Music was filling the dead air that was roaming around Avery's office, the only thing keeping the Greyhound calm while his crew were out on their most dangerous job yet.
"I see the bad moon a-risin'
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin'
I see bad times today."
As the song progressed, the Greyhound swayed his tail to the beats of the song, a light smile forming on his face as he spotted Chase's duffel bag. Grabbing it from its usual spot, he soon stored it under his desk, backing up and letting out a long sigh.
Fear was something that was lacking in the Greyhound as he got older, the only thing he did fear was just being alone but being a contractor at the Den made sure that rarely happened. You'd think compassion would be the last thing on his mind when dealing with dogs who worked with him but his time with Mavis and the rest helped him see that, feel that again after a long time even when the stress was slowly killing him.
"I hear hurricanes a-blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I fear rivers over flowin'
I hear the voice of rage and ruin."
"Don't go around tonight, well it's bound to take your life..." The song trailed off as the volume was lowered, Avery's calm state of mind being brought to an end as he pressed his collar and called one of his contacts
The voice on the other end responded rather quickly, shooting a question towards the Italian Dog after greeting him.
"Hey, Avery. What's the problem? What do you need?" It was Hendrix.
"Don't need anything right now, just want to know what the plans are for when the McAllister's are dealt with and we go after Alistair and Ajax?" Avery wondered, being met with a short silence as Ramirez soon spoke up.
"Your involvement has been helpful so far but as of what you and your crew do? You all leave. We're gonna send squads there to control the area while we take down Alistair." Ramirez answered.
Avery leaned against his desk, letting out a scoff. "Depending on how many squads you're sending, these dogs aren't gonna lay down for anything, most of them at least."
"They're not going through the front door, They're going around back, where the greenhouse is." The agent advised.
"Anyone going through the tunnels that the kid and I suggested?" Avery asked as he heard a knock at the door.
"Avery? We need to talk, it's Ajax!" The Great Dane announced, causing Avery's fur to stand up.
"Just a second, Ajax!" The dog advised, "I'll call you back." The knocking progressed faster as the Greyhound let out a snarl, approaching the door. "Will you hold on, Ajax?! You're such an impatient..."
Upon opening the door, the Greyhound ears fell back, being met with the sight of Alistair along with Ajax.
"I'm such a what now?" The Great Dane asked, a slight chuckle coming out of him as he saw the Greyhound's moment of fear.
"Al-Alistair! Wha-what's the matter?" Avery stepped back, his pupils dilating as the man stepped in and closed the door, walking over to the radio and turning the volume back up.
"Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye"
"Didn't you hear Ajax?" The man asked, kneeling down to the Greyhound's level. "We need to talk..."
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As the commotion between the patrons sparked up, unaware of the plans that were unraveling as they were enjoying their time like any other day. Mavis sat at the edge of the counter away from the entrance next to Mika as Dixon handed the two their food.
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Paw Patrol: Separate Ways
БоевикEveryone knows Chase of the Paw Patrol, a kind & caring police pup. He wasn't always like that, and now that his past has caught up with him, the Shepherd is met with new faces, old foes, and difficult decisions...some that can never be undone. <><>...
