(OLD) 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓞𝓯 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓶𝓮 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 14: Reasons

Northside Beacontown - BPD

Lukas' POV

I knew I was needed at the office as soon as I got a call from Chief Conall. Usually I have to investigate considering we managed to uncover suspects and found our culprits from previous cases, but this one involves some sort of huge illegal organization at work, or at least what I'm informed.

"The Detective himself has finally make an appearance." Said one of my colleagues, Mitch, as the other stood in front of the projector screen, with clusters of pictures and notes of evidence pinned to the board.

"Ahh, Detective Porter, just in time, you remember those crooks from the getaway incident that night?" Asked Chief Conall pointing at the pinned photos of the investigation and evidences. I remain stern while smothering this sudden small panic beneath my facade and sighed, "Did you figure out who's the biker from the other night?" The Chief shooked his head he as proceed to went over to the board, "It's much more than that. See this gentleman right there? That man was identified as Hector Dalitz. We suspect that he has something to do with these crooks associated with drug-dealing business from South Side."

I was relieved when they're not onto her but rather worry about the unnamed suspect.

I peered over at one of the photos he pointed just enough to see what it seemed to be a tall man in his black suit tucked in standing outside of the Golden Apple Club, talking on his cellphone. "Have you identified who's our suspect may be?" I asked.

Chief Conall responded before unloading documents of the case from the file he was holding, "Unfortunately no, but we did uncover the victim's background and his old history." He then placed 2 pictures next to each other, the picture of his corpse, and his old mugshot photo. I raised my brow while speculating both of those photos, "That's...Magnus Roan, the drug lord who was shot that night."

"It appears that his past has really came back to haunt him and it doesn't stop there, given his previous record from another state." The Chief added, "Turns out "Magnus Roan" is all just a cover-up when he fled away from Baltimore. Mr. Roan is actually Mike Bruno, that bastard who used to help his uncle run his illegal smuggling business and did a hell lot of gambling there. In the early 90s, probably when he was a teenager at that time, he was smart enough to faked his own death before illegally change his name and identity just to throw them off."

"Well, somebody already made that exception." Scoffed one of my colleauges, "Any chance that Dalitz has any connections to Roan?"

"We haven't obtained any evidence yet, except the fact that he recently appeared on surveillance cameras, kept coming in and out of Southside of this city around the time of his death...then more people in suits...Those drug-dealers we've arrested, said these men not even from Beacontown. They were following him as if they're henchmen. Not surprised this guy wanted to put a bullet in Bruno's head so badly."

"You're saying our suspect wanted Bruno out of his way so he could bring his mafia gang into town? Talk about taking an enemy's territory." I said.

"And that's when you, Sparksman, Moore, and Kim will go undercover to get us closer to Dalitz, but more importantly, make sure no one, not even him will cause any kind of mayhem in this town. We've already had enough trouble going on here. With anymore crime organization, mafia or any type of some petty bullshit of theirs won't make it even better."

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Dilliehay Neighborhood - Southside Beacontown

I knocked on the front door, waiting for Axel to open, but instead a few moments later, it was one of another Southsider resident, who I assuming are one of those gangsters, judging by the smell and what he was wearing, not to mention how grouchy he sound, "Can I help you sir?"