LOCATION: THE STREETS.
POV:ADRIAN
Over the course of a week Adrian with the help of Hatsuki and some of his men relocated the family to their new residence.
The three bedroom apartment was perfect for the Sinclairs at this moment.
The [Street Tigers] had increased there search for them. It was only a matter of time before a string led them to him. So he had to strike first and take the lead before he lost hold on the situation.
'operation kill the cat' was about to commence and Adrian had to be there while the process started.
The first step to his plan was information. The [Street Tigers] were not that of an elusive group. Information about them was fairly easy to get but that was surface information. What Adrian needed was insider information. There were two ways to get such information. First, he could buy it from Rowland or, he could go the other route.
Buying information on an individual from an info broker was easy but be aware, information on the buyer can in turn be bought from the info broker.
So Adrian opted for the second option. Interrogation.
With the pause of the cannabis production, the stocks in the warehouse were quickly draining. Very soon they would run out of products to sell. This action may cause a backlash but, Adrian was ready for it.
The basement in the new apartment was out to go use. A new and improved indoor grow room was being furbished. Although not yet beginning production, the room was being prepared for the eventually start of one.
Adrian men continued their training in preparation for the brawl ahead. Adrian too some time out his schedule to teach them.
'Operation shadow' was one of the best secret government programs. Knowledge of Various variety were imparted to the operators. Reconnaissance, assassination, blackmail, strike missions, interugation and torture techniques, minds games ecetra were all part of the deal.
Adrian selectively thought his men these techniques. The full package would be available to them after they have proven their loyalty.
Right now, Adrian and five of his men were surveying the streets. As of now, they could only target lone members so the [Street Tigers].
Ganging up on multiple target would risk their plan being found out.
Tis been nearly an hour and finally the fish shows up.
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Jack walked around the neighborhood. Today he was on patrol duty. Recently, the gang has been on alert. Their leader Markus, suspected some of the rival gangs were scheming to take over his territory so the gang has been put on alert mode.
Members were ordered to patrol in pairs with no man walking solo. But this part of the Territory had the least amount of suspicion so he decided to patrol solo.
Walking by an unsuspecting alley, Jack thought back to when his nephew complained to him about a boy beared hell outta him. He could not help but shake his head. His nephew was becoming too complaisant.
Suddenly, there was a pull on him before darkness painted his vision.
And the only sentence heard before oblivion was,
"The cat is in the bag"
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Jack regained consciousness after a startling cold water was poured on him.
After awakening,. Jack's first reaction was to swear a loud,...
"FUCK. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU"
Surveying his surroundings, Jack noticed first, the minimal lighting in the room. Only a single light bulb illuminated the entire room bringing with it a subtle level of intimidation as Jack could not see his captors.
Along with the eerie sounds of metal clinking, came a distinctive rise in the heart beat rate of Jack
Jack could not take the suspense any longer he resulted to his own intimidation tactic.
"I don't know who the fuck you are but know this, I run with the [Street Tigers] if you fuck with me, my homies are gonna run you to the ground you hear me!!. We're gonna kill you before fucking you wives and killing all your children. Am warning you don't fuck with m-AHHHHHHHH FUCK!"
*ZAP*
Jack's tirade was put to an abrupt end as one of the men struck him with a taser like instrument.
A deep voice then cut through the darkness and pain.
"Hello Mr, am sorry for the inhospitable treatment, you see, I need something that only you could give me. So I suggest you concord with all our requests unless, *eerie giggle*"
*ZAP* *ZAP*
"AAAAAHHHHHHH"
The wails of Jack grew uninterrupted in the room for the next twenty minutes.
Adrian stood at a corner watching his men work. He could not help but commend them cause in spite of it being their first time torturing someone, they were not weared that weared down.
Not long after, Jack spilled all the knowledge he had about the gangs to Adrian's men. And yes it took more than just a taser. Let's just say, he wouldn't be needing a few fingers would he?.
Adrian and his men cleaned up the room. The passed out jack will remained locked up in this room for the foreseeable future. One of the men was kept in charge of his feeding and other necessities.
Adrian summoned a meeting for his men. He started by commending them for their bravery.
"Firstly, I have to say, you did not disappoint me. All the money spent on your trainings were well spent. The first step of the plan has been completed. From here on, we are in hot mode. The [Street Tigers] will likely become more alert over the loss of one of their members so we have to be very careful"
Adrian looked around gazing at the serious expressions on their faces before continuing.
"We will give them a week rest after, the lazer plan will commence"
Cats loved to chase lazers but what if this lazer chased them.
"For now go back to your training. This week will be rest week and then, the game begins. Tomorrow, Hector, James and Greg will come with me. It's time to re begin our weed production".
After a bit more small talk, they all dispersed.
Adrian rode his scotter back to his new home. Tomorrow a new indoor grow room will be put in place in the basement of his home and the rented space of [Shoto's dojo].
Danger was inevitable if he wished to secure his place in the underworld. The [Street Tigers] were only the first of many steps to his position at the bottom of this inverted mountain.
Adrian had to plan extensively. After phase two there was sure to be police involvement. And as they say, nobody like the feds in the ends.
Entering the living room Adrian spotted Sebastian his ever quiet younger brother.
Sebastian seeing his older brother waved silently in greeting
Adrian sighed in defeat.
"You know you can talk right"
Sebastian turned his head slightly, confusion clouding his facade he pused his glasses up a bit, then a look of understanding came upon him and he replied with the standard British accent.
"Brother, I find words to a great extent exhausting"
Adrian looked confused for a moment before he was enlightened.
You see, Sebastian was smart. Too smart. A typical nine year old could not begin to fathom the amount of knowledge slushing around in his brain. His brain constantly ran calculations on even some of the more obvious things. Using words was considered exhausting because, no matter what he said, an ounce of that knowledge was sure to come out causing others to be confused or look at him like a freak.
Adrian understood his brother very well. He was only seven when they had to run from their home land to a foreign country.
Running from England was one of the worst memories in Adrian's new life. Some might ask why a fifteen year old reincarnated boy was obsessed with the underworld. Well it's because of some very bad people.
Adrian sat beside Sebastian and asked.
"How was school?"
"Exhilarating" came the sarcastic reply.
"Oh come on, it's not all that bad is it?" Adrian probed.
Sebastian looked up from his book. He turned to his brother and with and a face devoid of emotions he narrated.
"Cindy, my all giddy twin, bested the science teacher on her own subject before insulting her about the poor choices she made in life by teaching a subject she did not know."
"Afterwards, during math, I asked a minor geometry question to the teacher, who, according to his body language could not answer it so he resulted to instigate to the other children that I was speaking nonsense. After which I and Cindy were sent to detention for 'teaching' some bullies the art of politeness and respect "
Adrian mouth hung open. A egg could probably fit inside.
It seems the twins were more trouble than he anticipated. He put his hand on Sebastian's head; rubbing it softly much to the dismay of the owner.
"I know it is a lot of stress but, please just put up with it for a short while after this, I could get you and Cindy a home teacher"
Adrian spoke softly.
"And please, be less trouble at school ok"
Sebastian's eyes flashed. He then nodded.
Adrian smiled brightly then stood up.
"C'mon, let's get something to eat"
Sebastian although delighted, still nodded calmly. He and Adrian went out, strolling the neighborhood and getting some ice cream and having some fun mostly Adrian.
After which they returned home where Adrian cooked dinner for the family.
Later at night, laying on the bed was Sebastian. He thought back to Adrian's words warmth overflowed in his chest.
He drifted off to sleep with a small smile on his face.