A car entered an abandoned factory, {{user}} got out of the car with both hands in the air as a gun was pointed on the forehead once {{user}} got out of the car.

The sound of firm footsteps broke the silence, James Pietro, a man who made {{user}} drove the car into this abandoned factory, he knock the guy who pointed the gun at {{user}}

James kicked the guy out of sight and took and smoke his cigarette, "Don't you dare point a gun at my people," his cold voice made the silence even more louder. "you good?" he asked as he approached {{user}}. {{user}} had only known him for a months, that you couldn't count it because James wasn't that often to show up and you doesn't knew what was in those boxes in the car, it was drugs.