He led me over to his room Reaching into his dresser drawer he brought out a 45. Cocking it he passed it to me. "You will use this." For a second I was confused. "I'll use this? What about you?" He sat down, "see that is the thing, I thought I would keep guard." "You mean you're not shooting him?" I took his shirt in my fist and pinned him against the wall. "You're not turning back on our plan now are you? And after that whole speech for gods sake." He pushed my hand away. "Mac, chill out. I will be there. How the hell are we going to get the job done if no one keeps guard?" I backed off, "You're right." He laughed and slapped me on the back. "See, I would never do that to you man." He seemed to be sweating. I patted him on the cheek. "Good boy. We strike tomorrow. "As soon as I entered my room I passed out on the bed. Tomorrow would sure be difficult. More difficult then planning the murder, was getting into the house. Wearing black suits and masks me and Banquo snuck into Duncan's abode. We had to be careful. Duncan was probably armed and ready for anything. Unlike us, when our fault happened he got credited for doing the right thing. He's never been a very likeable guy, but in the mob he was king. Silently we broke his window and unlocked the door. "Jesus Mac," Banquo whispered, "I can't believe I'm scared." I put my hands on his shoulders, and put my forehead to his. "Wise up. You're like my brother, I wouldn't let anything happen to you." I slapped him lightly on the cheek. "Snap out of it all right?" He nodded. "Good let's go." We slowly went up the stairs, making sure not to wake up anybody with any slight squeak. I could hear banquos heavy breathing behind me. I turned around, "What did I tell you? Chill out." He wiped his forehead, "sorry Mac. It's just we haven't done this in awhile." I nodded. It was true. Who knew what power Duncan had now. Most mobsters had 4 to 5 guys to protect them. Since that night Duncan had moved on to bigger and better things. Finally we got to the basteirds door. Sure enough, sitting outside were two men the size of beasts. Both were wearing pin striped suits, asleep in arm chairs. It was almost hysterical how there bald heads gleamed with the dim light in the hallway. Walking closer one of the beasts woke up, causing the other to as well. "You take one, I'll take the other", I said to Banquo. He nodded. One of them came towards me snarling. Backing away I flipped off the wall, kicking him in his stomach. I could see him cough out blood as he fell. Getting up he tried to strike at me, but made a failed attempt. I punched him square in the jaw, knocking out a few teeth. I looked over to see Banquo knee the beast in his genitals. We both nodded to each other. Just in the knick of time I shot the man in the forehead, knocking him down the stairs. As he hit the last step blood covered the floor like a blanket. A few minutes later a shot was fired to signal Banquo had killed the guys partner. I looked over, Sure enough Banquo was smiling. "Whew, sure haven't done that in awhile." I laughed, "Now to the tough part." We both opened the door together.