not as planned

Time has been going slower than ever, we've been waiting for about three hours for victor to receive a call from one of the clowns. "What the hell is taking so long victor, something isn't right." "Please, one time ive waited over 24 hours for a job." "is that right, and what kind of job are we doing today? "Cocaine, can you handle it?" "I never fail vic." Finally we get the long awaited phone call. "Come to the big tent, theres two brief cases with the money in it, this better be worth the money victor." I snatch the phone from vic, "listen here you clown, we have been waiting for three hours very patiently, so please don't give me the bullshit speech about it better be worth the money." "very well then, who are you by the way?" "im johnny guliano, bitch." "Wow, well done rook. talking like that will get you places. hopefully you can back up what you say." "i can handle my own." Victor reaches for something in his bag, he hands me 9 millimeter pistol. "its not much but it will get you out of sticky situations." "Were not about to get into a sticky situation are we?" "Johnny, everyday our job is a sticky situation, its supplies like this that get us out of them." So we walk across the street to the carnival, as we cross i get a look from an old dirty drunk with a disgusting wife beater thats soaked with throw up. We walk up to the tint, i search frantically for the brief cases but cant find them. as im looking i run into a clown with two brief cases at his feet. "you must be johnny" "you must be the clown that i talked to on the phone." "indeed, where are your brief cases?" "right here clown." "you know you dont have to be such an asshole victor. its not my fault we were late on the call." "Its always your fault when youre late is it not?" "dont give me that lip johnny, i dont even know you." I reach for a cigarette in my pocket to help calm myself down before i lose my cool. I reach for it, then all of the sudden the clowns pull at pieces and fire at victor and I, i quickly snag the clowns brief cases and run for dear life. "Johnny! shoot at them!" I pull at my 9 mil, and open fire on the three clowns. i fire 3 bullets, each clown got one to the head and i run like hell. The gun fight couldnt have happened at a better time, as we were escaping the food trailer bursted into flames creating a diversion from the fact that three clowns just got bullets in their heads. I run out to the street and Nikolav is across the street. I run for the car and notice the drunk. "what the hell was explosion?" he muttered. "The food trailer caught on fire. have i met you before?" "I dont think so, my name is richard wayne." "well isnt that neat, i better be getting on my way." JOHNNY! JOHNNY! HURRY YOUR FAT ASS UP!" I run and hop in Nikolav"s black sports car. "What the hell were you doing, hes a witness to what we just did." "Shut up vic, hes to drunk to even talk." "I heard shots fired, what the hell happened with you two?" "Johnny saved our lives, and got their money and they didnt even get the coke." "How is this possible?" "Well the clowns pulled pieces on us as we were about to make the exchange, so i grabbed the suitcases while they werent looking, then vic told me to shoot, so i fired three bullets and all three clown got one to the head." "Holy shit, we could have used you in the spetsnaz special forces back when ussr was around." "Well i guess im a natural when it comes down to it, but where do we go from here?" "let me find out." Nikolav calls someone on his phone, they have a long conversation in russian. "im going to take victor home then you and i will go to the 26 hour diner." "wait why i am going home?" "because i said so, do you have a problem with that." "not at all." so we take victor to his apartment at finch pointe. "Now that hes gone we can go talk real business with kolya." "who's kolya?" "He's an ex special forces like myself, and hes who i report to." "sounds good, cant wait to meet him." We pull up at the diner and for once in my life i feel nervous. "Nikolav so nice to see you, ah and this must be my badass killer." "yes sir, my name is johnny guliano." "i know who you are, i was the one behind the idea of kidnapping you and bringing you into this business, so i hear you killed three clowns with three bullets from a 9 mil, and also brought back my coke and their money. is this true?" Yes sir, im sorry i had to shoot my way out." "nonsense, you did what had to be done, and i like people who do that, and the fire from the food stand burned up the clowns bodies so it will be undetectable, youre covered." "O thank god, well what about victor?" "we have reasons to believe that victor has been tipping off the police about our operations. i need you to kill him. you do this, and you will see 50,000 dollars u.s in your account." "Consider it done kolya."