When one order was completed, the toys came to life and ventured to their designated targets.
Each of them arrived in time to be picked up by someone or awaited their next instructions.
Not every single one of them would be brought somewhere especially since they were dangerous.
Although Tiffany never noticed anything strange being done to each of those under her control, there was always a chance that something was put inside that was beyond her understanding.
A simple tracking device or a remote-activated bomb could be used against her and Butch if she was not careful.
Each of them would be sent to a designated location for a specific purpose or would have them kept in a location that was far away from where they were staying.
They would prove to be valuable trump cards if used effectively but could become a major problem if used too carelessly.
Tiffany was dealing with an aged and very experienced elder who had a lot of experience with killing others and navigating through various underworld channels.
He was not to be underestimated otherwise it would cost her life.
If she did have a larger need for anything then they would have to be moved closer to a designated position before she went there so that they could be in place ready to use if needed.
The current arrangement allowed for the transaction to proceed smoothly and so long as she did not do anything that upset him, a relationship could be built up at a steady pace.
One transaction had been made successfully so more toys were sent over to be modified.
If everything worked out well then more difficult and larger requests could be made.
Each day that passed would allow for more of them to be modified while Tiffany could think about how she would live her life from now on.
After some time contemplating, Tiffany decided to try out participating in some of the activities that Butch's group had going.
Butch may have made a name for himself in the surrounding area but he was not considered as the boss at the very top of his organization.
He was just one of several high-level leaders underneath the boss who ran everything.
Each one of the high-level leaders was just like an enforcer for them and was equally as important to their crime organization.
Each leader may have their operations and ways of doing things but when orders came in from above, they could not be ignored no matter what the leaders thought of it.
There was still some room for Butch to rise if he desired it and if Tiffany wanted to actively support him.
The problem was that it would severely weaken the organization if it tried to seize power without the support of the other leaders.
It was possible to nurture some talents or to sway some others to their side but both methods were quite risky and would not go unnoticed.
Tiffany would not always be there to help him and would probably find something that suited herself so it would be unwise to seize power when Butch did not have sufficient power to keep hold of it on his own.
Tiffany woke up and stepped toward the walk-in closet where there was a wide variety of clothes available to her.
It was a strange sight to behold for her since she was not used to such luxury.
Wide rows of shelves were filled with the latest fashion of different pieces of clothing.
There were some rows of shoes, pants, skirts, dresses, corsets, shirts, jackets, and much more including various accessories.
Tiffany was feeling a little overwhelmed by the new life she was living but it felt nice at the same time.
There were many things that she did not get to experience before and she was currently able to do so many things that she had never done before or had wished to do.
After choosing a fashionable black dress, Tiffany got dressed before heading out to meet Butch to update him on her plans.
When she arrived at his office where he usually handled most of his matters, Tiffany bumped into Puck who was standing around near the door as if guarding him.
Puck looked very serious in her duties but there was an underlying affection displayed in each of her actions as she took careful glances toward the closed door to catch a glimpse of Butch as he came out.
Her eyes turned to Tiffany and her expression hardened a little as she hid her previous emotions that were on display. "Butch assigned me to you so do let me know when you have something in mind for me to do for you. What you have asked for so far was easy to achieve."
She leaned closer while quietly hinting. "Put in a good word in for me with Butch. Since you are his sister, I am sure that he will listen well to you. If you are helpful to me then I will work harder to help you."