WARNING: GRAPHIC CHAPTER
As Alex and Scarlet were discussing plans for the Jackals, Alex's phone buzzed.
'All cleaned up, ready for your arrival. -Jack'
"Looks like Jack is done, let's go have a look at these Jackals."
Walking across the road and into the bar, Alex took in the sight displayed right in front of him. By the looks of it two dead, and multiple injured.
"Only 2 dead, well done Jack. Now, who is the leader?"
"Thank you, Boss; the leader is the dude cradling his hand."
Taking in the pitiful sight of the Jackals dishevel leader, Alex smiled.
"So, you're the leader of these kids. What's your name?"
The leader completely ignored Alex's question, looking past him at Jack.
"You, such a violent force, work for this kid? He's barely stopped sucking his mom's tits. What the fuck are you doing?"
"You better watch your mouth!"
"Wait a moment, I no longer give a shit about your name."
"Mr Night, someone as much of a dumb brute as this guy could not have established a prostitution ring. He at most could go round beating the shopkeepers and business owners for petty change, there is not enough brain to set up such a mature operation. He is just a figurehead."
Alex's eyes opened wide, looking at the injured leader. Finally activating his aura of fear, the leader's eyes narrowed finally experiencing the aura of horror that Alex brought. A small puddle slowly appeared around the man's crotch much to his embarrassment.
"Fucking disgusting. You heard her, who is the real brains of the operation? You have three seconds to tell me what I want to know or I will make you wish you were dead."
"Why would I ruin my own business?"
"1"
"I'll never tell you!"
Focusing his aura on the leader alone, Alex's eyes focused in on this brute. A cold shiver ran down the man's spine as he felt the shadow of death envelop him. Looking up into Alex's eyes, he felt like a tiny mouse in front of a huge predator. It was impossible to escape.
"2"
Under the psychological pressure that Alex brought, the leader's pitiful last act of bravery crumbled. In the hopes of saving himself he gave up everything up.
"It's George, we set up the Jackals together. I was the brawn used for enforcement and protection fee collection, while he would deal with the prostitution ring."
"Where is he?"
"He is in the hotel training the new girl."
"Lead the way. Jack, you look after the rest of these kids."
Walking behind the scared gang leader, Alex and Scarlet left the bar and proceeded down the street. They made for a formidable sight, two exquisitely clothed gangsters walking behind a dishevelled brute cradling his broken wrist. Walking into the hotel, they got many odd looks. Everyone knew the gang leader, but no one had seen these two people before. The odd looks of fear that the leader of the Jackals cast their way every so often, scared the onlookers. They were constantly living in fear of that brute, and now someone that could make even that monster submit had appeared.
"They're here to see George."
Walking past the reception desk, the brute looked at one of the receptionists and informed him of their plans. Getting into the elevator at the side of the reception desk, they went to the top floor. When the elevator opened, they saw a large hallway with one door either side.
"The left suite is where George stays. He has his office there as well as where he breaks in the new girls. He got a new girl yesterday and she should be currently being broken in. I know that he keeps a spare key in behind the hallway fire alarm."
As if on cue, Scarlet walked towards the fire alarm on the way to the room, pulling it out the wall, she saw a little hook with a key on it. Taking the key, she walked ahead of the duo and unlocked the door. Respectfully standing to the side as she let Alex in the room first.
Alex walked in taking in the sight of the living room, along with two thugs sitting on the couch smoking cigarettes. Behind the couch was a desk with papers piled on it, probably the office that the gang leader was talking about. Alex also noticed a door on the left wall, probably leading to the bedroom. His prediction was confirmed a second later when he heard a girl hoarsely scream.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?" one of the thugs shouted at Alex as he walked in.
The thug was immediately shut up when he saw the dishevelled gang leader pushed in by a gorgeous beauty in a black dress. The other thug piped up,
"Tim, who the fuck are they? George won't like this."
"I suggest John, that you treat them with a lot of respect, because one of this guy's men singlehandedly wiped out the bar. With absolutely no effort whatsoever."
Not caring about the conversation occurring between the thugs, Alex walked into the bedroom. Looking around there was a bed dominating the centre of the room on which a young woman was tied up. She was naked, her large breasts and big ass pulling the eyesight of anyone who walked in. She was currently being raped by a tall well-endowed man with black hair who had his back to the door. Weak cries of "stop" were heard every couple of breaths but by the looks of it this had been going on for some time and she had already lost hope.
Alex walked to the corner of the room and sat on a chair not caring about what was happening on the bed. Finally feeling like something was wrong, the man looked round the room.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
Having found a random stranger sitting in the corner of the room looking at the scene in front of him with a smile.
"Nice to meet you, George."
George stole a quick glance through the open door only to see a dishevelled Tim talking to the two thugs on the couch. He also noticed a black-haired beauty sitting behind his desk looking through his paperwork.
"You two lazy shits, kill these two fuckers! Tim how fucking dare you bring someone into my office without telling me first! You're fucking done!"
"George, I suggest wholeheartedly you calm down. You cannot deal with these people." Tim voiced a word of warning to his long time partner.
"You fucking traitor, I'm going to kill you right after I kill this kid and rape that woman. Will you finally tell me who the fuck you are?!"
"I suggest you act more respectfully in front of me. You can call me Mr Night."