Chapter 34 - Dealer dad hunt

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It is now December 25, 2016. Just another dirty work of JTan's day. He changes to his to-go clothes, the clothes he wear for this day as if it is just a normal attire when in reality, holds something more powerful ranks of his secret organization. He fixes his own tie using the fancy mirror to promptly check if it's visionary to the audience he dares to terminate. After that he goes downstairs and tells his son Joseph that he will be working a bit early this time. He will be eating breakfast outside and what he figuratively meant is he will eat breakfast at New York City to which where he is working. Going to the garage, he gets inside the blue sedan and starts the engine. Roaring car leaves the house and into the streets of Winchester Hike before leaving and driving into the snowy highway. Blasting the music about Christmas, it took hours before finally reaching in New York.

He had to throw his breakfast on a nearby trash can that is also filled with snow. The pedestrians shiver with the cold blowing wind as JTan heads through this mysterious alleyway just between the apartments. This alleyway is really dangerous for any random innocents to walk as the beggars that chill on the side of the disgusting cold snowy brick wall could lunge and mugged you with every valuable you keep within you, and they take anything and got nothing to loose but instead they leave JTan alone, something is not right. JTan gets deeper into this cold damp snow filled alleyway and found the man he needs to rendezvous. The guy in a hoodie, a blue eyed, blonde, skinny twink with circular glasses, his look has been more gone into a waste putting into these illegal stuff.Because as soon as JTan goes near him, they quietly communicated. " yo you got the stuff JTan ??".

JTan looks around before pulling something from his pocket, which was a white powder inside a ziplock. "This will cost a fortune pal...".

The guy slowly grabs the substance. " Try not talking a bit loud and suspicious... cops are around man... and the chip ?? ".

JTan gives up a green like chemical chip onto the guy. " here... now wield them wisely back to me soon ight ?? ".

The guy nods in understanding. " ok ok... I'll do so soon... now better leave before they spot us here doing it... ".

JTan looks around and turns back only to see the guy running away now. The guy was afraid of getting caught by "they". JTan can hear some ruckus even when the powerful cold winter blows through the alleyway. His instinct is somewhat more trained than an ordinary person can handle. He slowly leaves the scene after sensing something wrong. Walking back through the alleyway he came back from, JTan looks at the beggars down on the corner with a powerful expression as they look back at him as if there was danger coming. JTan slowly walks faster when a metal door opens from behind him. He does not dare to look back but he can sense a man in a black suit following him. 

He senses danger and runs, as well as the men in black also chasing him down now. The situation was like a wolf chasing down another wolf through the snow. JTan's thoughts were that the government or some sort is chasing him down, or worse. JTan tries to loose the spy behind him as he reaches the outside where the pedestrians are everywhere with their kink cold jackets on. JTan was a bit disoriented when the winter snowstorm blocks his view around the streets of New York City. JTan runs for good and can also hear the spy chasing behind him. He runs and bumps into the Asian tourist and continues his run even when he hears them screaming at him for not apologizing, followed by the spy too who bumps into them. JTan is getting scared because he thought the cops would be the things he expected, but now it is something more than that. 

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