My werewolf system

Chapter 4: The System

Chapter 4: The system

The explanation from Damion continued about today's special task. There were five briefcases in front of them, and there were five of them. Each person was to deliver the suitcase in front of them to the correct location safely, and naturally they had all been given different locations.

Damion continued to mention some other details, but Gary was not paying too much attention to that, still focused on the briefcase in front of him, waiting for it to move again. Gary was smart enough to figure out the reason for there being five of them. A few of them had to be dummies, mixed in to confuse whoever might plan to steal them.

If his intuition was right, the one in front of him was the real one. That and the fact that he could have sworn he saw it move, although ever since he had started staring at it, it had behaved like a normal suitcase.

'Am I imagining things?' Gary started to doubt himself.

He looked at one of the men in a suit who was closest to the case. The two of them made eye contact for a brief second before Gary looked away. If he kept up eye contact for any longer, he was worried he was going to get hit.

"Alright, are there any questions?" Damion asked.

One of the students standing there raised his hand. He was a tall, weak-looking boy with curly hair. He hadn't been in the organisation for long, and Gary had only seen him a couple of times.

"What's in the package?" The boy asked.

Immediately, Gary clenched his fist and looked down at the floor as he knew what was coming next. Just as expected, a few seconds later he heard a whack and could see the student tumble from the corner of his eye.

The man looked like he was about to hit him again, but Damion interrupted him, "Stop. The boy is still new, so I'll forgive him." Damion then looked at the others before stopping at Gary. "Greeny, tell him the rules of being a transporter."

"Yes ,Boss," Gary answered, turning his body looking down the line of people. "Never take the package, never ask what's in the package, and never look inside the package!"

"Excellent," Damion replied with a slow clap. "Break one of these rules and... let's just say you don't want to break these rules. I can proudly tell you that we never had anyone break the rules twice. Make of that what you will."

Clicking his fingers, one of the suited men handed each of them a small wad of cash tied up with an elastic band. It wasn't thick like in the movies, but judging by the size and weight, this job was the highest paying job Gary had ever been on.

Each of them had been given five hundred dollars, which was just half of the payment upfront. Upon completing the job they would get the other half when they returned. Seeing the amount of money in his hand, Gary gulped. A thousand dollars was a lot of money to him. Especially for someone who was sixteen and best of all it would go a long way to help out his family.

He was already doing calculations in his head. They could pay the electric and gas bill, and with what would be left, he could buy a new phone for his sister. This money was nothing for the gangsters, and simply put they were taking advantage of the students, both sides were aware of that, but the students didn't have another choice.

Where would they get a job at their age, not mention such a high paying one? All the supermarket and fast-food jobs had been replaced by computer screens and machinery. The construction sites were already full of manual labourers. Only technology whiz-kids might get a job helping another corporation be the next new thing, and Gary wasn't one of these people.

That type of stuff was more suited to his friend Tom.

Each of them was given a location, and the job had officially started. Picking up the metal suitcase, it had some weight to it, but it was hard for him to tell if there was anything inside or if that was just the case's weight.