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Damien 126.

It was getting dark by the time I drove to the location Vito sent me. I parked and opened the box Michael had given me to take out the gun inside.

It was a silver desert eagle, eight round capacity and each bullet is fifty calibre and armor piercing round. I could smell that it was recently well oiled. It was a big and heavy gun but it was effective.

I took an extra clip with me before I got out of the car. The place was an old coffee shop that was still on business but the customers were all either middle aged or old. I, Michael and Jackson were the only young people and we stood out.

It was quiet except for a few murmurs and loud sipping of coffee. Vito was a sitting with his back to the wall, alone with a brewing cup in his front. I walked to his table and took a seat.

Jackson and Michael sat together at a different table being on the look out. I had briefed them earlier about how sneaky Vito can be.

I watched him balefully as he sipped his cof