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Shane was listening to Donny and was making serious efforts into understanding what he was saying. The guy had a really weird accent that he didn't remember hearing at other people. As Donny was laying down his speech, Shane took out his pack of cigarettes from an inside pocket of his navy blue and white pinstriped suit along with the zippo lighter. He had the same cigarettes he smoked for the past 20 years, Marlboro red. He opened the pack, took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, putting the pack back in the pocket. Before he could light up the cigarette though, his attention was distracted by Zeke and his usual arrogant and full of himself attitude. The guy just suggested that he would go in with all guns blazing and destroy everyone like it was a walk in the park. Shane almost chuckled at that one as he took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it in front of his latte, together with the zippo lighter. It was a shame actually. Because he and Zeke were the only real gun nuts in this group, but yet they were miles apart in terms of mentality. For Shane guns were more then just simple, inanimate objects used to end lives. For him guns were a passion, and a way of entertaining himself. He loved shooting them and taking care of them. All of his guns were well maintained and looked like new.
Miles's plan however made a lot more sense for contract killers like themselves and seemed like the right thing to do. Helen on the other hand suggested that we should take out the leaders and once that is done the rest will be easy. Once everybody made their point Shane rested his elbows on the table and crossed his hands while looking at everyone. "I agree with Miles. The Irish are nothing but hot-headed and violent beer drinkers. They are dangerous indeed but, like Miles said, they are not very bright so let's not give them more attention then they deserve." He said as he stopped for a second, taking a sip from his cup of latte. "As for these freelancers I say we try and dig up as much dirt on them as we can and once we have all the necessary intel, we strike with devastating impunity exactly where it hurts the most. That should put them in their place." Said Shane with a determined tone as he rolled his right hand into a fist. "As for you dear Zeke, if you wanna play Rambo then please go right ahead. Don't let us stop you." Said Shane as he looked at Zeke smiling.
Miles's plan however made a lot more sense for contract killers like themselves and seemed like the right thing to do. Helen on the other hand suggested that we should take out the leaders and once that is done the rest will be easy. Once everybody made their point Shane rested his elbows on the table and crossed his hands while looking at everyone. "I agree with Miles. The Irish are nothing but hot-headed and violent beer drinkers. They are dangerous indeed but, like Miles said, they are not very bright so let's not give them more attention then they deserve." He said as he stopped for a second, taking a sip from his cup of latte. "As for these freelancers I say we try and dig up as much dirt on them as we can and once we have all the necessary intel, we strike with devastating impunity exactly where it hurts the most. That should put them in their place." Said Shane with a determined tone as he rolled his right hand into a fist. "As for you dear Zeke, if you wanna play Rambo then please go right ahead. Don't let us stop you." Said Shane as he looked at Zeke smiling.
