The Cadillac pulled up to a mysteriously quiet lot and stopped in a empty open space. Dennis got out of the car holding the suitcase standing looking at his watch. Not to long after he arrived a shady car arrived in the scene four people exiting it and made their way towards Dennis. "Got the bands?" One grunted wearing having serious tone in his voice. Dennis smiled holding up the case. "Got my drugs?" He replied attempting to pull out a cigar with one hand. The four man starred at him oddly and soon bring forth a crate filled with very pricey 'material'. One of the four stepped forwards offering up the crate. "Here now give us the 500 gran!" He demanded giving Dennis a not so welcoming look. Being the psychopath he secretly is he grinned. "See that's where the problem comes in..." Dennis lightly said swinging the suitcase cracking it against the mans skull. Before the three men could react to the situation Dennis dropped the case and unsheathed his pistols firing at two of the men who he was positive that had weapons. The air was silent for a few seconds and the remaining man took a step back. "See as the Don of my Mob I can't just give money to trash....." Dennis was interrupted by the man he hit with the suitcase. He wasn't interrupted by him talking no it was how loud he was coughing and the sound of blood that escaped his mouth as he coughed. "Y-you're a D-Don?" The remaining poor soul questioned. Dennis chuckled stepping on the slowly dying mans lungs and point his gun at the last man. "Of my family yes! But currently you could call me a Sponsor or Financer if you will." After finishing his sentence he fired a few more rounds in the now corpse that rested under his feet. "Shit! Shit! Shi-!" The last man shouted being shout in the knee which cause him to cry out in pain. Dennis walked in his direction his gaurd taking the crate and putting it in the back seat waiting for Dennis to finish what he was doing. With an unmeasurable amount of fear pulsing through him the crippled man tried to crawl away but was quickly shot in his other knee causing him to stop completely. "I rarely get to kill people in the city....some say I'm too brutal." Dennis randomly ranted smacking his pistol against the back of the man's head. Dennis wipped his blood hands on his bloody suit and started to savagely beat the man with the pistol into there was no movement noticeable. All the while he laughed maniacally at the view before him. After awhile of fun Dennis walked back to his Cadillac, retrieved a gasoline can, poured it on the four bodies and drowned that car in the liquid. He got into the passenger seat and his gaurd drove a few yards away. Dennis hung out the car from the window and shot at the car causing everything near it to explode. "Damn what a terrible car accident!!" He laughed rolling up the window. An explosion would surely grab some attention so the body guard pressed on the gas peddle as soon as the smoke from the explosion became visible in the air.