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Karl:Get down! Mason:Why? K:Coz in a minute they will start shooting.. M:It’s all a big misunderstanding.They cant’t just.. Mason falls to the ground at the sound of bullets whizzing by and going straight at him with every passing second. K:I did tell you.. M:Yeah,but why would they?How can they?They can’t touch me.I am one of them.I need to get to Larson and explain everything to him. He will get it.. K:Will he?. M:Yeah.I always worked for him and he knows me. K:Yeaaaaah,but you also know how much he loves money and here you are on the run with a lot,a lot of his money. Now,am I wrong or there were others on the run with his money? M:Yeah but,they planned it and he caught up and gave them what they deserved.I did not know what was in the trunk. K:Oh yeah. I am sure he will sit there,listen to your story,say it’s ok and let you go.Right..After he puts one of his signature bullets in your brain.What’s done,is done. You have to run now or you will be a dead man...

   I heard this asshole is gonna be in the club tonight. People at the entrance said he did come here but a while ago and I was just hoping,this time,this time he won’t get away from me. As I made my way through the sweaty crowd,I was already feeling lost. Crowd was morphing into a wave,sea of people,faces and just like the sea the whole place was filled with energy. Bright vivid lights and the blaring,blasting music.It was like a tribal ceremony,like savages gone wild,or sping break,yeah,more like spring break. As I kept going,I saw him!Sone of a bitch!That asshole is not getting away again. I got my gun out right there,right then.I took my aim,this was it,right in the head,say good night.    People started screaming. For a second,I was confused as to why,what was happening?Oh yeah,I guess it’s my gun,whatever..I took the shot,it had to be done.I am not loosing him again!I shoot. He heard the screams,saw me and ducked. Are you kidding me?He started run...