May 6, 1995. The day Gordon got out of the hospital.

Sam: *On phone with Case Cracker* Yeah, I'm outside of the hospital right now. He should come out soon.
Case Cracker: Aight man. Don't take too long. Jim wants to see him.
Sam: *Sees Gordon walking out of the hospital* Shouldn't take too long. He's coming out now.
Gordon: *Walking to Sam* Hey.
Sam: Hey yourself. How are you feeling?
Gordon: Good. Let's go see the others.

The pizzeria on Mane Ashbury was crowded, but that didn't stop Gordon and the others from talking about business.

Jim: Gordon, welcome back.
Gordon: Thanks Jim. Guess what I saw on the news yesterday at the hospital.
Jim: Tell us.
Gordon: I found out that the leader of the Mexican gang is somepony named Izzy Gomez. They got in a fight with the Fillydelphians.
Case Cracker: Man, they tried to kill me while you were chillin' your ass in there.
Gordon: I wasn't chilling. I was a nervous wreck, thinking about you guys risking your ass out there.
Jim: Things went okay. Now I have a job for all three of you. I want yout to go to this store on Fillmore street. We've been getting money from there by extortion, but the cops are starting to get suspicious. One officer goes there to check things out, but that all stops today.
Case Cracker: So we're gonna eliminate this officer?
Jim: Yes, but we can't do it without shoes. The cops will get our hoofprints. You three should go get a pair of shoes somewhere for all four of your hooves, and then you get the job done.
Sam: Alright, let's go get shoes. After that, we head for the shop. It's called the Global Mobile.
Case Cracker: I know that place. See you there.

A few minutes later, they met up at Global Mobile, each of them wearing a pair of black sneakers.

Case Cracker: *Steps out of a Taxi while Sam arrives in his Corvette, and Gordon arrives in his Wrestler*
Sam: What happened to your car?
Case Cracker: Wrecked it while the Fillydelphians tried to kill me.
Gordon: Shame. That was a '75.
Case Cracker: Yeah, I'm gonna miss it. In the meantime, I might buy a truck.
Sam: I can't imagine you buying a truck.
Gordon: Let's talk about that later, and focus on the job.
Case Cracker: He's right. Let's get that cop. *Goes into the store with Gordon, and Sam*
Store Owner: Hello you three.
Sam: Hey. The cops heard about our extortion going on here. We're going to kill the police pony that discovered our business, and you just need to act like nothing is going on. The three of us will hide in the back room.
Case Cracker: And you're not gonna make this any more difficult than it has to be.
Store Owner: No sir.
Case Cracker: *Goes into the back room with Gordon, and Sam*
Sam: *Grabs knife, and carves out a small hole in the door* We'll take turns watching for that cop.
Case Cracker: You could take the first shift.
Sam: That's what I'm doing.
Cop: *Arrives* Okay, I need more info on those extortions.
Sam: He's here. Get your gun ready. *Loads up a Walther P99*
Gordon: *Loads his .357 with bullets*
Case Cracker: *Gets his Glock 22 out*
Store Owner: What exactly do you need to know?
Cop: I need to know-
Sam: *Opens door* Nothing! *Shoots cop*
Cop: *Dies*
Case Cracker: Got that taken care of.
Sam: *Puts dead body in back room* Spray the room with disinfectant once a day, and let us know when his body is nothing but bones.
Store Owner: Okay? How will I prevent anypony from seeing this?
Sam: Lock the doors.
Case Cracker: You don't think it'll be easier to dump it?
Sam: When his body turns into nothing but bones, yes. Right now, we would look strange if we walked out of here with a garbage bag.
Gordon: They would know that we're the ones who killed the cop.
Case Cracker: I see your point.
Sam: Now let's get back to Jim.

2 B Continued