The Crackhead II

Chapter 8- Feeling the Victory

Jason turned around and looked at Crackhead. He couldn't believe such a young man would be part of TheOrder.

"Who are you again?"

Chris looked at Jason directly in the eye as he was meeting his father again.

"I'm sure you haven't heard about me before. I actually had some work to do here in "The Small Talk", but, I think we can do it both."

Jason had just left that place and wasn't too happy to get back inside, but he had to. He wanted to know more about this new guy with plenty of information. Crackhead looked very happy.

"This is exactly as planned. No...it's better than planned!"

Grinning, he approached the entrance again, but Jason stopped.

"Wait, how are you getting inside there? I almost got killed."

The grin didn't left his face. Chris replied calmly.

"Don't worry. I have big experience in things like this."

They entered slowly in the club, but immediately people grabbed their guns and directed on them. Their leader was still there, sitting near the table. He spoke first.

"What is this, detective? What is that you want? Who is that man with you?"

Before Jason could say a word, the emotionless Chris walked near the old man although a lot of guns were pointing at him. He sat in a chair beside the man. Everyone was looking angry, while Jason was shocked from the bravery this guy had. Crackhead looked the old man in the eye and said.

"We meet for the first time. I was in The Order before, but they threw me away. And I was wanting to talk with you for some negotiations."

The old man shouted for the first time.

"Who do you think you are, coming in this place without permission! Go away! We don't need you people!"

Immediately someone hit Chris on the leg with the back of his gun. Chris was supposed to lean, but his body didn't move a bit. Now two men were holding Chris and trying to move him. Crackhead spoke again.

"Are you sure about this? I know every information you need. Together we can ruin the entire kingdom."

Jason was looking scared and confused about the entire situation. While Casanostra's men were trying to put Chris inside a room and kill him, Crackhead shouted.

"You want their meeting address? You want their names? You want their buildings?"

The old boss was looking into Chris's eyes to find fear, but there was nothing like that. He just couldn't find fear in that young man. He said with a quiet voice.

"Let him free."

A smile could be seen in Crackhead's face. He walked at the table again and sat.

"I will tell everything, but in only one condition."

"First tell me your name."

"I'm Crackhead."

At that moment a man interrupted.

"Crackhead...sir, he has killed our people!"

But the old man shouted.

"Did I allow you to speak, you little rat?!"

The man shut his mouth and bowed his head in shame. The old boss then looked at Chris again.

"So, what are you thinking, coming in here? What are you planning in that criminal mind of yours?"

"I will get my revenge. With your help and Jason's help, we can take some of their leaders out. I know their scheme, I know how they operate."

"What do you mean, with the help of John?"

He looked at Jason for a second.

"This investigator will help you...for what exactly?"

"I know his friend died in this place and I was going to ask him who killed him. He may have been a guy that I know for sure."

Jason wanted to talk but as soon as he opened his mouth, the old man spoke again. His face had many wrinkles, but the scars in his face were hiding them.

"Brandon did it. We don't know this man, we just know his name."

Chris was firstly shocked. He was staring at the table for a few seconds, but then he was grinning again. A short laugh escaped his mouth.

"Brandon? I know that man too well. He actually got me inside The Order."

Jason was finally understanding what they were speaking. He made an attempt to approach them.

"If you tell us more information about him, we can put the police search for him."

Crackhead was looking like he had already won a big war.

"Brandon was a nice guy. But then something happened to him. He got orders to vote me out of The Order. But I'm sure that's not all of it. They are trying to get rid of me for sure."

Chris was finally relaxing in that chair.

"Brandon is a 40 year old man. He keeps sunglasses all the time, he never leaves them."

"Hah, dumbass...you and your favorite sunglasses. They are going to bring your end."

The old man took a look at Jason as the investigator immediately started taking notes.

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Igor was furious. He was back in his house. Igor got a call.

"Hello, who is this?"

He was not expecting a man shouting at him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?! Are you trying to take my prey! The Order gave me the mission to assassinate him and you get in the middle?! You better back off or I will tell Whitey about this!"

Igor was shocked.

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