𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨

𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚

"LISTEN, I HAVE WORKED FOR THE FEDS." BILLY EXPLAINED, SAMUEL FEELING HIS HEAD HIT THE WINDOW LIGHTLY AT EVERY BUMP. "He hasn't. We've both worked for loads of people. You might call us independent contractors." Billy continued, glancing back to Samuel to make sure he was alright. Hughie stayed silent, staring ahead from his spot in the passenger seat. "You got a problem, you call either of us, we solve the problem." Samuel's eyebrows furrowed, hearing banging. Hughie seemed to hear it too, confirming it was real as he looked back.

Samuel leant forward, Billy looking between them both. Looking back, the three clearly heard Translucent attempting to hit his way out of the trunk. "What is that?" Hughie asked, wanting to believe- "Translucent's alive." Samuel sighed out, leaning back in his seat. "That's a problem." Billy added, Hughie sighing in relief. "Oh, thank fuck, he's alive." He held the roof of the car, smiling. "Okay, pull over-" "No, no, no, Hughie, you don't fucking get it." Billy shook his head.

"Pull the car over." Hughie's tone raised, sirens distant. "This is a fuck-sight worse, he's seen our faces." Billy made it clear, Hughie's face falling. "Oh, my God. No, no, no. I can't do this. Let me out." He ordered, Samuel feeling the car never stop. "Let me out! Pull over-" "Hughie, you walk away now, and you will never get payback for Robin." Billy urged, Hughie looking ahead. "You'll spend the rest of your life sitting on your arse with fucking regret. Now, is that what you want?" Billy asked, Hughie sighing out. "We know a bloke, don't we, Samuel?" Billy urged, Hughie glancing back to see Samuel nod wordlessly. "He needs ice." Hughie let out, Billy huffing.

"This bloke will help us with both of those things."

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"CHERIE!" SAMUEL KNOCKED ON THE DOOR, HIS HEAD STILL RINGING. Billy and Hughie stood behind him, the latter confused. Opening the door, Samuel smiled at the woman, her own smile falling once she saw Billy. "Morning, luv." He spoke, Samuel sighing. "Is Frenchie around?" He redirected the woman's attention, her catching eyes with Hughie. Moving next to the teen, Hughie froze once Cherie cupped his jaw, the four in silence as she observed him. Saying nothing, Cherie walked inside, leaving the door open. Samuel followed, Hughie looking to Billy for guidance. "You'll love this guy."

The British man smiled, following Samuel as Hughie did the same. "Bonjour." Samuel called, Cherie turned the music down as Frenchie looked up from behind the desk filled with guns. "What happened to your head?" Frenchie asked, Samuel shrugging before Billy walked forward, Frenchie's expression hardening. "Monsieur Charcuter. This is a surprise." Hughie watched Billy shrug with a grin, Frenchie nodding.

"It's good to see you." Frenchie spoke, Billy doing the same. "Good to see you, too, mate." Samuel watched mindlessly, feeling a hand reach in his pocket. Cherie patted the pocket, Samuel glancing to see blunts given to him. Smiling, the woman did the same, walking to sit on the couch. She owed him four of them. "Means you bought that 40,000 you owe me?" Frenchie tried Billy, scratching his buzzed hair. "I mean, why else would you show your face around here?" Hughie heard his tone get sharper, Billy holding his hands up.

"Because I've got something even better for you." Billy watched Frenchie's eyes glance between him and Samuel, checking if the man was serious. Billy indeed was, rounding the table. "How would you like to double your money?" He proposed, Hughie moving to stand next to Samuel by the table. He looked over all the guns, oddly amazed by them. Laughing, Frenchie glanced to Cherie, the woman placing a blunt in his mouth. "The double of zero is zero." Frenchie remarked, holding the blunt between his fingers as he nodded to Hughie.