Nine minutes forty-eight seconds later the two vehicles pulled up outside the Marathon station.
"What can I say? It's a gift," said Bernard, smirking as he got out of the car.
A tall square jawed man wearing a leather jacket similar to Henrys, approach them in the parking lot.
"What's the plan boss?" asked Jackie.
Henry looked back and forth between them for a few moments. "How are you in a fight?"
"I grew up on the streets, trading punches with people
fighting to survive. I'm not very good with guns, but if its a brawl
you're after I can oblige you."
Henry nodded and looked at Jackie questioningly.
Jackie looked doubtful for a moment, and said slowly, "I didn't see any guns-"
"Perfect," said Henry. "Here's the plan. Jackie you and me
will go over a couple blocks, then start heading for the club making a
lot of noise along the way. Orco, you give us a couple minutes then head
up this block here, I think its Macksville ave. when you get to Paris
Avenue you should see the club on your left. We'll distract those tiny
dick goat head mother fuckers, while they're getting ready for us you
come up behind and knock them the fuck out."
"Then all we have to do just get the van full of highly explosive materials to a safe location."
Bernard what slightly taken aback by this statement, but
before he could respond Henry slapped him on the arm and said, "Good
luck Orco, see you on the other side," and gunned his bike loudly and
took off.
Bernard sighed and said, "I have to stop hanging around criminals."
He got back in his Mustang and started slowly heading up Macksville ave.
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