"You know, it's been a while since we talked." Brad says.
"Why would I want to talk to you?" Abby responds.
"Well, I figured the least you could do is an e-mail."
"And what would happen if Jon ever found out about me e-mailing you."
"It would mean nothing."
"Nothing, please, are you always this stupid?"
"Um."
"If he ever found out about our past, he would never forgive me."
"You still feel that way?"
"Of course not, I love Jon."
"Then why are you afraid to tell him about our past?"
"I..."
Jon opens up the hotel door.
"Hope you too didn't claw each other's throat's out while I was gone."
Abby walks into the bathroom, gives Brad a stern look, and close the door.
"She still ticked about us leaving?" Jon asks
"Yeah, a little..." Brad answers.
"Okay, the bar still is reserved tonight, 9 to 1; we should get there early, and hope to stay in there while the nut-jobs show up."
"Good idea, so what's with this bar?"
"Well, the section Nick reserved is off limits, I figure we can still get some faces, profiles, and all, and then we can head over to their hideout before they get there."
"All right, awesome!"
----Later that night----
"Abby?"
There was no answer.
"Abby?"
Jon walks into the bedroom, Abby is lying on the bed, Jon is all geared up and ready to leave.
"Abby?"
"If you're gonna go...just go."
Jon just looked down, "I'm sorry, but I won't let anyone else die from this killer, even if I risk the vacation."
"It's not the vacation Jon...It's Nick."
"What?"
Abby turns her head over. "This man, he could kill you."
So could all the other men I've brought to justice, but I survived."
Abby turns back around.
Jon closes the door, and looks to Brad.
"You ready to go?"
"That's all your gonna do?"
"What?"
"Your just gonna walk away from her? Dude, show some caring, she just wants you alive."
"I....I....let's just go."
Abby hears the whole conversation and starts crying into her pillow.
They walk out the door, casual, no weapons or equipment showing. Jon is wearing his leather jacket, with his non-prescription disguise glasses. And a baseball cap.
Brad is wearing somewhat of the same thing, only has sunglasses, and a black t-shirt.
When down the hall marches Blake.
"Oh crap." Jon says.
"What?"
"It's Blake, if anything, I'd swear this guy is stalking me."
"Well, let's go the other way."
"Yeah, yeah, go..."
Brad and Jon take the stairs down and walk out the lobby, it's about 8:30, "Come on, we better hurry and get to this bar."
----Ten Minutes Later----
Brad and Jon walk into the bar. On the left, people are drinking themselves to death, on the right; the strippers are on the stage doing what they do best.
"You didn't tell me there would be...girls here."
"Yeah, yeah, this isn't right! The bar isn't reserved this early....Maybe there was an unknown time change, what do you think?"
Brad continues to watch the girls.
"Brad!"
Two men suddenly walk up to them.
"Sorry guys, but this place is reserved for Nick's friends only.
"But I thought it was a 9." Jon says
"Things change."
The guard grabs Jon and Brad's arm, who is still watching the stage.
"Wait, wait, I just had to use the restroom!" Jon says
"Too bad!" He says has he throws them out of the door.
"I don't get it; he's not supposed to have the bar yet." Jon says
"Now what?"
Jon looks into the alley and sees a door heading to the back of the bar.
"Now, we sneak in."
They run over and stand by the door, "Okay, Brad give me the piece."
Brad pulls out some device out of his pocket, it looks like a small black ball, he hands it to Jon, and Jon attaches it to his coat, near his chest.
"Okay, let's go."
Brad opens the door, and peeks through; it leads to the bartender's section. Their kneeling down to be unseen by the men at the bar, who are so drunk they may not notice anyway.
The bartender walks by them and they hug the wall, not being seen, Jon peeks around the corner, he is serving drinks.
Jon gives him the signal and Brad quickly runs over to the far side of the bar, where he can see the stage and private section set aside by Nick, but not by the bartender, unless he left the bar area.
Jon continues to watch, he then quickly rolls over to where Brad was. They see the bathroom on the nearby hall, and stand up and casually walk there.
"Okay let's take some pics and get out of here."
Jon nods.
He walks over in front of Nick's little section.
"Excuse me, are you Nick?"
He faces Nick, Nick looks up, and stares at his face. He didn't recognize him with the hat, and glasses.
"What's it to you?"
Brad was on the other side of the hall, pressing a small button in his hand, the little ball on Jon's jacket was a miniature camera, snapping pics of everyone in his private section.
"Oh, I was just wondering why the bar was yours earlier."
"Me and the manager simply agreed to a newer time."
"May I speak with him?"
"Sure, he's buried down in the graveyard 30 minutes north from here."
Brad, listening behind the wall, gulped.
"Oh, okay....well, goodbye then."
Jon walks off, over to the wall, "Did you get the pics?"
"Yeah, let's go."
They casually walk toward the front door. Nick watches them both walk on their way. He snaps his fingers, and David stands up from his seat.
"Yes sir?"
"See those two men?"
"Yeah."
"Watch them."
"Why sir?"
"Just do it."
David looks over and points to two men, and tells them to follow him with hand signals.
Brad and Jon call a taxi, and tell him to drive them to the location, David and his two guards watch them drive off, they call another taxi, and David walks over to the driver seat, opens the door, and pulls the driver out of his seat.
"Hey what the..."
David pulls out a gun, and points it at him.
"Never mind."
David gets in the car, the two men get in the backseat, and they secretly follow Jon and Brad's taxi.
----A few miles down the road----
Jon and Brad get out of the taxi, and pay the man the fee, they wait for the cab driver to drive off, and then they walk into the alley next to the house which they are using for a hideout. David drives around the corner to not see the cab or the two men.
He parks the car a few blocks away, and David and his two guards get out and walk toward the hideout.
Jon and Brad however sneak through a window leading into the bedroom.
"This is a great hideout...looks like a normal Italian house." Brad says.
"Just watch"
He kneels down to the floor and pulls up the hatch, revealing stairs to the basement.
"Oh!"
They walk down the stairs, on the right; there are weapons all over the wall on the right, everything from shotguns to sub-machine guns.
In the middle of the room is a big table, probably used for meeting places; there are chairs all around the table, and on the table are papers of maps, lists, and plans.
Jon picks up the papers, while Brad is looking at the weapons. He grabs an assault rifle, and adds it to his inventory of weapons.
Jon reads off the plans, "Look at this Brad, this is not a heist in Italy."
"Then where?"
"It's in Germany."
"What? Why?"
"Look at this; they have an entire map of some kind of underground cave..."
"Look at all these pictures also."
Jon sees pictures of Hitler the Nazis, and swastikas.
"What are they doing with Hitler Brad asks
Jon continues to look at the plans.
"It says here that there are rumors that Hitler had a secret underground facility, apparently located under his grave."
"So the mob is becoming grave robbers?"
"Well, it says the factory was developed by Hitler during the War...and..."
".....and?"
"He found a way to make normal weapons into Nuclear weapons."
"Whoa..."
"It says the blast of a single pistol could destroy a whole block."
"How did they not die then?"
"It says he constructed his men to create nuclear radiation protective suite, or it also says called NRP's."
"Wait, if they had these weapons, how did they lose the war?"
"After Hitler was defeated, he went back to Germany to use them, but died before he got the chance."
"Okay, Nick is going to Germany to gather the nuclear weapons to cause chaos, carnage, and to pretty much rule all of Europe."
"You could look at it that way, we should get back to the hotel before Nick and his merry men show up."
Jon and Brad open the hatch only to find David and his two guards starring at him, and pointing their loaded weapons at them
"Ciao men, Kill them."