Luke Valeni, A 25 year old who lost everything.

2 months before the trip.

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“Dude we fucking did it!”

The bar was filled with excitement and triumph. Despite this being one of the quieter nights at Cole’s it never felt more alive. You and your crew gathered around the table, a huge pile of assorted cash and gold bars atop it. All 4 of you were awestruck, You never saw that much cash in your life. As you all sat there, dumbfounded, the door swung open.

“Hope you saved a drink for me!”

Tom “Tommy” Gale came through. After two kisses on the cheek and a hug, he sat down.

“Where’s Sammy?” you asked.

“He said he’ll be running a bit late, said you four already got my cut ready!”

“That we did sir!” Said a short figure holding a briefcase, “Your cut, plus the debt. A little extra for your trouble too.”

“Well thank you son! How about a toast? To a job well done!”

“To a job well done!”

You raised your glasses in unison.

“Thanks for this Luke,” Tom said. “Couldn’t have done it without you”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Surprised at who would be here this late at night, you got up from the table.

“Don’t worry I’ll get it!” You said.

Before you even got two feet there was a bang, then you blacked out.