“Shane…” He said; as he walked towards our table; I pointed to the available seat in front of me.

“Escobar… a beer perhaps?” I asked him and he nodded slightly; Jenny snapped her fingers at the waitress that walked passed and ordered his drink.

“So; I hope you’ve thought about this carefully with the two nights I’ve given you… I’m sure your brothers are just dying to see you…” I said; taking a sip of my bourbon. I looked at him carefully and he seems too relax for this and he let out a little laugh at my words.

“Shane… what can I say… your deal was hard for me to refuse…” He said; and it brought a smile to my face. “But…  How can I know for sure that I have your words on all this; you’re promising me big things chica…” He said in calm tone. 

I dug into the inside pocket of my blazer; and two of his men quickly reached for their guns. “Easy boys…” I said as I looked at them. I took out a key and place them on the table.

“A Key?” He asked.

“Do you like fast cars Escobar…?” I asked him; he looked at me as if that was a trick question.

“Yeah…” He said.

“Take a close look of that key….” I said; he moved forward and took a closer look. After a while he looked at me; still clueless to where I’m going with this.

“It’s a Ferrari…”

“Aren’t you clever… It’s a 599 GTB Fiorano Ferrari… and it’s yours…” Jenny looked at me suddenly; wondering what the hell I’m doing.

“You’re giving me a Ferrari just like that?” He asked me.

“Well; not exactly just like that…. it’s yours after you’re done with your first job…” I said.

“And that is…”

“Next Saturday’s night is the Governor’s ball… at The Ritz; I want you to get me Mr. J. Kensington… Have you heard of him?” I asked.

“He owns half of the casinos in Las Vegas… fancy little shit…” he said; I laughed at him.