Smash! The glass had shattered into a million pieces. Charles knew this wasn't good. Suddenly a swarm of Italians had dominated his small apartment complex. After a second of disbelief he felt a sharp pain as he had been stabbed by an unforgiving villain. Right before he blacked out he saw the drug stash he had been bribed to transport had been broken into, and stolen out into the dark alleyways of lower Manhattan. He had been beaten to death by a hired assassin. A sad ending to a important man. But this was just the beginning.A swift blow from a metal baseball bat was all to bring lil' Paul down. Knocked out cold, the assassination began. As Yasen entered the loud and bright nightclub, silence appeared as he pulled out an extremely terrifying Uzi machine gun from under his faded jacket. Suddenly shots appeared as he took down every Italian in sight. After he fired he suddenly vanished into the city through a snowy alleyway, desperate for his pay.
After a hard days work at the office, Antonio felt like he needed a vacation. Not today. The big game was on. The mavericks were playing the Bulls. He had two tickets to this basketball fantasy. Him and Joel were going - never to return. Unknowing that this would be the last time he saw his wife and kids, he jumped into the car. The Adrenalin-pumping arena was ten minutes away. A thin blanket of snow gave Antonio goosebumps. Three minutes away, he asked Joel what a specific switch on the steering wheel was for. Joel took his final breath and flicked the switch. The Rolls Royce burst into a ball of flames, so high that the planes above them felt the sudden wave of heat. The final assassination was over. And so was Antonio and Joel
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