Detective john Schmidt was sitting at his desk when his phone rang. Detective smith he said as he answered the phone. John you got to meet me i am in trouble said the voice on the other side. The voice sounded familure but john was having a hard time trying to figure it out since he had been drinking the night before. And was still wet brain from. John the voice said this is Willie. Willie john though t for a second then remembered it was the ginger. Hey Willie john said what kind of trouble you got yourself into this time. A lot replied Willie can you meet me at the café roller. Cafe roller was a greasy spoon where I have met Willie several times. I agreed to meet Willie in a half hour.
After a quick whores bath out of the sink of the bathroom of my office. I walked out onto Hoyt Street and hailed the nearest cab roller café I told the driver as the cab lurched forward. We arrived at café roller as I looked inside there was Willie sitting at a back booth looking nervous drinking black coffee. He looked up from his coffee as I approached him. So what kind of trouble you got yourself into I asked him. Willie looked around and really quietly asked me what did I know about gold bars. Gold bard? I asked gold bars he replied. Well they’re gold and in the shape of a bar I resounded in a comical way. Really man i am serious responded Willie. Ok what about gold bars I asked back. Well the other day I went to a storage auction and bought a unit and when I was cleaning it out I found a stack of gold bars. And i am afraid these may be the gold bars that came up missing from the mafia a few years ago.
You see a few years ago the mafia hijacked a plane coming back from south America and the plane was carrying a shit load of gold bars a lot of them where recovered but a 50 of them where never returned and the mafia was brought up on pirate charges and then the bars came up missing from the mafia and the value of those fifty bars where about 4.8 billion us dollars. But while the court case was going on the members of the mafia where being executed. And the bars have been missing ever since.
So I asked Willie are you sure you think these are those missing bars and he looked into his coffee and mumbled yes. Well what you want to do about I asked him? I don’t know if anybody finds out I have them I am as sure as dead and you know me I don’t like being dead or being hunted like an animal you got to help me move these bars out of the country or sell them said Willie.
No goldsmith would buy these bars knowingly where they came from and who may come looking for them.
