Ricky, upon waking up, decided to get a cup of coffee. Upon entering the room, he was stopped by Eric. "Hold it. I need a word with you." Eric bitterly said. "Sure Eric, what do you want?" Ricky nervously asked. "Where exactly were you, Jared and about 20 of our men yesterday?" Eric interrogated. "Uh... Well, Jared-" Ricky was interrupted by Alex showing up. "Hey it's my boys." Alex said, but seeming emotionless. "Oh, hey Alex, how are you doin'?" Ricky asked nervously. "Not so well. Just got word that our 'discreet' road is being held up by this group called the Charlotte Raccoons. They're apparently putting a toll on the road, refusing entry or exit unless we pay." Alex informed.
"Oh, that's not good..." Ricky said. "I informed Alex of this. Evan and the squad he sent out earlier are apparently going to be delayed from their gunrunning supply. They've been gone for 4 hours now." Eric informed. "Yeah. It's a fuckin' annoyance. I sent Heath and Shawn out to grab some groceries with our hard earned money so we don't have to eat dirt, and now that the Raccoons stationed outside, they either won't have enough money or will have to give up some of our collected rations, because these vultures are in the damn way." Alex growled. "Hey, I can do something about it." Ricky replied.
"Hmm, if you're up for it, that is. I was planning to send out Adam, Clay and Darwin, but I guess I can send you and Darrin. Eric, you go with him, I need you to use your investigation services in this." Alex ordered. "Also, I have a contact, Lorne Palmer and Maurice West. Meet up with them, and propose an alliance." Alex ordered. "Yes sir." Eric nodded. "Come on, wormy. I know the place." Eric added, beckoning Ricky to come with him.
"So, we get Darrin, meet up with Lorne and Maurice, then we strike up a deal with them and handle the situation with the Raccoons. Under specific orders, do not kill these men unless you have to. The man is serious about limiting casualties and instead using ruthlessness to compensate for our gain." Eric told Ricky. "Right. So what is it you do here again? For the club, I mean." Ricky asked. "Basically, I'm the detective and investigator. I look into and investigate current issues and whatnot that goes on with the Club." Eric said. "Oh, so you're our detective?" Ricky asked. "Indeed. I am the one who looked into the this rumor about the Charlotte Raccoons and their toll system, and informed Alex about the matter." Eric pointed out. They found Darrin watching TV with Jaime in their bunkroom. "You, kid. You're coming with us." Eric ordered.
"Ugh, come onnn, I'm watching Family Guy!" Darrin whined. Eric rolled his eyes, walked up to the TV and unplugged it. "Hey!! What gives?!" Jaime complained. "Come onnn Eric, give me a break." Darrin whined. "Wait, Eric, are you inner circle?" Ricky asked. "Not yet. Currently, I'm a lieutenant, just like this lazy bum over here." Eric pointed out to Ricky. "I'm tired of working, I just got done helping Ethan re-paint and renovate the warehouse." Darrin pouted. "Oh, I'm so sorry. You better get off your ass, before I inform Alex of your sorry-ass remarks. Maybe then you'll think over between 'TV Time' and 'Work Time'." Eric snapped, causing Darrin to get up sarcastically. "Fine, let's get this shit over with." He barked. As the three left, Jaime rolled his eyes and plugged the TV back in.
"So it's about time to pay these guys a visit." Ricky cheered. "Indeed. We will see what we can do to fix this matter whilst keeping casualties at a minimum." Eric replied. They then got in the car, Eric driving and Ricky at shogun. "Lorne and Maurice are just a couple blocks away." Eric informed them. "Great, so what do we need these two hillbillies for?" Darrin questioned. "Well, my family is a bunch of hillbillies too, and I need them." Ricky said. "Not what I meant, I got nothing against hillbillies, I just asked why we needed those two and used a description of 'em." Darrin replied.
"Yeah, I know. I just like to mess with people." Ricky joked. "To answer your questions, we propose a deal with those two per request from the boss. He says they can be of help in supplying us with first aid and medical supplies for our infirmary, in exchange for ridding the pests which is a win-win, as they are trouble for us and them aswell." Eric stated. "Huh, didn't know my kind had need for all of that stuff." Ricky chuckled. "Yeah, so what's next, find an Indian cornerstore guy with a ballistic missile?" Darrin burst into laughter. "We don't need that kind of weaponry, at least not yet." Eric responded.
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The Justifiable Evil
Teen FictionRichard Black is a 17 year old boy, who is stuck in a horrific situation. After his family are captured by The Mendel Mafia and are in the process of human trafficking, he reluctantly joins the Forgotten Club, a large gang lead by Alexander Rogers...
