Shadows of the Twilight (Book-III)

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(3rd person's pov):

The man was in deep trouble.
He gazed at the documents lying infront of him on a small table; he was sitting on a wooden chair.

"Things aren't looking good for us.." The man sighed. This man was a doctor.

The small room where he was in was like a little clinic. There was a stethoscope, medical chart, books on the shelf and medical equipments on a tray, across the other side of the table.

A doctor sitting on a doctor's room.
But no; he isn't a doctor now.
And it wasn't a doctor's office.

That dark unrecognised room was far from any hospital or clinic in this world.

"Our gun smugglers are two weeks behind the schedule. Now, all our subordinates will have to fight against the enemy with kitchen knives. That's not all. There are so many cases this month." The man said, as he looked at the documents again.

This man is Mori Ougai. He was a doctor and now he is the leader of the mighty illegal underground organisation called the Port-Mafia. He took the Leader's position just a year ago.

"With the escalating violence, we are losing contracts for our protection business. This is only intensifying competition with the other organisations." Mori sighed, taking a deep tired breathe,

"I am stuck. There have been a lot of problems after only one month of being the Boss. How difficult is it to stand at the top of an organisation now?"

"I wonder if something's not right. What do you two think? Are you listening to me?"

"No." The guy replied sharply.

"Huh? Why not?" Mori asked confused.

The guy who replied to Mori, was sitting on a medical stool on the other side of the small clinic like room. He was dressed like a mafioso; the only difference would be, his long coat was hovering over him from behind. His right eye was covered with bandages including his whole body almost.
This small little teenage guy was Dazai.

Near him, there comes another companion of Mori Ougai. She was a girl. Calm, Compassionate, Maintaining her cool, looking at the shelf near Dazai, with her cold half opened eyes.

She was bringing down some bottles of chemicals handing it over to Dazai.
Those eyes of hers hold no emotions. She was also dressed like a mafioso; who had the hovering coat as same as Dazai. She was wearing a high waist black jeans and her high heeled boots made her tall making her look like a woman.
This small little girl was Emily. She was two years younger than Dazai and was currently a 13 years old kid.

"Your stories are always so boring!" Dazai said, playing with a bottle of medical chemicals that Emily brought it down from the shelf.

"You have been chanting like a buddhist. There's no money, there's no intel or information, there's no supplies, there's no trust in your subordinates. There's this. There's that." Dazai boringly said mimicking him, "You knew it would be like this from the beginning, didn't you?"

"That's so harsh for you to say~" Mori sighed, a bit dramatically.

Emily on the other hand kept gazing over at the bottles and the chemicals inside them, analysing it. She ignored the two man speaking.

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"By the way Dazai?" Mori asked, "Why are you mixing the high blood pressure medicine and low blood pressure medicine from the medicine cabinet?"

"This is high and low blood pressure medications?" Dazai confusedly asked, "Emily told me they were something like hypo-- hyper---"

"Hypertension and Hypotension medications?" Mori asked bluntly, rolling his eyes.