Whats wrong with this picture?

There are two guys. Their both sitting at a local pub chatting about the here and now. Sports, the boss who they both cant stand, the new accounts coming in among other things. The subject of women comes to the table. Reluctantly one of the men gets up from the bar. He explains he must take this call. He goes to a quiet par of the pub and picks up the phone. Its his ex wife. Shes nagging again and threating to take the children away from him. "You take my rights away and so help me Cindy I will bury you!" he shouted. People near him look in shock but he does not care for their stares. Its funny how even over the phone she could be such a bitch the man though to himself. After she hung up on him he looks to where his friend is sitting at the bar. There was now a young looking girl in his place. He walks over to them both and extends his hand. The man introduces them to each other. The man who was on the phone is simply taken by the beauty. They talk and talk and drink and drink for what seems hours. Four a.m. closing time. The trio walk out the bar to the unforgiving street. They walk a couple of blocks to the train where the man with the angry ex wife says to the other two that its too late and they should hail a cab. "Taxi!" is his battlecry. He has slain the prey, a cabbie arrives. The three get in the yellow cab and head uptown to the womens apartment...with intentions to drop her off of course. She has another motive however. "Come upstairs guys! Have a cup of coffie...you know to take the edge off." The two men look at each other and silently agree. Upstairs the window has a great view of the city. As the young girl fumbles around in the kitchen clinking around the two men are left to their own devices in the living room. "Does she want to...you know." one man say to the other. "Only time will tell." says the other slyly. Out of the kitchen comes two cups of coffie and the beauty. She sets it out on the center table and they begin to talk. "I have a proposition for you two gentlemen." the beauty says as she stand up. "Here it comes." thinks one of the men. "How would you like to make fiffty grand each?" the beauty exclaimed. The smarter and hornyer of the two men said "Sure...as long as we get desert." the other man just couldnt believe what is happening. "I don't know...my ex wife is mad at me already..." the concerned man said as he wiped his brow. "All you have to do is take a package to said destination and walk away." the beauty went behind the couch and pulled out a silver breifcase. "Whats in the case?" "You don't need to know...but your money will be wired to your bank accounts." said the beauty. "What have you been stalking us?" said one man. "More like scouting." the women said with a laugh. The men agree to the job. They have nothing to lose and everything to gain. They both hate their job and one of them hates his ex wife. They walk out of the apartment with the case. The man without the angry wife tells the other to take the case home. He agrees and they part ways. Morning comes. Instead of heading off to the office they both meet at the pub and take an unmarked rented car to the destination which is in the middle of the industrial sector. Noone around but old electrical equipment. They get out of the car and drop off the "package". Days come and go...their money comes as promised. So the question i have to you is Whats wrong with this picture? a happy ending among friends...that is never the case...both men were caught at the location by the FBI. Both were tried for acts of Bioterrorism. A sad end to a long friendship.

till next time

-Tony-