Paw Patrol: Separate Ways

(S-3) Chapter 4 "Cut & Run"

Avery stared down the two, not trying to show any fear as he stood his ground. "What is it we need to talk about, Alistair?"

The man stood up, clasping his hands together and setting them behind his back as he paced back and forth in front of the Greyhound. "The little rat problem we seem to have."

"The rat problem?" The Greyhound's eyes rolled in an unamusing manner, grabbing an aged wine bottle from under his desk and sticking his teeth onto the cork. "Sorry to piss on your bonfire..." He spat out the cork and poured it into his bowl. "But I already handled it, so you can't act like your high and mighty self to me..."

"Is that right?" Alistair stood still, glaring down at the Greyhound.

"Yeah, it is." The Greyhound drank from his bowl rather quickly, clearing his throat and continuing his assurance. "You saw it, I know you did," Avery spread his arm across the air. "It was all over the news! 'Wild pack of dogs rampage through Stagg Hotel, tossing another dog off the rooftop!' I-I think that was the headline."

"Watch it, Avery..." Ajax advised as he sat down in front of the Greyhound, a stern glare almost piercing him.

"Watch what?" He took a drink from his bowl as he continued, "It's not my fault he's late to that whole thing."

"I'm not talking about the Shiba Inu that went splat. There's another one..." Avery took offense, standing his ground immediately.

"The hell do you mean there's another one? And what gives you the idea that it has anything to do with me or my crew? That's a serious fuckin' accusation you're bringing to the table." Avery continued, a theory popping up in his head almost instantly, "O-oh...oh, Chase? The fuckin' Shepherd whose paw you forced? Forced the pup to leave his owner and friends and...and you're surprised that there's a rat problem? You're more of an idiot than I thought, you stupid, suit-wearing motherfuc-!"

Alistair furrowed his eyebrows as he kicked the Greyhound, causing him to stumble back and lay on his side. "Shut it!" He leaned down and grabbed the dog by his neck. "I'm not talking about Chase, Avery..."

"Then who the hell are you talking about?" The Greyhound picked himself up, leaning against his desk.

Ajax stepped forward, laying the small wiretap across the coffee table, "Why don't we take a listen so you can find out?" A devious smile shined across Ajax's muzzle as he took off his collar and set it on the table, linking the wires together.

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Nashi and the rest of the crew stood at the alleyway, still recovering a bit after Chase departed from them.

"Okay...we don't need the Shepherd. The plan is still solid - Elias, Sultan, you and your cats head in there, make a big distraction and look for Piper or whoever it is you're looking for, most likely, they'll be in the main building, same with Levi and the McAllisters." Delta explained as he kept an eye out, continuing with his explanation, "And we're not letting either of the McAllister's escape, you see them big Irish Wolfhounds, you stop them, no matter what. Any questions?"

"What're we waiting for...?" Nashi asked as the crew all nodded their heads, confident in their plan as they walked out of the alleyway, strength in numbers upon reaching the entrance.

"Get over here, now! You mick bastards!" Nashi yelled as he signaled for the cats to sneak around inside.

A few dogs walked up to the gate, chuckling as they saw the crew on the opposite side, "Get a load of this shite...hey, ya get lost?"

"Get a good look at the Husky, never seen one with an all black coat..." The strong accented dog continued, not knowing they were being stalled, "Did some lads spray paint your fur or something?"