks man, I agree. Nothing much better than being around some old friends, and puffing on a fine cigar."
Silvio takes another puff from the cigar as the car comes to a halt. Smirking to himself as James makes sure he's suitable, Silvio scrunches his nose at the smell of the cologne.
"Damn man, you must have paid a fortune for that. I can smell it from over here and that was only two squirts! I'd prefer going to a laid back place, my nerves are still a bit on edge, and I don't think I could handle being jostled around by some punk at a club."

Breathing in deep trying to calm his nerves to a complete standstill, James smiles and heads off into the business district alongside Silvio. Making a few turns here and there, not appearing to know where they were going, James stops in front of a door in the middle of an alley.

"We're here," James comments to Silvio, laughing at his quizzical look. "Don't worry, the inside is far more impressive."

Knocking on the door three times, pausing a few seconds, and knocking seven more times, James speaks up and says "Trolls in a tantrum cause terrible trouble."

Looking over to Silvio, James busts out laughing and explains "Secret code, this place isn't for any ol' sleezebag."

Stepping inside into a highly decorated bar, James takes a seat and pulls out a stool for Silvio. Ordering two shots of rum each, James walks over to the jukebox and puts on an old classic. Nodding to the music, and taking his shots James smacks his lips together and slides Silvio down his alcohol.

Silvio takes his alcohol from the bar and shoots it down his throat in one breath, smiling at the tingling sensations caused from the vodka. Pulling out a pack of cigarette's, Silvio lights one and flicks another to James.
"It wasn't just me, was it? I mean I wasn't the only one getting the feeling that we were being followed? I don't know, maybe I was just being paranoid."
Ordering another round for both himself and James, Silvio taps his finger impatitiently on the bar, obviously distraught with worry.

Odd walks up to James and Silvio

I run a theater in Philly, goes by the name of SPIRIT Theater. Bring your show there and I'll pay for the advert in the Detroit Chronicle

Let me know, numbers on the back.

Catching the cigarette smoothly, and lighting it with a swift flick of his lighter, James frowns slightly and runs his hand through his hair, wondering how to play this out. Thinking to himself how awful it would be if someone knew they were selling drugs, he drinks down another drink of vodka, turning to Silvio

"You're not paranoid man, I was getting that feeling too. Even tobacco and alcohol aren't soothing my nerves, this is highly unusual. I've had piss awful days at work before and usually this cures anything, but for some reason I just can't shake the feeling we're in the wrong place tonight."

Standing up, stumbling slightly and streching, James walks into the bathroom to freshen up, splashing water on his face. Not helping but to overhear the men in the corner, James hears "Yeah, I heard this new guy in town was actually a rat, working with the police or some shit like that." Instantly feeling all color drain from his face, James rushes out and grabs Silvio by the collar, not bothering with a lengthy explanation, "We're going back, now."

Suddenly being yanked by the collar, Silvio yelps in surprise, throwing down one last shot before being dragged outside. Not fully liking the explanation from James, Silvio snaps
"Would you hold on a minute and explain to me what's wrong? And where is it we're going back to?"
Entering the car he waits for an explanation as he looks back in awe at the smoke left behind James' car from him pulling out so fast, deciding it was best to buckle up Silvio does so, and with a slight "Ahem!" he gets James attention.

Peeling out of the parking spot as fast as his car would allow, James looks over to Silvio and decides it would be better off to not explain what he heard in the bathroom. Driving along the road he hears a sharp "AHEM!" and looks to see Silvio tapping his fingers anxiously on the windowsill.

"We're headed back to my house, I think we were followed... Worse yet, I think that drug dealer was a cop... How prepared are you to commit murder tonight?"

Feeling his stomach gurgle, Silvio takes a deep breath, hardly showing surprise,
"I knew something like this was happening, I knew it! I think we shall change our destination to the dealer's alley, I am sure your house is watched as well as mine and I won't let him go with what he have done."
Silvio takes two cigarettes out and offers James one then lights his.
"I think he shall pay for this, don't you think so?")

Feeling his stomach gurgle, Silvio takes a deep breath, hardly showing surprise,
"I knew something like this was happening, I knew it! I think we shall change our destination to the dealer's alley, I am sure your house is watched as well as mine and I won't let him go with what he have done."
Silvio takes two cigarettes out and offers James one then lights his.
"I think he shall pay for this, don't you think so?"

Taking his cigarette with slightly shaky hands he barely misses a car in the oncoming lane, kindly giving the car a choice finger in response to the shouting. Taking a few deep breathes James looks up and says bluntly,

"I'm pretty sure someone is at my house, we're closer than you thought," pointing up Silvio follows James' finger to his apartment, seeing movement from behind the veneer blinds. "We have to go up there and take him out... You up for it? If you're not tell me right now and you can head home with no hard feelings."

Looking at James in a sarcastic way Silvio smirks and replies, "Are you kidding me? Since when I am not up for some shooting? You know my bloody desires, so let's just do it."

Silvio takes his gun out and puts the silencer"We don't want to wake the whole neighborhood."

Tucking his gun into his pocket, silencer already equipped James gets out of the car and walks quickly around to the back entrance, noticing his door had been kicked in. Motioning for Silvio to be silent, he nudges the door open with his foot. Entering quietly they begin to scout out each room, guns held out forward.

"Alright, there's only one room left... my room, where the stashes are. I'm gonna go in and if I don't come out in ten seconds, come in after me!"