The Story...

As you walk along the waterfront after finishing your shift at the local burger place feeling like your life is going nowhere...

You notice a tall gentleman dressed in a long coat wearing a Stetson type hat, smoking a pipe. As you aproach he turns and looks you up and down as if to start grooming. While you seem to walk slower it may just be your discerning feeling something is different.

"No money uhh" he says very calmly almost like he knew me. "What's your name?". Thinking hes from the Mob, or local Mafia.

"Who are you?" you ask reluctantly.

"That's not important, your the one with no money, no future, I've been blessed with great life of money and luxury. "I cannot continue" he sits down leans one hand on his black and gold cain.

"My car is waiting I want to leave knowing someday I will be replaced, here is my van keys it has few guns, drugs and some numbers of girls to get started, my time is short" he hands you piece of paper while you both start to walk towards his waiting black car.

His bodyguards opens the car door "Take care, the road is hard, be ruthless and kind, make friends enemies will come, but above all know when which to be" the door closes and they drive off leaving you more confused than ever.

You open the piece paper excluding the garage lock-up number it says