The Crackhead II

Chapter 9- Sneaking in a War

Igor spoke on his phone with a low tone.

"You mean Crackhead?"

But the other person shouted.

"Yes, who else you dumb?!"

Igor didn't want to mess with that guy.

"Yes, Silent. I am sorry about that."

"You better be! Or I will kill you first!"

Igor ended the call and threw his phone away with anger. Although he was alone in his house, he shouted as if a lot of people were listening at him.

"They sent a hitman like Silent for him?! For little Crackhead! The useless piece of trash! Why is he so important? I took him inside this game, why don't I get the credit!"

He took a sip from his Vodka and tried to relax.

*

Jason Marley was still taking notes in some papers of his, while Crackhead explained to the boss everything he knew about the system inside The Order. The old man interrupted Chris.

"So Whitey is their leader...what about these hitmen you mentioned?"

Chris replied

"They are mostly like paid mercenaries. They can do whatever they want and they can even refuse to kill the designated target for them."

"I see..."

The old man sighed.

"We couldn't stand a chance against them without knowing your information. Thank you. My name is Castro."

"Nice to meet you Castro."

The smile hadn't left Chris's face. He spoke again.

"I hope my information about Brandon and everyone else was good enough. Now I have one request for you, Castro."

"Depends if we can accept it."

"I want a place inside your band. I know Casanostra is small, but I need a place to hide for this time. Then we can make a plan and get rid of them. I know where to strike."

Casanostra's men were baffled. One of them actually laughed. Castro smiled.

"And why should we do that?"

He made a sign with his hand and 2 of his men grabbed Crackhead and moved him away. Jason, who was taking notes with passion, stopped scared. His warm sweat from stress and fast writing, now turned cold as he froze inside. But the smile in Chris's face was not gone.

"I told you that information. I thought it was enough."

Then he laughed.

"You know? I was assigned with a mission to learn about you people. And I found this place 2 months ago. They will be coming here soon."

Castro was angry. Jason wasn't taking notes anymore.

"These guys are stupid! They are so easy to manipulate!"

"You don't have enough time to leave from this place, Castro. But you have the time to use me as a bait and leave."

Castro was thinking furiously. His veins appeared in his white old face.

"Why are you saying they will come here? How do you know that?"

Chris tried to move but those 2 men were holding him strong.

"It's Khan's mission. He should be here tonight. At least his men will be. The Order wants him to get rid of you people once and for all."

Castro's anger raised that much, he hit the table surface with his palm.

"Leave him."

The 2 men threw Chris, but he immediately got on his feet. Jason was still frozen. He hadn't been in such scary situations. Crackhead spoke quietly.

"But you have to promise I will be in Casanostra and you will cooperate with me...and this guy over here."

Chris pointed his finger at Jason. He finally snapped from his scary day-dream and spoke with a fast tone.

"Yes. We should get rid of them together."

Castro's face became normal again. He looked at Jason.

"So what is your plan for tonight? How will you be good baits for them?"

Crackhead laughed.

"I know Khan very well. He will not expect me here. But I need Jason for my role."

"What am I supposed to do?!"

"You will wait for them outside this club."

Everyone was listening carefully at Chris's plan while Khan was getting his men ready.

*

Khan never liked to come by himself in his missions. He was a stubborn German businessman before entering The Order. But this time he thought it would be better, if he saw the end of The Order's rivals with his own eyes.

^AchingThoughts^.^