On the night, on the same day, in a bar who is located on the rural side of Ruby Island (which is close to a beer factory and an abandoned warehouse that was used three years ago), it is a blonde guy, who is wearing a green vest with a white shirt, has black pants and the same pair of shoes he has taken earlier at the interview, who is sitting on a table with a fat body who is wearing just one blue undervest with black jeans, and a pair of green shoes with white perfidious, and the dude name it is Gray Smith. The story between these two is a normal one because Gary was the first dude who has discovered that he had a neighbour who was selling drugs and he also wanted to get into this business, and he got it after he has moved in the city because he got a great job offer as a mechanic on of the second-best Auto Repairs on this city, "Harlington Repairs 24h".
"You know why it is here, right?" he asks Ramirez to his best friend, Gary Smith after the waiter has left their table to go to the kitchen and bring those two man's coffee.
"It is about weed."
"Indeed. And also, we have to sell everything."
"Everything? You mean the entire lot?"
"... In this case, yes."
"Why though?" he asks after he takes a quick look around to be sure nobody is listening to their conversations, but tonight, the luck is on their side because on this Bar are one guy who has passed out from drinking, and there is another one, who is listening to music at their headphones while he drinks a "Corona" beer.
"Because I cannot put every single weed in my own house and also, I do not have the gadgets to make a weed farm into my own crampy house, man. Also, I already got a job and this one... Will most likely help to go on a good way."
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"Wait, wait!..." says Gary to Ramirez. "You got a job."
"As a truck driver."
"Congratulations, man! You really want to get out of this business, ey?"
"Just for a few months, mate. Until the time will be good to redo my plantation."
"Here are the coffees!" says the waiter or the bartender after he gave those two friends their orders, he put one mug of coffee to Ramirez, and the other one to Gary, and then, he goes back to his business, which includes to stay at the cashier desk and take care of the cash register.
Both of them drink the coffee their bartender has given to their table, and Gary, asks Ramirez about something important.
"Should we export the weed to Mexico?"
"Mexico?" asks Ramirez to Gary.
"Yes. Hey! You know I got a friend there who lives in Mexico, and he told me that the weed there it can sell really quickly and at a good price. Besides, the people there are loving weed and the cops are not even trying to capture the boys who sell or use drugs. This can work."
"It can, but now depends on how much does the transport will work and how we can transport that big amount of weed there."
"Yeah... What if we will transport just a little part and the rest of them we will send to street gangs in our city?"
"... Sounds a good idea. But maybe, we should still be thinking more about this because autumn has come yet and we still have enough time until November to move that high quantity overseas."
"Whatever you say, mate." says Gary Smith to Ramirez, and then Gary takes the mug and he raises the cup while he says. "To my friend, who got a normal job."
"Amen!" replied Ramirez after he took his own mug and he bumped his mug with Gary's one as a sign to a toast and then, both of them have taken a big mouth of coffee.
Now, our main character will start a new life, and probably much better than the last ones, but the story is not over yet. Now, it did not even begin in the first place because we are still in the first part of the beginning.