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Unassigned: Italy - Episode 2: Behind the Scenes

Jon opens his eyes quickly, almost has if he had awakened from a dream. He looks out to see the sun shining through the window. He looks behind him, and Abby is still asleep, he looks at the clock and its 1:00 p.m.

Jon gets out of bed, and puts his clothes on. He walks into the kitchen, and makes a pot of coffee. "I wonder what Italian coffee tastes like"

After drinking his coffee, he puts on his shoes, looks into the bedroom where Abby is still asleep. "Last night must've worn her out." He laughs at himself.

He walks out into the halls; he picks up the paper they get there, the English version. He then sees Blake walking toward him.

"Good afternoon, sir."

"Please call me Jon."

"But of course, Sir...I mean Jon."

"What's with the English accent?"

"I am from Great Britain."

"Nice."

"Where are you headed?"

"Just explore around the streets, get used to the surroundings."

"Does your wife want anything?"

"Oh, were not married, and she's still asleep."

"Well, then I wouldn't want to bother her."

"What's a good place to get a breakfast around here?"

"Well, there are still plenty restaurants on the second floor, but if you're looking for simple, there is a McDonalds across the street."

"McDonalds in Italy?"

"Something wrong?"

"No, just not used to American food in Italy"

They both laugh and Jon continues on his way.

He opens up the paper, and on the front page is a picture of Nick. The word "Mafia" caught his attention. He stops walking and sits down on a bench in the hallway.

"Nick's Mafia has struck again, this time at the local bank. No one, once again, tried to get in their way, however 4 people were killed in the incident, and 5 sent to the hospital.

"Once Again...why would the cops not do anything about this?"

He tears out the picture of Nick on the front, folds it up, and puts in into his pocket and leaves the hotel.

"Abby will kill me, but I have to find out."

Jon walks around the hotel spotting different bars, restaurants, gift shops, etc. when he comes across one called Nick's Pick's sports bar

He walks up to it, and looks through the windows, there were a couple guys inside drinking beer, there was a soccer game on that they were watching at the bar, to the right was a stage, what it was for, he didn't know. Maybe karaoke or a comedian came up.

The sign said open from 11 am to 9 pm, and under it said reserved from 9 pm to 1 am.

"How do you reserve a bar? Unless...you're threatened..."

He takes out the picture of Nick, he studies his face.

"No, I am on vacation...I can't do any spy work...Abby would kill me."

Jon walks away from the bar

"But then again, if this guy is as bad as they say, I can't let him torture Italy like that."

----Later----

Jon walks into the hotel room, with his McDonalds bag, Abby is sitting at the counter drinking coffee in her robe.

"Of all the restaurants, you choose McDonalds for breakfast?"

"No, lunch, they stopped serving lunch a few hours ago."

She reaches into the bag, and pulls out two big Macs.

"Big Mac....for breakfast?"

"What?"

Jon takes a bite of his hamburger.

"Listen, babe, umm, was reading the newspaper, and..."

Abby interrupts, "OH, you mean that Nick guy, isn't he such a jerk, it kills me to see people like that, who would kill for anything...It sickens me."

"Yeah! And you'd want those people stopped right?"

"What are you saying, Jonathan?"

Jon just smiles at her.

"No! No...No...No!"

"But, Abb, this guy is really dangerous, and I feel like it's my duty to at least check this bar out."

"Bar?"

"I think he reserves the bar a few blocks away, and if I could just walk in, make a few observations, I won't make any trouble, if anything, I'll be helping the Italian cops out.

"Yeah, right, from what I read, nobody will stop this guy."

"And nobody will unless I do something about it."

"Jon, this was our vacation..."

"I know...and I promise I won't do anything big, just a little recon."

Abby just stares at him...

"Fine..."

"Great!"

"But be careful, Jon, this guy is ruthless, if you get on his bad side...I can't imagine..."

She starts to tear up...

"Don't worry Abb, I won't."

It was almost 9:00, Abby had already gone to bed, hoping to get a start on the new hours, Jon, however, wanted to check out that bar, hoping maybe that's where Nick would be. He didn't know, but there was only one way to find out.

Jonathan closed the door behind him, when he sees in the distance, Blake; he didn't want to get trapped in another conversation, so he went the opposite direction.

Jon came out of the elevator; he wore a black leather jacket, white shirt underneath, and a pair of jeans. He was about to head out the door

"Where you headed partner?" a voice comes from behind.

Jon recognizes the voice when he turns around and sees Blake at the front desk, possibly ending his shift.

"Uh, just going to that bar over there."

"Nick's Picks?" Blake asks, "Wow! Hope the lady doesn't know you're going." Blake winks

They both laugh, Jon does sarcastically not knowing what he meant. He leaves the hotel, and looks over at the bar on the next street, people were filing in like crazy, and most of them looked like rough and tough guys, or at least drinkers.

He walks toward the bar and is standing in front, although it was reserved, it seemed anyone could just walk in. He walks in the bar, and there is loud music playing, to the left there was the bar, there were tons of guys (and girls) just piled on each other, drunk out of their mind! And they were still asking for more.

In front of him were more guys, sitting down with beer and cigars, wooing and watching to the right on the stage, where there were girls dancing and stripping, Jon just looks away though, as in the farther part of the bar in front of him, he could see a "private" section, he walks over and there were 5 guys or so, pretty tough looking.

In front of him in a bigger chair was Nick, the leader of the mafia. Jon turns around and pulls out the picture of him he found in the newspaper, it was him. Jon walks up to him.

"This is a private section, punk." Nick says.

"Oh, I'm sorry, must be the wrong bar...but you look somewhat familiar."

"Is that so? Maybe you've seen me in the papers..." Jon spots the gun in the holster as his jacket moves out of the way. "After all, I'm a pretty messed up man, those crimes I committed are pretty bad."

Jon is surprised

"You don't even deny it."

"Why should I? I am proud of my accomplishments; in fact, I am pulling a very big one soon, one that might include plenty of fatalities."

There was an evil in Nick's eyes that Jon has never seen before.

Jon pulls out his gun, "I could, and should....shoot you down right now."

David and three other men quickly jump out of their seats, all with big guns, while Nick just stays put, not afraid at all.

"So could I." Nick says..."Throw him out!"

Two of the men grab his arms and throw him out of the bar, he lands on the ground.

A homeless man in the alley next to the bar starts to talk to Jon.

"You are a crazy son of a gun if you think you can take down Nick."

Jon looks up and gets off the ground.

"He's just a man."

"You're a cop, aren't you?"

"How'd you know?"

"You badge flew out."

The homeless man gave it back to him.

"Thanks."

"You know you're going to die...right?"

"Look mister, I don't know who you are, but you're not gonna stop me from doing justice, its one man, not an army."

"Yes, but the evil in this man, is nothing compared to your simple crimes that happen back in America."

The homeless man then walks back into the alley slowly.

"Wait, how do you know I am not from here?"

"Your badge."

"Oh..." Jon is about to walk back to his hotel. But a memory suddenly stops him

"You go right, I'll go left, and we'll corner him!"

"Gotcha!"

............

BANG!

"NO, Sha....."

"COME!"

Jon starts to become determined.

----Later----

It's almost midnight, Nick, David, and his three guards walk out of the bar and walk the streets, people knew who they were, and they just ran away from them.

They walk about a few miles, down to a normal looking house on the normal looking block. They walk in. To the left was a bookshelf, to the right, a door to the bedroom, and straight ahead was the kitchen.

However, Nick walks over and pushes a button on the side of the wall, the bookshelf opens up as a door, and behind it are weapons, tons of weapons, and also there are papers, plans, and blueprints of past heists and crimes.

Nick grabs a blueprint rolled up in the secret section, which Nick then closes. He then walks into his bedroom, and open a hatch on the ground, they then walk into the hatch.

In the basement, there is a small meeting area place, with a table, and 5 chairs, more weapons hanging on the wall, probably for safety if there were any intruders.

Nick starts, "I'm sure I've told you all many times that we were pulling off a super big heist, right?"

"Yes, Nick." David says

"Good, because by next week, we will be able to bring Europe to its knees."

Back upstairs, Jon was secretly listening to their conversation, somewhat scared of what they might have planned, when he hears what they are up to. He hears someone walking back up the stairs, Jon quickly runs out of the house, David sticks his head up the hatch, looks around, and closes it.