Zayn Malik
A young police detective from New York, who accidentally found a wounded young man in a dark, dirty alley, Like a normal person would do, he immediately helped the man. But as soon as the man woke up, he received nothing but curses and th...
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2 black tinted vans were parked outside. Three of his men emerged as they escorted him in the car.
"Did you bring a suit for me?"
"Yes, sir."
He saw Liam inside cleaning his twin Silver SIG 9mm pistol. His the second in command and possesses exceptional shooting abilities.
"How did you end up in this area, Hazz?" Liam asked as he inserted his gun at the back.
"A young girl saved me last night.." He answered and took off his clothes. "Where's Louis?" He changes the subject before he can ask further.
"He's taking care of the mess you left last night. Why didn't you inform us? We could've saved Loyd last night."
He heaves a sigh. "That's my fault, and I'll pay for it for the rest of my life; after this, I'll pay a visit to his family."
After changing, he informs the driver of the address where he needs to go. And averted his gaze away from Liam, who couldn't take his eyes off him. Aside from his ability to kill, he's also skilled at reading people's minds. He tries not to show any gesture that would put him in a suspicious spot. If this guy finds out where he was last night and who he was with, that guy with amazing eyelashes and an incredible jawline will surely be in danger. To be honest, he planned to kill him earlier with a piece of a kitchen knife. But for some reason, he can't explain. He is unable to plunge the knife into him.
He was captivated by the man's high spirit as well as his charismatic smile. But he must admit that he was taken aback by how strong he was. And to make matters worse, the man shows no sign of fear or nervousness in his presence. Suddenly, his vision appears in the window with that charming smile when he gives him his number. He shook his head.
"What are you thinking?" Liam asked. Looking at him straight in the eye.
"I'm thinking about who I'm going to replace now that I don't have an assistant anymore.."
"I can be your--"
"No. I need you and Lou in the field not in the office.."
"We're here sir."
Liam looked around and realized where they were. He looked at him with displease. "There's no way you're going in there alone." He said firmly.
"I want you to stay here."
"I'm going with you!"
"No, you aren't; stay here. All of you stay inside the car," He dictate and went out. But Liam followed him. He turns around and gives him a hard final look.
"That's an order!" He shouted while pointing at his face.
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Harry can't put into words how he felt when he arrived at their director's place. This is very bad news for the entire organization, and it comes from their group. He just hopes the drugs syndicate doesn't spread widely.
For decades, the organization has been drug-free. And they maintain that system. The previous leaders used all of their power to remove any drugs connections in black markets. Of course, it was not an easy task, and it took ten years to eliminate them from the entire organization. The leaders decided to remove it since it's been an ongoing conflict between their organization and the east coast. They want to separate the firm from that rivalry. Even if it means losing a lot of partnerships. There was a lot of uproar and objection at that time, but they were able to win the debate.
And within that years, they lost a lot of groups. A large number of men were killed, and the group was ambushed. Those who opposed the new policy were killed or reprimanded by the higher-ups. Out of 11 groups, they went down to 6. The policy is still active, if one of the organizations' groups fails to keep the agreement, the remaining clan will have the authority to kill each member of that group and take over his territory. No excuse.. policy is absolute.
He will not let this happen to his group. He has 500 people, half of whom have families to feed. His group is the largest in the organization. He is fully aware that the other 5 groups are aiming for his territory, especially Tony McGowan. He owns the area of Bronx. It's his responsibility to protect each of his members. He won't hesitate to kill if someone will try to oppose that. And what happened to Loyd yesterday was a huge loss, because he had been his assistant for 3 years.
He was escorted inside the mansion by two guards. The house is made of solid white marbles and everything in the house is so clear he can even see his reflection on the floor. They open the 2-way door and he saw Markus sitting in the middle of his massive office surrounded by books on the walls. There are other 2 more guards inside standing near the door. He went inside.
"Aside from being late, this must be very important for you to visit me. When was the last time you visited me, 2 years ago? If I'm not mistaken?" He said with that shady, dirty stare. This old man has been fantasizing about him, long as he can remember.
"I apologize, boss, a bit of traffic on the road.." He lied. And simply ignored his statement and immediately went to the point. "It's confirmed, it's coming from my territory, the first report that we heard is in Queens. Last night, I encounter one of their people.."
Markus approaches him slowly. Both hands are at the back and staring at him. "How sure are you?" He sounded doubtful.
The old man is in his late 70s but still dominates and has power in his character. Standing close to him, makes him look small with his height of 7ft compared to his 6ft height.
"Loyd and I fought them; Unfortunately, Loyd was shot in the head. However, I was able to terminate the couple." His voice cracks a bit when he mentions Loyd's name. "They are one of my associates, both old couples, aged between 60 to 70 years old. We saw boxes in their house and we knew it is cocaine. Due to the smell around--"
He was not able to finish his message since he received a slap on the back of his hand. "D'you know what kind of damage this will do to me? how could you miss this?" He said in his calm voice but greeted teeth.
"I will deploy some of my men at nightfall; I'm just waiting for Louis' report for the exact location." He says, wiping the small blood from the corner of his lips.
"You better fix this immediately Harry. Don't forget, people are watching you. Aiming to get that piece of your land. Prove them that you're more than just a pretty face."
He silently tightens his lip in anger as he clenches his hand. He despises that word. People still thought he wasn't fit to be a captain, even though he had the highest number of armies and top in profits.
Markus slowly walks behind him and comes to a stop just a few inches away. He leans forward, sniffing his hair all the way down to the back of his ear. "Just like a wildflower... So beautiful, lovely, but hold the sharpest thorns. Making all the men fascinated.." He whispers in his ear.
Harry closes his eyes, as he tries to control himself not to pull his gun and shove it in his filthy mouth. His breath gives him a shiver making him sick all over. This is the reason why he avoided coming to this place or allowing his men to set foot in this God-forbidden place.
"I'll give you 2 days to clean this mess. Send me the report when it's done."
He immediately walk away and went out. Not saying a single word. He needs to leave before he loses control and murders his superior.
Clenching jaw while walking back to his car. One of his enemies is his vulnerability and he doesn't want his men to see him in that state. In this type of world, defenseless is your worst enemy. Especially if you are a leader.