"Follow me then gentlemen." I opened my storehouse in the boneyard this is one of 20 I own across town. "Wow, it looks like we've entered a candy store for chaos." Said one of Godfather's men. "More like mayhem." I see they're intrigued by the displayed weapons. "Thanks for the compliments of my store gentlemen this is just the entrée. What your boss wants is something like this." I pull a lever that opened more of the store which had more weapons exclusive to high paying customers and clients.
"Like what you see Sir?" As the lights opened and everyone was at awe at the amount of weapons Cache I have in store. "All brand new Mr. Killjoy?" Said Godfather looking at some rifles. "Fresh off the factory Sir. One of the best sellers I have, been very reliable since everyone keeps buying them. What do you think?" As I showed off modified variants of the rifle he was holding.
"Very pristine goods you have here Mr. Killjoy how many can you sell me for 1.3 Billion dollars? For the modified rifles?" Seems like secured deal for me. "I'd say 3,000 fully kitted out with ammunition as a bonus." I said this while looking at a satisfied customer. "I see, I heard news about your goods always satisfy customers." He researched about my business.
"Yes Sir, I always only sell quality goods for good paying customers I do hope you enjoy your purchase I'll deliver it to your place just give me the location and I have men that will bring them to you." Of course I have to ask where to deliver the goods since they can't carry all 3,000 rifles. "Can you bring this to my warehouse in this location just by the docks. Pronto, I want this arriving there by tomorrow or today if you do same-day delivery."
"We'll do. My men are receiving the order and, sold." As I shake hands with Godfather and he seemed satisfied with the outcome of the service. "Pleasure to do business with you Mr. Killjoy." Said Godfather. "Pleasure's yours Sir do enjoy your evening." As Godfather and his men left the warehouse a call occurred.
"Hello?" As I hear a familiar voice. "Mr. Killjoy how's business with the Godfather?" It's just Mr. Cedric that's a relief. "Yes, it went smoothly. He ordered 3,000 of the most expensive rifles we have. I'd say he was preparing for something from the looks of it." As I was closing up the underground cache Mr. Cedric said something intriguing. "Hey, by the way. A client is on his way. He's just 1 guy he said he needs guns ASAP. A walk-in client per say don't worry I know this man just let him buy the guns he needs. Anyways good luck out there kid." As Mr. Cedric hangs up and I hear a knock on the warehouse entrance door.
"Are you Mr. Killjoy?" Said the stranger who looks like Mr. Cedric's guy. "Yes, why in a hurry." I replied to him as I walk back behind the counter. "I need guns, lots of guns." Said the stranger. "Okay, stranger what do you need for your job?" I as I grab some sample pistols from the rear rack. "Pistols first, I want something robust and reliable." Robust and reliable I see... "I happen to have here some brand new models from the Austrians. Flared magwell for better handling, 20 round box magazines for lesser reloads, hand milled barrel's for the best accuracy. I fine pistol for the job."
The stranger looked at me and nodded. "A fine choice sir." As I looked back to the gun rack and the stranger said. "Next I need something big, bold, a powerful statement if I had to put it." I see he probably want something like this. "Here's one of our custom rifles that just came in. Chrome-lined barrels for more reliable firing. Dual magnification scope for short to mid-ranges. A milled receiver for reliable firing, all in all in a lightweight chassis for easy carry."
The stranger checks if it fits his style then looks at me then nods. "What's next sir?" The stranger looks at the shotgun rack and looked at me. "Ah, a fine choice on the type of firearm Sir. I have here a brand new stock too. An Italian statement as we say it on the business. Extended magazine up to 12 shells. A fully-automatic for maximum carnage. Shell holders on the side for reloading convenience. Textured grips too when your hands get slippery."
The stranger seems to be satisfied with the guns he chose. "Do you have knives in this shop?" Said the stranger. "Yes, actually. Only the finest cutlery in the country." The stranger grabbed the knife he picked and showed it to me. "Good choice you want these weapons boxed up now or for later?" I said to the stranger when he started writing something on paper.
"Here in this hotel. ASAP by tonight tomorrow. Payment is in cash, here." The man pull out about 100 grand in cash. "I'll see you soon." He left sooner before I even said my thanks for his purchase. After that I began to put the guns on their respective cases with the magazines he needs and the knife he picked. And was picked up by my couriers.
Just in time for closing time after looking at my watch being on time today. Wonder what will I teach the kids for tomorrow. As I drove back to my house with my earnings of straight cash this time. I wonder why I even bother trying to be a fancy arms dealer.