Code Arhangel - FAMILY #1

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Damon

Lyon's entrance found me in a strange position. The fur hat covered almost all my eyes and I couldn't recognize anything  in the darkness.

"You are shit, man" he said. I didn't change my body position and I didn't  move even when he came closer and as a devil, he stood over my head hiding the ceiling. "I brought you some coffee. Drink" he continued "You might dell better".

I took the hot cup.

"Mayby I am a vampire. What do you think?" I asked him, lifting the skull cap on my forehead.

"You are still drunk" he answered covering with a strange tone his voice.

I raised my eyebrow surprised.

"Do you want to know what is the strangest?... You don't look the same shit as I am".

Smiling he made the semicircle of the desk and he sat on the opposite chair. It took him a little time rather than to feel comfortable in it. When he finally found the right position, he relaxed lighting a cigarette.

Sometimes this guy was a mystery. Even if he seemed completely lost his gaze was an open book. I wasn't sure if I could read it, but I Knew he didn't try to hide anything. About him, Max's information could be counted in one hand: Lyon or lion, VMA's member. He was honest and he had nothing to lose. Those were enough for the beginning.

I left my cap in the table next to a dozen folder of VMA, I brought my chair closer to the desk and I started working. First, I was informed for the disasters of club which had happened last night. Afterward, about the shifts and the duties of stuff, the orders that had to be made and the related payment. Eventually one hour later I had in my head so much bullshit without reason. Climax wasn't important, it just a cover to do my job. I was obliged to manage the club because through it I could hide who I was, acting like a gangster.