Chapter 2
Back To Business
Michael: Okay, man, sorry. Where're we supposed to meet them?
Loren: Right over there, come on!
Michael: Hey guys. Antonio, what's up?
Antonio: There's a gun shipment coming in at the docks tonight, and that means big bucks.
Roberto: Sorry, Mike. Can't make it. It's mine and Cindy's anniversary. By the way, could I use your room tonight? My bed's not big enough.
Michael: Yeah, sure. But you gotta wash the sheets.
Roberto: No problem, man, no problem. Thanks. Later, guys.
Antonio: Anyway, the shipment should be in at ten at Pier 7. We shouldn't have to be heavily armed, because they're only skinheads.
Michael: Are you guys gonna stay here, or come back with us?
Luigi: I think we'll stay here; we still got some unfinished business.
Angelo: We'll probably be back around seven for dinner.
Loren: Mike, we gotta split, 'cause Robin doesn't like it if I don't get back too quickly.
Then we hopped into the car and sped off. Loren's driving of course, 'cause I can't do two things at once.
Robin Kennedy is Loren's fiancee. They'll be getting married in July. I personally think that they need more time to think it over, but it's their life.
Loren: Hey Mike! Look over there! It's a gang fight over at the park, and they're beating on a little kid.
Michael: Pull over, and let's give 'em some manners.
We calmly strode over to the beating. When we were close enough, I pulled out my 9 mm Beretta and shot into the air. The punks got scared, and it seemed as though they were shitting bricks.
Loren: Now it's time to see how good you really fight.
Loren and I leaped into the air and landed knees first into the punks' stomachs. We threw some others to the ground and pounded the living shit out of them. After that, we took their wallets and other stolen goods.
Michael: Hey, little buddy, you okay?
Small Kid: Yeah, thanks a lot. Who are you guys?
Michael: We're not to be messed around with.
Loren and I walked away with about $53 in cash and a couple of Rolexes. Looks like those freaks were a bunch of wimps.