I pulled up to an alley in Jersey City, where A scheduled us to meet. And unsurprisingly he was late.
I figured he could either be 5 minutes late or 45 minutes late so I sat in the car with the radio on until he decided to show up.
10 minutes later a black Suv pulled around the corner of the alley and stopped in the center, I could hear the muffled sound of Mexican music coming from the cab.
Then A stepped out of the Car with his usual red coat on, he wore it every single say wether it was spring, summer or winter. Damn thing had to be at least 10 years old.
"Your late as usual" I said
"I got stuck in traffic bro" said A
"Sure you did, and I also assume that you had to stop for a soda too right?" I said
"Yeah bro, I was thirsty."
"Whatever you say, just show me the hardware." I said
"You got it M!" Said A
We walked behind his SUV and he threw open the back door. Inside was an armory of weapons. Everything from handguns to light machine guns.
"Damn A, you never cease to amaze me." I said
"I've got all of your killing needs man!" A said "Take your pick."
I looked through the supply of guns. I started with a standard 1911 slide pistol and an m4 assault rifle along with a couple mags for the m4 and some clips for the 1911.
"That's all I need" I said "what do I owe ya?"
"I'll take 1,500 and call it even" said A
"Deal" I said
As I reached in my wallet to get the cash to pay him, I heard tires screech behind me.
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Phychosis
ActionAfter a deal goes south and leaves Marcus Gormleys brother James dead on the streets of Hoboken, Marcus sets out on a quest for vengeance while slowly going psychotic. Will he finally find closure? Or will he go off the deep end?
