The young man talked to his new client over his cell phone. This new man was the head of a drug gang and wanted some of a rival's dealers eliminated to "send a warning". Eric agreed to the contract for a whopping $300,000 for 6 dealers. All that math adds up to $1,800,000... he could retire and finally start over in a peaceful life like he wanted. The male looked into his bank account... he had enough to spare so he could get some supplies he'd need to take out the dealers quietly and without being seen. Eric fired up his computer and set to work ordering grappling hooks and rope, a silenced 9mm pistol, and the piece de resistance... disintegrating throwing knives. Eric checked out his purchase and waited for his overnight rush delivery. He could barely contain his excitement to get this job over with and start his new life. He had to celebrate... he looked to his phone... picking it up he dialed "0" for the operator and had her put him through to a Miss Victoria Crowe... "Hey Victoria... It's Eric. Yeah. Would you like to come over? Or even meet me someplace? I'm celebrating tonight!"