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"Mother Garroth was-" Zane sighed hearing the dial tone, indicating that the call had ended and sighed texting her.
|Garroth can wait I have a lead on Vylad. Laurence told me about this besides, maybe Garroth can get more off the police about Vylad. Let Garroth get information. They don't have anything to pin him with anyways. I'm stopping home to grab some things though so I'll talk to you there|
Zane shook his head as he put up his phone studying the card he had found in Vylad's Back pack taking a deep breath. It was for the Phoneix public library and it had a restricted access for a private section on it.
He took a deep breath putting it down as he started his own car and driving home quickly. Zane stepped out quickly only intending to come in and speak to his mother quickly about the whole situation before leaving for the library.
He strolled in shutting the door quietly looking around "Mother? It's Zane" He frowned seeing a note taped to the banister grabbing it as he read it.
|Your father said to go ahead and agree with this even though that weasel Laurence lied. The police arrested your brother for the assault. We're going to get word through to Garroth that he needs to get information. Your father trusts this can be handled by us so go ahead and head out to the library for that lead|
Zane chuckled giving a smile as he ran upstairs grabbing a few things out of the bag Nana had packed him. It was a few knives and one was a special blade that had a shoulder holster for it. Nana had had it made for him around a year after they had started dating.
Zane finally ran downstairs as he fixed his coat buttoning the middle button and checking he had all he needed. He looked up as he was opening the door halting in his steps surprise causing his face to go slack as he stared at who was there.
"Nana?"
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There was a faint rumbling, a deep mechanical purr that echoed through out the area. Slowly appearing at first, a brightly colored bike with flames colored all over it, swept up the road slowly. It began slowing at the top, the rider clad in all black shuddering for a moment as his destination came into view.
It was a burnt down house, all that was remaining, being a few posts on the corners of the house and a few frayed pieces of a stair way no longer existing. The rest was earth that was scorched black, a long lasting testimony to how horrible the fire was.
The rider slowly climbed off taking off his helmet with a deep breath as he took off the helmet. Laurence's hair swept down brushing the back of his neck as he left his helmet on the handles.
He looked around with eyes that were beginning to water as he took a deep breath. He didn't linger long in one place simply going to stand in the middle putting his hands in his pockets and letting his shoulders relax.
"Hey Cadenza." He spoke quietly his voice carrying a heavy weight in it. "I know you want me to stay . . . .but I can't . . .I can't drag Gar into this . . . . there's too much at stake . . . and I can't risk dragging them into this . . . I know they already are but . . . . I'll make things worse okay?" He sighed taking a deep breath wiping his eyes looking up at the sky for a moment before getting back on his bike not realizing something was burning in him that wasn't supposed to.
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The Family Buisness
FanfictionThe Ro'Meaves. Also known as one of most prominent crime family's, known internationally especial for their snuggling. When the youngest of the three sons is found murdered, everyone is racing to find the killer. The Brothers, the Ex-Friend and Ass...