• Where's The Money?

The car came to a stop in a busy area and Keith and Ethan came down along with Frank. Ethan's face was still concealed by the scarf more so now that they were outside and you had to do it more carefully.

Frank led the way and the other two men followed behind. The area was rowdy and looked like a poor side of town.

It was smelly and noisy. Ethan couldn't help but feel like so many eyes were fixated on him, probably because of the way he dressed. It made him stand out in the crowd.

Trying to avoid eye contact they meet their way in following Frank who was walking fast. Ethan bumped into somebody and their eyes met. The man had a cigar in his mouth and frowned at Ethan.

“Sorry,” he mumbled and looked away.

They came to a stop in front of a store. “My old buddy owns this place, just act natural and I'll take us to the back,” Frank said.

As they entered inside, Frank shook hands with somebody by the counter. They had a little hushed conversation before Frank turned to Keith and Etha