Part 12: Getting Crocea Mors back

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Jaune POV:

It has been about a week since we tried armoured transport but got destroyed by huntsmen and huntress, so I suggested we just take it easy for a while and no major heists or robberies, and so we have just taken it easy. But I have thought about finally getting my old weapon back that I lost after getting kicked out of beacon. So because of that, I'm now walking into junior's to ask if he can locate it.

"Hey Junior" I yelled at him as I walked into the club and noticed it was packed with people who were just drinking, dancing, or flirting but failing.

"Hello kid, how are you doing?" He replied with a small as he gave me a shot of whiskey.

"Doing alright, I and the rest of the team decided to take it easy for a bit," I told me as I downed to shot.

"Okay, but you are not here just to have fun, are you?"

"Well, I'm wondering if you can locate a weapon for me,"

"What kind of weapon?"

"Well, it's called Crocea Mors, and it's a shield with a sword, arc family heirloom," I replied with a frown.

"Sure, it will cost you around five thousand lien for it, and weren't you planning on laying low?" He said with a raised eyebrow

"Not planning on stealing it, I promise, and I'm just wondering,"

"Right, it will take a while but, I'll call you when I found it"

"Thanks, junior," I told him as I handed him the money and went to hang out with the twins for the rest of the day.

-------------Timeskip 5 days-----------

It has been around five days since I spoke to him, and he has yet still to call. I thought while eating some breakfast which consisted of cereal with milk and some toast with jam and a glass of juice.

As I was eating I heard my scroll ring and speak of the devil there he was calling me.

"Hey kid, I've got the location of the weapon," He spoke over the scroll.

"Great, I'll be down there soon, just gotta finish eating and take a shower," I replied, then hang up as I finished eating.

-------Timeskip 20 minutes later---------

As I stepped out of the car and walked to the front, two goons opened it and then a third one led me into his office in the back of the club.

"Glad you came, got the location right here, it's in an old warehouse," He said to me as he gave me a paper with an address on it.

"Thanks for the help," I replied before walking back to my car and driving to the location.

After a while, I finally got there and parked in an alleyway, and opened the trunk where a silenced pistol with a face mask, black cap, and lockpicks laid.

As I put on the face mask and the black cap, I walked behind the warehouse and to the door and picked the lock before slowly walking in.

When I got in it was completely pitch black and, I took out a flashlight and began looking around the small warehouse for my weapon.

When I was looking, I heard footsteps, I quickly shut the flashlight off and hid behind some boxes.

"Hello? I thought I saw somebody," The security guard said as he looked around.

"Anybody here?" He said again but was met with complete silence.

"I guess I'm going insane," He said before continuing to walk.

When he had walked away a bit, I got out of hiding and spotted the Crocea Mors and, I walked over quietly and grabbed it before slowly walking back to the back door.

"HEY STOP" I heard someone yell, and I looked back and saw it was the security guard.

"Fuck," I said quietly, as I took off into a sprint with the security guard right behind me before going around the corner and smacking the security guard with the shield knocking him out as he got close.

Well, that was a close one. I thought as I jogged back to my car and put the Crocea Mors in the trunk along with the pistol and face mask, then jumping in the car and driving home.

------Timeskip to the apartment-------

When I got home, I took the weapon up to my apartment and put it right beside my bed.

"Seems nice," I said before my scroll going off and seeing it was Lester who was calling me.

"Yo, Lester, how are you doing today?" I said over the scroll.

"Doing good but, I have a question, how much do you know about business?" He said.

"Barely anything, what you got something into mind?"

"Yes, I do, come to my factory, and we will talk more there," He replied before hanging up.

Well, fuck you too. I thought before walking to the elevator and getting to the car.

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Done, hopefully, fixed grammar and spelling mistakes on this chapter along with the other ones I will update. 

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