The McDonald's Mob Hit

Versace was a man of routine. At 71 years old, he had been in the mob for most of his life and had seen things that would make most people shudder. He had seen it all, from the glory days of the mafia to its eventual decline. But in the morning, he was just like anyone else - he craved his cup of coffee from McDonald's.

Versace had been going to the same McDonald's for years. It was his local spot, and he knew the staff well. He would always order his usual - a medium coffee, black - and he would savor every sip.

But one day, as Versace pulled up to the drive-thru, something felt off. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he had a sense of unease. Nevertheless, he placed his order and waited patiently in his car for his coffee.

He heard a loud noise. It sounded like a firework going off. He didn't think much of it at first, but then he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw blood seeping through his shirt.

Versace knew immediately that he had been shot. He tried to drive away, but his foot slipped off the brake pedal, and he crashed into the car in front of him. He slumped over in his seat, gasping for breath.

Panic erupted in the McDonald's as people rushed to help him. Someone called 911, but it was too late. Versace was dead.

The police arrived quickly and began their investigation. It soon became clear that Versace's love for McDonald's coffee had led to his untimely demise. Versace was dead. They found a 9mm pistol in the bushes nearby, and it didn't take long for them to figure out who was behind the killing.

It turned out that Versace had made a lot of enemies over the years, and one of them had finally decided to take him out.

It was a reminder that even the most mundane things in life can have deadly consequences, especially in the world of organized crime. Versace had never thought twice about his routine morning coffee, but it had ultimately cost him his life.