Chapter V

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December 8, 2023

12:37 PM

Lexington, Kentucky

Xavier sat on the first, now fully-fully done and polished, floor, looking at a clock on the wall. It was 34 seconds into 12:37. Xavier was zoned out as he watched it tick to 35, 36, 37, 38...

"Xavier." Clover prompted.

"Hm?" Xavier said, looking at Clover as he zoned back in.

"Is anything today?" Clover asked.

"Uhm... shit." Xavier said, while getting up from his stool, grunting as he did so; "That's a Bloomington question."

"I meant like... well I know that. What do we do when it's an off day or... do we just go to our homes? Do you have a home? Where do you sleep?" Clover asked, confused.

"Off-day, I guess whatever you want unless Bloomington calls. I don't have a home, well, technically my home is this building. I sleep in my car. But I may be able to sleep on one of the lounge chairs in the fi--"

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Bloomington interrupted while running down the stairs.

"What?" Xavier asked.

"Pickering's men."

"What?" Xavier and Clover said at almost the same time coincidentally.

"Pickering. Richie Pickering. Xavier, he's your guy." Bloomington explained.

"Ehm, my guy too." Clover said jokingly.

"Not the time, Clover. They are actually outside!"

"Is Pickering out there?" Xavier asked.

"No, no... no... his men!"

"What do they want?"

"Tyler."

Xavier stared at Bloomington as Clover stared at Xavier.

"Get him." Xavier said.

"Wha--okay." Bloomington said, a bit disoriented.

"Get the dog too." Xavier prompted Bloomington.

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Xavier walked towards the front door of the establishment. He could hear running cars and slight conversation. He got close to it, before contemplating everything. He thought about if he was ever going to even get Pickering and avenge his mother. He thought about whether Pickering was even in this state or even in the US at all.

"Xavier! Tyler." Bloomington prompted, waddling down the stairs.

Tyler was tied up and had tape over his mouth.

"Hey, Tyler." Xavier said.

Tyler was crying and screaming as Samuhel ran down the stairs. The big dog was panting and had its eyes slightly closed. Clover appeared from a doorway. Xavier held Tyler with his arm around his neck and his Heckler & Koch P30L to Tyler's head.

"Tyler, don't do any funny shit. Your people are here for you. If you attempt to run, you and them are dead. You got me?" Xavier explained.

Tyler stood, looking at the door with a slightly relieved look before Xavier yelled; "You got me!?"

"Yeah, yeah." Tyler managed to word out through the tape on his mouth.

"Alright, face the fucking music, let's go." Clover prompted.

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