The female waiter came back with my coffee. She had made it with pure 100% Columbian coffee beans and put a little creamer and sugar in it. I took a taste of it. I could taste the bold roasted flavor, and the sweet creaminess of the creamer and sugar. "It's perfect, thank you very much", I said with great thanks. "No problem Mr. Koch", she said with a warm tone. I continued to sip the coffee, when one of my associates came in and sat near me. I couldn't help but state, "Are you finally back with a shipment?". "Yes... quite a large one to be exact", he replied. My eyes widened, I almost spit out my whole coffee. "You're kidding!", I said with excitement. "Yes, we have about 2 tons of munitions waiting for you by the port". I tried to keep my excitement to a minimum, "So I guess we are back in business again, right?". "Correct sir", he said with great pride. "Wonderful!". I sipped the coffee again. A soft grin appeared on my face, the fact that the mob was going to become more powerful made me feel like my father. <Damn, the look on my dad's face if he saw me now>. "So whats in the shipment?". "You're going to have to find that out for yourself, sir", he answered. My face turned a bit straight. Who knew what could be on that ship. It could be just ammo. "Well, I must know. If it's just ammunition, that wouldn't be very appealing to the black market. They need weapons aswell, not just ammo". "Trust me sir, you will like what you see".