Chapter 4: The Horner and the Troopers

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I walked down the street a bit until I reached what everyone in the neighborhood called the "horner." The horner is where most of the prostitutes make a living. They get picked up by all different guys. I needed one, not for sex but to watch the rascals.

I made my way up to the one with the most clothes on. I vaguely knew her as Tiffany. She's been to the building sometimes for Vincent. The only reason I know, besides thin walls and all of that stuff, is because I accidentally walking in on them doing it in the lobby behind the desk. Pretty scarring.

She had long brown hair. Her nose was skinny and her cheekbones high. Her blue eyes were dull, but seemed bright because of her spray tan and her excessive amount of makeup she wore. She had a see through crop top on with a leopard print bra and booty shorts on. Her high heels made her taller. Her boobs and ass were basically hanging out. She held a cigarette in one hand, making her seem intimidating, like she would eat your heart and steal your money. Well, she basically did steal your money, you know prostitute.

I have never talked to a prostitute before so I can cross this off my bucket list. "Hey, are you Tiffany?"

She looked me up and down, puffing smoke from her cigarette. "Yes I am, where would you like me tonight? Let us go and make love." She pressed her body up against mine and grabbed my ass.

I need to remember to burn these clothes when I get home. "You know the thing is I have to get something from the store, but if you could meet me at this address that would be great." I wrote down my address and gave it to her.

She glared at me and then to the paper. "That will cost more."

"Ok, I can do that. When you buzz in, let them know Tobias sent you." I said walking away from before she could grab me again.

"Fine. Don't be long." She slapped my ass and made her way towards my building.

I'll need to shower also. "I won't." I lied as I walked the opposite way as Tiffany.

I made my a towards the Epsilon base. Celon Enterprises. It was a big factory that no one actually knew what happened there, to the people it was just another building. If I was going to find the brothers, this was a good place to start.

I went to a place where I wouldn't be able to be seen by cameras. I quickly changed into my suit and jumped over the fence.

Where to start. I should have did some research about this place. Well, I had to go until I found them. I turned the corner and saw the first of the goons.

"Hey! What are you doing?" One of the men shouted after me. I headed back behind the building. Bullets flew past the corner of the building but they weren't hitting anything.

These guys are like storm troopers, can't hit anything. I shot out from my hiding spot and ran to the group of men. There were 8 of them. This seems like a fair fight.

Pulling out my stunning batons I hit the first goon in the neck. He fell to the ground, unconscious. It seemed a little harsh, attacking random guys. But I had to do it.

All of my deep thinking made me forget what I was doing. I was brought out of my trance before one of the guys pulled up his gun. The bullet flew right by my head. Looking towards the guy who shot it, and elbowed him in the face. Two down, six to go.

I brought each baton up to the next two troopers. They both fell like the first. Half way there. The rest of the men ran towards me. I kicked the closest one, making him stumble back. I brought the baton to one of them men. He dropped like a fly. I hit the two last guy with the batons.

Damn I was good at this. I saw an open window by a fire escape. I ran over and climbed up so I could peer into the window. When I reached the top I looked inside the window. I saw what I wanted. Dean, Don, and Dan.

I had my hand on the window when I heard an ear piercing scream from below.

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