The images of gunfights and heroic fighting scenes of movies filled my mind as we came to a halt on the field. Such a big villa is sure to have hundreds of guards with shotguns and machine guns. When I was about to pull my pistol under my jacket, Alfonso prevented that gesture. With a grin he told me in a low voice "That won't be necessary unless you want to make it so." With a nod, we got out of the car and I followed him closely as we jogged towards the guardhouse.
The guard, with a shotgun on his hand, pointed at us and asked us to stay as we were about afew meters away from him. Alfonso gave him a grin and popped in a fresh cigarette. "I, err.. am sorry.. I was about to stop but my car was rigged.. I'm here to see Mr Gasbarro, I've got an invitation.. let me erm.. find the card..." The guard got even more cautious as Alfonso searched his pockets, and that made me even more nervous as he had his finger on the trigger. Finally, a rectangular elegant white card with thin golden border was taken out, but I remembered the card was the wine menu he stole from the French restaurant we went two days back. The guard ordered us to hand him the card for verification and I am sure that we're gonna get messed up big time.
The moment the guard reached out for the card with the other hand, Alfonso grabbed and turned the shotgun around and aimed at the guard. The surprised look on the guard's face was priceless, all happened so fast that it took him afew seconds to accept what just happened.
"Now we need the pistol kid, and keep it aimed at his nuts. heheheh"
All went according to Alfonso's plan. Alfonso was smoking far away from the guard house, waiting for our pick up, while I was in the guardhouse with the guard, under the counter aiming his nuts with my pistol. The guard was very co-operative, telling his reinforcements exactly what Alfonso wanted him to say. As the reinforcements drove back deeper into the villa to search for us, I knocked the guard unconscious before reuniting with Alfonso at the pick up location.
While in the car, I still felt quite shameful for what I did, so I asked why the nuts.
Alfonso gave a wide grin and laughed abit before answering. Then with a playful and proud tone, he said "Men like us do not fear death, as death is pride... And we cannot risk to live, without pride... heheheh..."
