Vengeance:

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The phone rang loud and it deafened the few sitting near it. Bronson heard the phone and went to answer it, seen as no one else did; "Hello?" He answered and loud crackles and bangs and screams and shots were heard; "Bronson? Oh my gosh man, we have been calling for about an hour." Bronson arched an eyebrow and picked up a notepad and pen; "Duncan. Hey. Why what's wrong?" It was a while before Duncan's staticy, worried voice came back through; "Moon Industries have been attacked. One of the gang leaders from your town has come here. Dong, is it? He's here. Him and his gang, as are another gang. Not from here and not Falcon's. Some different guy's gang." "What's going on there?" "Dong and another's gang have infiltrated Moon Industries? Why?What are they there for? Duncan? Duncan?" The phone line went dead and the last thing that Bronson heard was the screams let out by Duncan and then his screaming ending with a gun shot. Bronson put the phone down and rushed into Logan's office; "Moon Industries are down."

Logan looked up from his paperwork with tired eyes and he stared at him; "What?" "Dong...Dong's gang and another have attacked it." Logan took his glasses off and put his paperwork down; "Why would they do that? Dong is a business man. Sure he might have a gang but he has several businesses here and out side of town. He wouldn't break the law and let that all go to waste." Bronson shrugged and sat down, the comfort settling in; "Who knows. But, that guy killed yesterday-Luclan-he came in yesterday and told us what Dong and Falcon were getting into. Some guy called Snake called 'em in, told 'em he had a job for 'em." Logan nodded and swung his chair around; "Look into it Detective. I have my own problems for now." Bronson nodded and left. And as he left he pulled on that dark, wool coat.