hilltop street.
the tower.
this was the main council building.
it was built by Falco Williams.
in the 19th century when he was still alive.
he had been offered a reward to join the council for his services in engineering and building of houses and setting of the underground tunnel system.
but unfortunately.
he had been killed in the early 20th century.he was crossing the road to oxford street.
The Torino police department had investigated the murder.it was a gunshot to the head.
the killers had drove by in a car and from the window.
they shot him.
his family had been compensated.
his wife and only son.
inheriting companies, position and power in the town.
Mrs Anderson was given the new position of education at the high school which was formally run by the sanders.Emily brown.she married a doctor in Torino.
she was from another city.
she had been made a council member because of her influence in river rail city.
as an educationist and she was made to look over the newly built high school called holy high.
the tower was a huge building with pillars.it had large doors,windows and space within.
the compound was extra spaceful. having green fields outside the lawn.
it was located at Hilltop and it was the one of the largest building in the town. well built and painted white.it was protected by police officers.
the security issue in the town was making it extra hard of letting go of patrolling and curfew at night.
especially at this side of town where they were wealthy class people who could afford the high cost of living and meet its social needs and fulfilment.tax laws and regulations from enforcers.
Torino tax force.
Ttf.
It was managed by the chief of police.frank Franky.
one of the council members.
they had gathered together at the tower to discuss the uprising. deaths and stolen government properties which was brought in to move the economy of the town.
the vans which carried oil was destoryed.
the drivers were shot dead before even getting a chance to pass into the towns boundary and the oil product was stolen.
the officers became aware when they saw the vans in smokes.
it was set on fire. next was the killings at the train station.
the people reported how it had gone down.
especially those who had witnessed it by the side. they heard gunshots.
bodies had been found at the tunnels.along with cocaine.
blood was seen on the floor too.
the police officers had done a clean sweep on the train station. enabling it to be safe for usage and travel.
the train was being repaired and was not at the station when the incident happened.
it was reported that other gang members had attacked and this had resulted in a shoot out.
they was the current uprising.
it seemed that one of the popular gang.the legion mafia gang.
they were the ones behind the conspiracy and looting. even the spreading of cocaine. at the tunnels.
they were lots of problem so far and they were being broadcasted in the news since early morning.
the time was 7:am when the stolen oil product went missing and the vans were set ablaze.
Lukas divino.
a council member who was in charge of investing in the town. He had paid for them. buying them at a high prize.from olive City.it was miles away from the town.
he had ordered for two truck load. at the prize of one hundred thousand lavander.
of which the Torino central bank had granted a day before the incident.
it was quite the loss and further more.it was the people of the town who wished to exploit the recourses from the town.
gang wars.drugs being distributed from block to block. street to street.
hence was the meeting which was being held at the tower.
In a conference room which had steel chairs and tables.filled with lights. drawings and paintings on the wall.
furnished doors and windows. which were wide open.
the tower is a 7 storey building. with built-in spaces within and having pillars too.
one of Falco Williams architecture drawings.which was put into place.
"how did it happen?asked Lukas.
he sat at the far end of the table.with a worried countenance on his face.
the others stared at him.quite worried too.
it was seen on their faces.
"we believe it was gang members."said frank Franky. the chief of police. who had his uniforms on. all coloured red.including his cap.
"the legion mafia gang."
"thier influence has grown quite large and thier leader is behind it all.
"you mean the hoodlum."
"Lobos odini."
said Mrs Anderson.the council woman of education.
"he's noting but trouble."
"have told you all before."
"how do we get him down?asked Lukas.
"we round up their gang."
"Including himself."
"take him out and his whole game plan crash down with him."
"the use of drugs increases each year and my men are yet to stop the spreading of these substances."
"even the anti drug force."
Lukas divino looked calm and quiet.
the town was no longer safe and it would seem that the council management program. which started during the 19th century.was failing.
so far.he'd held his position as head of business plans.bank management and investing in the town for 3 years now.
after being voted in by the people.
things weren't this bad when the former head of the council was still in position.
he'd stepped down by himself before it was marked to be an outlawed town which refuse to adhere to government policies. it was being practiced in other smaller towns. Lukas divino had thought he could tame the villains. however. this was the beginning of a struggle for power and order with them.
"he needs to be killed."said frank. with a serious tone in his voice.
"that's how we get all this to be stoped."
"where is he then? asked Lukas.his eyebrows furrowed.
"after stealing the oil."
"where else can he be."
"if not in town."
"already doing business with the rest of the villains in here."
"God knows how many of those forsaken lots are out there right now."
said mrs Anderson.
she sat back on her chair and sighed.
silence prevailed over the room for a while.
grown trees could be seen in the compound. they were huge.all standing in order and spaced.the field extended forward and resting chairs could be seen around.including pole lights which were positioned on the road.
"we have no choice than to act fast else we expose ourselves to further damages."said Alberto butch. council member of transportation.
"it is settled then."said Lukas.
"I want all gang leaders to be found by any means."
"even if it means putting a bounty on their head."
everyone at the table looked at him. with a surprised countenance.
"five hundred thousand lavander for who ever gets them first."
"of course."said frank. he stood up from the chair
"I will get to it."
"he walked toward the door and exited the room.
"so what now?asked Albert.
"we wait for results."said Lukas.
rex lay on one of the couchs in the living room.it was close to the window in his house. close to the wall and just a little further to the left was the exit door.
he was bare chested.only putting on a trouser. his left arm was bandaged.
he'd been hit in the attack at the tunnels.
it would appear that it was a trap to begin with. no one told him that the Torino police would be coming.
they must have had access to his brother. the news of his death and his dead body but not about his own movement.it would seem that they were spies everywhere.willing to spread words for money.
they would be after them now.the
gang leaders in the town.
those considered to be villains. by the council members.those at the top.who would make sure noting went wrong in the town.
however.this was a pipe dream.the power they held wasn't stable and it was seen already.
just this morning.
he'd turned on the news. only to see burning vehicles.outside the towns boundary.
it appeared that his target was making bigger moves while he chased after his shadows underground.
so far.he had turned into a threat.
an enemy and number one wanted gang leader in Torino.rex had promised himself to be the one to kill him.even if it meant risking his life. as he'd done before.
his brother had been killed.
he needed to avenge him.
sound of footsteps could be heard climbing the staircase and into the porch.
he spied through the closed window and saw Barack.walking to the door. with a bag on his left shoulder.
he knocked and waited for a while.
"its open." he said.
the door opened and Barack walked into the house.
they stared at each other. he closed the door.
"what's good?asked rex
"same bullshit."
"cops."
"killers."
"drug addicts everywhere."
Barack closed the door before walking to a couch near by.
he sat down and put the bag on the small table which was close to him.
he zipped it open and brought out some can food.bottle waters.clothes and new guns.
"I did some shopping around the block."
"it seems the sales are going up at the black market."
"something about oil being sold for cheaper prize."
rex stared at him.
"it's him."
"who?asked Barack.oblivious at first but then recognition dawned on him.
his eyes went toward his injured arm.
"lobos odini."
"he destoryed the vehicles that were supposed to bring in oil while we were busy after his ass at the tunnels."
"he's a smart one."
"isn't he?
"I don't give a damn."
"I want him dead."said rex. he stood up and brought out his gun from his waist holster.
"we need to make a move before the police do."
"what do you say boss?
asked Barack.
"we both know it's not safe in blue lane."
"not to talk of the black market."
"they are cops everywhere."
"then how do they sell thier products?
"the people at the black market."
"without getting caught?
"as usual."
"they keep thier shit stashed in buildings."
"distributing in code to buyers in the street."
"most of em aren't even from this town."
"despite the cops everywhere."
"it would seem that he's making his move and who doesn't like cheap goods now huh?
"basically everyone."
"they'll do anything to get their hands on the oil."
"even if it means sneaking in and out."
"just like the drugs he smuggles."
rex nodded. clearly thinking about the matter.
"I came to inform you about it."
"so what do you wanna do?
"this is my territory."
"isn't it?
Barack nodded.
"sure it is boss."
"then we expose him here."
"but he isn't here."
"that would be bad for business."
"won't it?
"I don't really care anymore."
"if we rat em out then that would be the end of our business with the guys at the market."
"wont it?
"no more cash back or anything from them."
"it's too risky having them in my neighborhood at this time."
"a bounty is already on our heads."
"imagine what would happen if shit gets out of hand here."
Barack stood up from the couch.
"that is none of our business boss."said Barack.
"we in for the money."
"aren't we?
rex right hand turned into a fist.the pistol was in his other hand.
"for goodness sake Barack."
"my brother is dead."
"you are aware of this."
"aren't you?
his countenance changed.
"I understand."
"do you? rex asked. he shook his head.
"I don't think you do."
he said and sat on the couch.
"it isn't about money now Barack?
"this is about revenge."
"I want them exposed and gone."
"he's not gonna make any profit from my block."
"over my dead body."
they both stared at each other.
"well."
"what's the plan boss?
"we rat them out?
Onswart Stewart didn't have a good sleep last night.
at his house. how could he?
when two of his friends were killed.they all belonged to the anti drug force. in the police department.they were in charge of searching the town for drug addicts and dealers.
Since the substances found its way into the town. it had been hard to control it's flow.
the towns prison was filled already. criminals.drug dealers.killers.
he participated in arresting them.
in his seventeen years of service before the new Force was created by the new chief of police.he was a member of a the council.
the anti drug force.he was assigned to be the captain.in his past years in the town.he had experienced several bumps and bruises.especially with his new team but they had never once clashed with gang members like the legion Mafia gang.they were at the tunnels.
after last night. loosing two good men. he didn't know how to feel or react but he was angry and spiteful.
the early morning news displayed the burning vans just outside the towns boundary and the recources being sent from olive City was stolen.
sources had spoken about this particular gang being involved.
their pictures were displayed to the people of the town and a bounty was placed on his head. by the council members at the tower.
onswart knew it was only a matter of time before things get shaken up and down and he wanted to be in the mist of the action.
they was something about this man and his gang.they looked like trouble.
they were dangerous to begin with.
ever since the smuggling of drugs into the town through the train station and it being being sold.
Torino had gone to a leveled ground where addictions grew.sickness.deaths of junkie victims alike.
the Torino public hospital was filled with cases.
victims who died of over dose from these harmful substances and it was alarming.
onswart was sitting on a chair.in his office.at the Torino police department.it was located at palm street.
a huge spaced compound which had fenced walls and a prison. the two buildings were large.
a six storey building and a steel fortified brick building. the space was large enough to contain them.both buildings were separated by the walls which was connected but it also separated them.
his office was in the five story building.at the top floor and from there. he could see the lords house. His uncle who was a priest was arrested for dealing cocaine to the members.
sources say that he had confessed to being influenced by lobos odini who the police had yet to apprehend.
Saint Germain Stewart was his name and he'd been noting but trouble.
the ties he had with him had brought about the death of his own wife. she was shot at a mall.
the killers could not be identified and the case had been swept under the rug. he had not forgotten.
his only daughter.
Hellen Stewart. she was five years old.she was his only family and she was sick with Leukemia.
she had gotten the disease since she was two years old and had been treated ever since.
the doctors allowed her to be taken home once in awhile.
he often found himself cherishing the moments they spent together at home.
after his wife's death.his daughter's sickness had gotten worse due to emotional cause and his devotion to his job.this caused the doctors to hold on to her for treatment at the public hospital in all falls street.
he visited her once in awhile.
after the incident last night.where he and his team were attacked at the underground.
he thought he would be killed.
it would've been the last time he would have seen his baby girl.
two members of his team were killed.Roberto and markus. both had families of their own but now they were gone.
their bodies had already been taken to the morgue in the public hospital.
he had not even gotten the time to visit them.it pained him a lot but they was noting he could do to bring them back.
it would seem that the tip given to them in the letter was just a decoy or trap for them and this had cost him his friends life.
he opened the drawer on his desk and brought out his wallet.
within.he could find their passports. pictures of his daughter and dead wife.onswart placed them on a table.
other documents could be seen on the table.
he stared at them for a while before looking at the prison.
his uncle was due to be released five days from now. after completing his ten year jail term in prison.
onswart needed answers on lobos odini and his uncle was the right man to ask.
the door suddenly opened and Caleb walked into the office. He was one of his men.
"we have received another letter."he said and closed the door before walking toward his desk.
onswart had a bewildered countenance on his face.
Caleb was anxious.
he was panting.
"it came this morning."
"around ten."
"from blue lane."
"who sent it?
"it's anonymous."replied Caleb.
"it details how the people there sell and buy from the black market."
"the stolen oil is being sold for a cheaper prize."
"what!
"how did this happen?
"the criminals sir."
"that's how."
"this must be another trap."replied onswart.
"the CCTV cameras has been disconnected around that area."
"so it's hard to tell."
"plus it's dangerous too."
"the chief has sent troops over there but he wants us to accompany."
onswart stared at him.
then back to the pictures on the table.
"he said I should ask if you are down with it?
"sure." he nodded.
"get the others."
"am on my way."
"yes sir." Caleb said and walked toward the door and then exiting.
onswart quickly arranged the pictures in his wallet.cleared the files from the table and put them in the drawer.
he followed Caleb.
walking toward the door and exiting the office.
The police cars moved along palm street.
driving past shortcuts and u turns.
they were ten vehicles in total.
the Chief had sent some men earlier before this squad being led by onswart was sent.
he wondered if the first set of police officers were already handling the case. he wondered if it was a trap and what the black market had to offer.
it was an illegal place at blue lane.
drugs were usually sold there and he knew that lobos odini was behind it all.it would be no Coincidence.
if he was the one who supplied the stolen oil to them.
to sell.
they was a bounty on his head too. everything seemed to be getting out of hand and also hard for him to process.
one thing was sure.he wanted him in prision.even if it was the last thing he did.
the police vehicles made a u turn and drove into a straight road. ahead were traffic lights and several cars were waiting for the lights to turn green.
the vechiles on the road all stoped moving and just at the left direction.
onswart could see the Torino public hospital. high and tall.
painted with white colour paint.his daughter was in the building. In her room.in a bed. drips were attached to her body.
it had been three days since he last visited.
onswart had a sudden urge to step down from the car and abandon the mission.
however. the traffic lights turned to green and the cars began to move again.
his mind quickly diverted and refocused on the mission at hand.
the police vehicles took a bend to the left and they approached the black market which was at the last block of blue lane.
tall buildings stood at opposite side of the street.
it was filled with police cars and police officers were already searching the houses.
onswart could see them opening doors.
coming out of houses.people had gathered.they were watching as the event unfolded.
onswart and the others came down from thier vehicles.
"what's going on? asked onswart.
"we are checking the buildings."
"they are no signs of anything yet."
onswart looked around the corners.
in-between houses.alley way.they was noting suspicious.
something was wrong.he could tell.
just then. one of the doors at the first floor opened and some one could be seen running.
all eyes turned toward the first floor direction.
a man was running away from the police officers who were at the first floor.
"after him."yelled onswart.
the police officers followed him.in hot pursuit.
onswart began to run too.
with quite the speed.
from below.
screams could be heard as the target ran past the people gathered at the first floor of the tall building.
from there. the express which was built on high and being at the same height as the 10 storey building could be seen.
onswart could see that he planned on crossing over.
Jumping on the steel instalment then crossing into the express.
"shoot him."yelled onswart.
"now."
the officers opened fire and the target was exposed to gunfire.however. he kept moving.running toward the express which was built on high ground.it was in sight and the man was already at the end when one of the bullets hit his leg.
he crashed down against the steel instalment.he stood up and without hesitating .
he jumped on the steel instalment and crossed into the express which was near the building.
he fell on a car which was passing by and then to the ground.
the police officers stopped at the end of the last building.
watching from where they stood.
onswart hurried toward the last building and looked at the officers.
"what happened?
"he's gone."one of them answered.
"we lost him."
"shit."
"what about the oil?
"the drugs?
"we didn't see anything sir."
he looked around.
carefully looking at the faces of the people who were watching.
he didn't know who were the villains or the innocent ones in the town.
everything was messed up and they was one more thing.
blue lane was not safe for police officers.
"come on."
"we are leaving."said onswart. he put his gun back in his waist holster.
the mission was a failure.