"Sorry." I said to the guy I bumped into. He looked like a Greek God. He is about 6'1. I felt like a midgit with him standing infront
of me. I could get lost in his hazel orbs. Biceps bulging out his his expensive Armani suit. He gave off a dang...
"Stop smiling like a pussy would you." I said to Allessio. He went out last night and came back smiling like kid who got a visit from santa. "It's nothing." I saw right through his lie but I decided not to push it. When Allessio gets comfortable with you , you will become good friends. Our friendship started from kindergarden and has lasted until this day. He had abusive parents and my dad made him move in with us. When we turned ten my dad made us train so I was gonna be leader while he would become my second in command. "Get your ass up we have work to do." We have a meeting with Alejandro Cesar Pedro Velazquez, Mexico's most popular drug lord. I wanted another drug supplier to do business with. The one I have already is acting like a pussy with late deliveries and not getting the exact amount . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~after meeting~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On our way home I had this feeling I just couldn't put my mind to it so I let it slide. "Hey you smell that?" Allessio started sniffing the air. A strong odor of gas was in the air. A nagging feeling in my guts was telling me to pull over.
The front of my brand new Maserati Alfier was smoking. I lifted the hood of my car and pissed wasn't what you would want to describe me. A bomb was planted right on top of my engine that would explode in ten fucking seconds.
"Fuck! Run!" I shouted to Allessio who picked up my pace running as far as we can away from the car.
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Smoke danced across the empty night sky. As I stared at the remains of what used to be my car thoughts of who could do this but the question eating me up inside was which enemy did I pick up on my tail now.
A black SUV pulled up to the side of the road. Two masked figures dressed in all black came out. "Find them. They're around here somewhere." My hand found its way to my handgun. I took the suppressor out of my shoe and screwed it on my gun. Allessio did the same . We both nod our heads as an ok to aim after a head.
Both men fell down on the ground. We searched the car but got no information on who sent them. Allessio and I drove it away from the lonely highway we were on. We weren't stupid to drive it home because trackers might be in it. I rang up Thomas , my mechanic, to fetch us a new car on the way so he should be here any minute now.
