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"Yes boss, gun rings and prostitution. You think I could get in on that?" Renni laughed, though he didn't feel like he was in position to make jokes. "I was just doing my job boss," Renni said as locked the car doors and looked into the box. "I'll get this to storage?" He lifted the box (is is big or what?) and started to walk away when he remembered something, Shit, I didn't get paid... but he didn't voice it aloud. He'd rather keep his... man stuff...

The storage door was locked so Renni set the box on the ground and fiddled on a key chain for for the key when the door opened and knocked him against the wall. Dammit, again with the doors? A man stepped out from the storage room and noticed Renni. "Shit." He said as he quickly walked away. At least the door is open. Renni thought as he stepped inside and set the box on a table. Setting everything in the box to the proper place, Renni thought about what his boss had said. Yeah, we do own everything.