Titan Takedown

Black Market

The next few weeks went by similar to the first day.  Nikolas and Ena would tail Joseph and report his location.  Once we had a regular schedule down, it was time to ice him.  I visited the black market to pick the poison that would take down the tyrant.  I hadn't been shopping there in so long.  Everything had changed.  All of my contacts apart from Cillian Haden had either retired or refused to speak with me.  I guess news of our termination had spread rather quickly.  

"You're not exactly winning any popularity contests here you know.  Nobody is willing to sell to you and give you a reasonable price.  I heard about your mission and considering that I owe you for what you did for me in Dublin, this ought to repay you.  Don't get caught in a fight.  We don't want the police bursting into this network."

"I'll be in the bar when you get the poison.  I ought to show them my fire breathing trick and take their rubles."

"Don't burn the place down.  I heard about what happened at your house."

"I'm not going to burn anything.  Why is everyone so concerned about that?"

"There isn't any harm in a bit of caution and protection.  I thought you of all people would know that."

"I'm not going to burn the place down."

I left to the bar where I challenged the drinkers to a fire breathing stand off.  Both of us strike a match or lighter and breath through it.  The opponent has alcohol on his breath that carries a flame while I control fire and dominate.  It brings in more rubles after a week than the bartender's monthly salary.  Quite a smart idea if you ask me but apparently today wasn't the best choice.  After about a half hour of the challenges, one of the men hit my jaw with a good deal of force given their condition.  What followed was a flurry of blows hitting my head and chest while I did my best to return blows without using my fire powers but as more fists flew, I decided to end the conflict.  I threw one of the men into the others so they went flying away from me before I used a fire vortex to escape the skirmish.  Luckily, the building didn't burn down and Cillian was returning.  

"You owe me 30 rubles for that even with my debt paid."

"Why the hell do I still owe you?"

"This poison is expensive, Motya.  The price has gone up for everybody recently and for you extraordinarily.  What happened to you?  You look beat up."

"The people in the bar started a fight.  I wasn't going to use any more fire powers but there were too many drunken fists so I used my fire vortex to escape.  The building's not burning and nobody will remember anything."

"At least something decent came from this.  Did you perhaps get enough money to pay me because if you don't have the money on you, you're not getting the poison."

"I have the money just give me a second."  I got out the rubles and exchanged them for the poison.  Luckily, I had won just enough to cover the cost.  I started driving back to my house with everything the same as when I drove to the market until I was driving down a long straightaway.

I glanced to my rear-view mirror and saw a trio of men on motorcycles behind me on the otherwise empty road.  They had been behind me for a while but I thought nothing of it because everything seemed normal.  One of the men overtook me, which wasn't very odd, but the second stayed parallel to me while the third remained behind me.  I started to wonder why while focusing on driving until the one parallel to me pulled out a revolver and shot out my driver side tire!  I slammed on my brakes and forced the wheel left as the car rolled many times before it hit a tree.  I could hardly see but I could make out the drivers speeding down the road.  Then everything went black.  

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