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I arrived at the hangar around 10PM. Tyler was frantically tearing through boxes looking for the lost cash as if it were misplaced somewhere and was not really stolen.
“What the fuck are you doing Tyler and why did you drag me into this shit?!?” I demanded.
“You were just supposed to fly the fucking plane and not find out about the shit we were delivering.” he replied with a shaking voice “No one was to have know and no cash should have been taken!” “It must have been Sam, that dumb fucking nephew of Valdero! I knew I could not trust that asshole!”
“So if it is him, why the fuck am I here?” “Why the fuck are you accusing me?” I asked.
“You were the new cog in this scheme, Richie thinks it is you.” “He does not know Sam had any involvement in this and he is coming here to see us to get the cash back.” explained Tyler.
“But we don’t have any cash and you are the dumb shit who may have said something to Richie to make it look like I was involved” I said.
“The hell that Richie cares who is involved now, someone took his cash and he is looking at us!” said Tyler.
Just then we could see a large SUV speeding towards our direction. After coming to a stop Richie and three goons got out of the vehicle. This time there was no exchange of pleasantries.
Two of the goons started slapping around Tyler, who sounded like a whining dog taking a beating. “Hey Richie, lets take it easy here.” I said. We did not take your…”. Before I could even finish my sentence I was hit by the third goon in the stomach.
“Shut the fuck up you whining shit!” Richie said to Tyler as he kicked him while he was lying on the ground. “And you, you don’t talk unless told to talk” he said while pointing at me. Once Richie started talking the goons let up.
“Where is my money” Richie said looking at me. “We didn’t take it; I didn’t even know I was flying money to you.” I replied. “Well who did then?!?” shouted Richie. “It was Sam.” replied Tyler. “Who the fuck is Sam?” yelled Richie as he kicked Tyler again.
“Sam is Valdero’s nephew and he loaded up the plane the other day.” said Tyler. “You’re lying!” exclaimed Richie “I talked to Valdero a few minutes back and he said you loaded it up.” “I have known Valdero for 15 fucking years and he does not have any nephews you idiot!” After that statement Tyler clammed up.
“Well, where is the money?!?” yelled Richie. Tyler was not talking. Richie then nodded at one of his goons. The goon pulled out his pistol and shot Tyler in the hand. Tyler screamed out in pain.
As Tyler writhed on the ground in pain he started talking. “Yeah I took the money, we were supposed to share it” he said while pointing at me. “You fucking lying sack of shit!” I said “I never took . . .”. This time I took a hard hit on my side from one of the goons and fell to my knees gasping for air.
Tyler then continued “We were supposed to split it, but he got greedy and threatened me unless I gave it all to him.” Richie nodded again at his goon. The goon fired two shots into Tyler and then there was a silence.
Richie then looked at me and said “I don’t know if that little shit was lying or telling the truth, doesn’t matter much now.” “You have 2 days to get me the 75 grand that was swiped from the shipment you made.” he said. “I never took any money” I said. “Someone did” said Richie “and you were the last one to have seen the shipment.” “What kind of stupid ass flies shit into Mexico and does not verify the contents?” asked Richie. I had no answer as I knew I should have known better.
“You have two days to get me my money.” said Richie, “Two days! An if I don’t get the money then depending how I am feeling I may kill your wife and kid in front of you and then kill you or I may just kill you in front of your wife and kid.” said Richie “Either way get me the fucking money!”
“If you touch my family, I will . . .” before I could finish my sentence I took a hit to the head and fell to the ground. The last thing I heard was “two days…” before I blacked out.
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