In a car park in Town Quay only a few hundred yards from the Isle of Wight ferry terminal, Southampton. Giovanni Rosinni looked to the departure of the two o'clock ferry to the Isle of Wight. The mornings rain had cleared to be replaced by sun and partial clouds dotted across the expanse of a winters sky.
He sighed and he hoped that the person he was meeting would be able to help him out. From the distance he spotted a car parking up and wondered if it was the contact he was supposed to meet. However a lady dressed in a black coat walked away from him towards the ferry terminal.
Giovanni continued to look around and he spotted a tall, bald headed figure over six feet in height with stocky build and wearing a white t-shirt and black trainers.
Giovanni looked at the man for a moment "You know why we are meeting?"
The man smiled at Giovanni and nodded to indicate he understood "I can help you."
Giovanni followed Byron to a waiting car and he got in. Byron sat and smiled "My friends say they can help you out."
Giovanni nodded as he stared out of the window "Friends I thought we were doing this alone."
Byron shrugged his shoulders and sympathetically said "Your request needed to be looked at."
Byron walked out of the car out of Giovannis view and he quickly looked around. As Giovanni got out he heard a large boom from behind him. Moments later he screamed as pain seared through him. He quickly fell and he saw from behind him a second and final flash in the cars wing mirror as he fell. Byron placed a third and final bullet in his head to make sure he was dead. He grabbed Giovannis body and he looked around to make sure that the car park was deserted.
He heaved the body into his car and drove for about a mile to a place where he would dump the body out of sight. Byron stopped and looked around as he looked across the River Itchen. As he got out he pulled up the cars handbrake and he walked away from the scene. The car entered the river with barely a splash and it quickly sank as bubbles rose to the surface before the waters of the River Itchen returned to a cold stillness.