[b]Anthony - Back Door - Tom[/b]

Before the VP had the backdoor's knob in his grasp, an unexpected arm crashed against his shoulders. "What the fu-" the biker started to then find out it was Tom. His first intention was to remove the guy's arm from his shoulders, but just smiled and nodded left and right. "Shit man, you can't be doin that stuff." 

But then Tony realized he couldn't really do anything with a guy's arm restricting his movements, so removed Tom's arm. He continued to address what his pal had questioned. "Auntie said he's in the back, so right out here" he started, opening the door slightly. He suddenly stopped and closed the backdoor when Tom brought up their little [i]issue[/i]. "I know" Tony whispered. "I noticed him too. I think it's that cop from a week ago. Same car I think. We don't tell Harry though, keep this between us for now, he's got a lot to worry about with those damn Asians." 

Tony then opened the backdoor and allowed Tom to go through first. He followed of course and noticed Frank - Chief of Gastown Police - shaking hands with McCray. "Frank" Tony nodded a greeting. "Fellas. I was just leaving" the police man stated, walking passed the two younger Angels. Tony took that opportunity to stop Frank before he could leave and reached close to his ear. "Your detective's outside" he whispered. 

McCray raised an eyebrow at Tony's actions. Once Frank left, he decided to question what he had told the cop. "What was that about?" 

"Nuthin. Just lettin him know Maria's a little hungover if he wanted a good night, Hahaha" Tony lied. McCray nodded as he rubbed his eyes. "Let's go to my office you two" McCray ordered, walking passed the two, going back into the bar, and leading them into his office just aside from the bar. It was just a little room with a desk and a couple of arrangements. It was mainly used by Isabel for storing important papers, dealing with bills, and etc. McCray waited for the two to step in, then called Charles over as well. Once all four men were in the office, he shut the door and sat in the basic office chair. Tony and Charles took comfort on the sofa near the door. 

"So..........what'd y'all find out?" McCray questioned with his arms tightly crossed. Tony turned to Charles and vice versa. Then the VP's eyes returned to the President's. "Russians moved out of the border. They don't seem to be pressing on anymore. Guess they have a clue that the Asians are getting shipments from somebody. They obviously don't want to start a war, it'd cost them too much right now." 

Charles then kicked in. "I think it'd be best if we take the opportunity to sell the Asians double the usual. Two trucks, double the pay. They want to take over Taledo, let's give it to them, get them out of Crown." 

McCray then leaned forward on the desk, obviously liking the idea. "Where do we get the money?" the leader questioned. 

"Take it from the reserve. Keep the bank clean, keep the tellers from asking questions, done deal. Me and Tom can go meet with Obinna tomorrow, make the deal for double the guns. Tell the Asians we can deliver those guns the same day for double the price, done deal. They'll take it" Charles answered. 

Tony turned with disagreement all over his face. "Double the shipment, double the risk!" he jumped. "We can't run two trucks in one day, that's insane. Obinna sends all his trucks from Lakeview. We then take it from there to the border to Telado where the Asians pick up their shipment. But with the Russians knowing something's coming, they're going to interfere. Even though they stepped back now, there isn't any guarantee they wont show up when we arrive. They're not idiots" Tony urged. 

"Then we take a different route" McCray nodded. "Yeah. We take it from Lakeview through here. Through Gastown, then up North to Providence." 

"And go through all those other counties? No way Harry, that wont work. PD will be all over us, no doubt about it" Tony continued to urge caution. 

Suddenly, Tony's phone vibrated in his pocket. He dug inside and pulled it out a little to see the name of the messenger. It read "[i]Eva[/i]" He quickly took the entire phone out and read the message. He couldn't help but smile and bite his bottom lip with his upper teeth. But as he turned to up to see McCray, the man had his hands raised in question. "What? Is it more important than this conversation?" the man asked sarcastically. Tony put the phone back in his pocket, not responding to the message. 

"Alright. So. You and Charles will got to Obinna tomorrow asking for a second shipment. Take the reserve money we got. Talk to Isabel about it, tell her what it's for. Try and convince Obinna to bring the trucks here to Gastown. We'll keep them at Harold's shop down the street, make it look like an auto parts shipment. From there we take it up to Harris County, half the travel, half the danger. We have the Asians pick up the guns there, no need to travel all the way to Providence. No border trouble, no Russians. We get paid double, done deal. Sound good to everyone? Show of hands" McCay asked. 

Tony raised his hand. Charles did too in agreement to the plan. McCray himself also raised his hand then brought it down as he stood. "Now let's have a drink. We'll call the Asian's tomorrow." 

Tony quickly rose and walked out the door with his phone already in his hand. "I'll see you guys tomorrow, I'm going to Eva's." 

"You're still with that girl?! You know your Aunt hates her. She thinks she's too petty or something" McCray yelled over the clients and bar doings. "She's great Harry. Auntie's just crazy!" Tony yelled back as he exited the bar with a bottle of very good liquor. He put it in his backpack, jumped on his bike, and raced home quickly on his thunderous Harley Night Rod Special. The sound of the roaring engine could be heard throughout the entire neighborhood. 

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[b]Tony - Home - Eva[/b]

Never responding to the text, Anthony hoped to surprise his girl with a bottle of Smirnoff and a couple of seductive kisses. Hopefully the sound of his bike didn't give away his arrival, though it was obvious to him it probably did. He quickly jogged up to her front door and knocked twice, covering up the peephole with his gloved hand. He awaited her to open the door, hoping she didn't think he had arrived too late for the party. She had texted him about forty-five minutes before his arrival, so he felt he arrived a little too late for some reason. 

As he awaited the door to open, he looked at the message one more time and couldn't stop smiling at the "[i]Hint hint.[/i]" part. That's the part he was looking most forward to.