Demarco was in an alley way making one of his major drug deals. This one consisted of more than just drugs though, just as he handed over the yellow envelope the mysterious man looked both ways before nodding his head and leaving. Just as Demarco exited the alley way he gandered over to his left as was met with the cold hard steel of a m1911 pistol. Demarco let out a chuckle of amusement even though he was surprised he was getting set up, he put his hands up in defense. "Aight, what you want?" He stepped back some and took a look at the masked man. "Just hand over what you got and this could all be ov--" before the masked man could finish his sentence he was met with a bullet to his skull. Demarco hid the gun inside his jacket pocket and started jogging away from the alley, he heard sirens as he picked up speed, finding his car and driving off. It started to thunder as Demarco finally reached his home, he wrote a letter to his family and told them they could reach him when he finally landed in his vacation spot.