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Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Let's go! Here is another with some surprises, intel and whatever else you seem to like about this story!

Enjoy!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/Text/Flashback

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"You screwed me over Knolastname! I got three of my guys missing with a bloodied, wreck car in the junk yard!"

Crimson blowing out smoke on the side. Henroin was on speaker as he rants away losing a few of his goons. Alessio is standing close to his chair as he has listened with him for the past few minutes. "You sure it was them?"

"Got a witness giving me the same details you gave us of what they look like. This better not have been a set up."

"I can't see the future genius. Any cameras around?"

"No, because apparently the cameras shut down. The stupid section can't even save up for good crap." A lot of dissing, insults thrown at the city for Hellborns.

Crimson rolled his eyes as he looked at his claws. Not bothered to look at the paperwork while he takes care of this call. He actually was paying attention as the call really did surprise him. Thought it was about them catching the imp. Instead, complaints. Interesting ones but got to make sure not misinformation. "Maybe your guys just crossed the wrong demon. I mean you do have many enemies and pissed off someone, get in a fight with them."

"It was your target."

"Can't be too sure."

"You said they wore a scarf."

"Yes."

"A blue scarf."

"Correct."

"Glasses."

"I said glasses and possibly contacts."

"A resting bitch faces."

"Hey! Only I call them bitch not you."

"Freckles on each cheek."

"I did say that."

"Horn style like your own."

"Duh."

"Goat legs."

"Are you just going to keep repeating what I said?"

"Why not! Maybe it can open that brain of yours of anything you decided to hide! Like in weapons!"

"We live in Hell! You be dumbass to not carry a weapon." Squash the rest of his cigar in the ash tray.

"Whatever. What I do know is the worker confirmed it when I gave similar details!"

"You said they didn't even see them kill them."

"Hard to miss the screams of getting your ass kicked, the shit got destroyed, a gun set off and possible have asmodian crystal! Which you didn't clarify about either!" It sounded so embarrassing. But it makes sense. Unless it was someone else but the worker was sure it was the one that Crimson wanted them to kidnapped. "Plus, he got my guys wallets in a tip jar!"