Mobster!

I dreamt I had come to a house, nothing really outstanding but nice, in the country. I had my beagle with me and a little red puppy that we have now. I was there to visit my boyfriend, who, apparently, was a mobster. When I got to the house I realized the place was swarming with police (mostly in plain clothes) and I knew a gunfight was about to ensue. Fearing not only for my life but the lives of the dogs, I ran to a back bedroom with them. I was cowering on the floor under a window and the dogs were on the bed and I was trying to figure out where to put them so they wouldn't get shot. About that time, a rifle barrel pushed against the window opening it slightly. I begged the man not to shoot, that the dogs would be killed, and that I had been promised a lot of money by my boyfriend and if he wouldn't shoot in there that he could have the money. Apparently he agreed (though I never saw a figure or face) and the rifle barrel withdrew. I stood, angry this time, and went to tell my boyfriend I was taking the dogs and leaving. I was wearing a white cotton summer dress, and looked very pretty actually. I told him I didn't want to get shot and I got the dogs and got in a car and left, I heard gunshots as I drove away.
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