Although it was a chilly fall night, the club was still a flurry of activity. A few local patrons braved the wind coming off the ocean as they hurried into the bar to make last call. The driver of the Chrysler exited the vehicle and approached a solitary man waiting on the sidewalk in front of the club. The two men began arguing, with the shorter man explaining that he needed more time to raise the money. At the same time, a black Lincoln Continental pulled up across the street from the Chrysler. Suddenly, a Bronco screeched up to the club. The driver slipped on a pair of gloves, exited the vehicle high on cocaine and headed toward the two men arguing. Instinctively, the taller man turned toward the man approaching from the Bronco and began to wrestle over a gun that had its barrel oiled in case of this scenario. The peaceful night quickly erupted with the sound of gunfire and shattering glass, as the man in the Lincoln began to shoot at the passenger in the Chrysler. The driver of the Chrysler scrambled into the nightclub, pushing past patrons and security in an attempt to evade his would-be assassins, and lurched toward the band only to collapse on the dance floor from a wound in his buttocks.
