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You sit at a table near the back of the cafe and enjoy the relaxed atmosphere that Coppola seems to exude. After a few minutes a big Mercedes parks across the road from the cafe and you watch as the rear tinted slides down electrically.

When the window is open a man leans out of it and it is then that you see what he is holding, an automatic rifle, and he opens fire in your direction spraying bullets everywhere.

Turn to (492).