The two wait in Stevens tow truck waiting for Julio to arrive. Usually between 10:10 and 10:20.
"So hows Linda?" Agent 13 asked.
"She's....... Good. She's good." Steven tried not to make eye contact with him, as he was caught off guard by the question.
"DUDE! REALLY!? You know one of these days, that shits gonna catch up with you."
Steven had a bad temper, and one thing he couldnt tolerate, was girlfriends trying to change his way of living. So about 6 out of 10 women he dated would press that issue, 4 of those would get violent, and 2 would get killed. But Steven was an incredible handy man for a killer. Able to defuse and plant bombs, hot wire anything, and knew just about everything when it came to obscure firearms.
"Whatever man, The past two womens parents I couldnt understand on the phone, and that last chicks parents are dead. Now grab your little clip board and lets go. He just parked over there...." As they nod their heads at each other Steven cocks his gun.
"Excuse me sir is this your Cadillac?"
"Yes..." Julio replied in his thick portugeuse accent.
"Im looking for a Cadillac this model, but I dont have a license plate number for some reason. May I see your registration number?"
"'........ No problemo, its just here in my glove box."
Julio had thought something was going on, his men had spotted a surveillance member looking at Julio too frequently 3 months ago, his whereabouts are still unknown. As he assumed, they were hitmen, and Julio had seen him cock his gun in the tow truck. He was thinking when they would try to strike so he grabbed his gun in the glove box instead, however the car was not registered at all. As his hand gripped the handle of his pistol, Steven had his gun already aimed to the back of his head....... Julio was no longer a threat to young girls as the ringing of the gunshot echoes through the nearly empty underground parking garage.