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"Of course, we will need more equipment, I'll go get my laptop." Jack spoke as he was making his way towards the door.

"Hey, Grace." Grace turned around to face Jack. "Thanks, again." Grace was confused.

"For telling me about the Black Wharf." Grace exhaled through her nose.

"You don't need to thank me, it's a duty." Grace nodded her head.

Jack nodded as he left the room and made his way out of the station.

Grace stared at the footage of the park as she connected it to the TV, the clear indication of people running through the park with other children or people their age.

Pulling out the files from the desk draw, Grace looked over the files again.

Jack was amidst the crowd of people when he had reached home. Running upstairs, he stuffed his laptop, charger and other technical equipment into his other bag, that was for technical items.

Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Jack left his room, as he felt his phone buzz. Pulling it out from his back pocket, Jack stared at the ID.

No caller ID

Jack knew who it was, he breathed out, placing it on silent; as he closed the door to his room and made his way downstairs. Exiting the house, Jack felt his phone ring again. This time he answered it.

"Jack, my man. Where've you been?" Jack heard a voice from the other end of the line.

"Busy."

"Oh, with school?" Jack didn't answer.

"No worries, but the least you could've done is come to the 'quarters." Jack rolled his eyes as he was making his way through the park.

"Or to see us." Another voice spoke as Jack stopped in his tracks.

Shaking his head, Jack continued to walk, pushing his bag up on his shoulders. He had his glasses on and his school disguise on.

"Are we finished?" Jack wanted to end the call.

"Yeah, we sure are." Jack stopped in his tracks as he saw The Black Wharf standing there, he took his phone away from his ear and clicked something before placing the phone into his pockets, not taking his eyes off of the person in front of him.

"So we meet again, Jack." The boss of the group began to speak.

"Are you now too busy to come to your own gang?" He questioned.

"I guess by seeing the facial expression on your face it is true." The boss slyly laughed.

"What do you want, Jack?" He asked walking slow strides side to side.

"Money, weapons, contacts-."

"I don't want anything." Jack interrupted.

"That's a first. Usually people want things." He paused. "You are something different." The boss scrutinised.

"Oh, what I initially came for was to ask you why you aren't coming to the meetings? Where's your disguise?" The chief laughed. 

"I guess he left it at home with his dignity." Jack took a step forwards, but contained himself.

"Ooh, do you think I'm scared of you Jack? You wouldn't even have the guts to come before me if you never gained any confidence in yourself?"

"What are you trying to saying." Jack more stated than questioned.

"I transformed you into this beast." The boss spoke as the chief looked confused.

"He was basically useless without me. Just like his dignity was a deceit." Jack grabbed the boss by the collar and slammed him against the tree.