Jaune Arc The Criminal

Part 14: Helping Trevor again...

-----Timeskip 3 weeks--------

Jaune POV:

It has been three weeks since I bought the business. It's been going smoothly so far, and no trouble yet. But I should invest in better security with transporting supplies and selling to make sure nothing goes to waste. I thought while smoking a cigarette.

"Hey boss," A voice called out to me, and it was a tiger Faunus with the name Ricky.

"What's up?" I asked him, and he was wearing a leather jacket with combat pants and boots, with also a cap with a skull on it.

"Just came to give you my report of the business,"

"Oh yea, any trouble?" I asked

"Everythings going alright, but there have been rumours the Lost mc has been watching us,"

"Hmmm, will they be any trouble?" I asked him while throwing the cigarette on the ground.

"Probably not, but if you want, we could take care of them,"

"No, just keep going like usual but keep an eye on them," I told him as I began walking into the clubhouse.

"Alright, by the way, thanks a lot for this chance boss, and I'll do my very best to support you," He told me as he walked beside me.

"I didn't do much other than help you take care of a couple of thugs and gave a job,"

"Still, ever since I managed to escape the sdc mine because of collapse. I never found a job and got constantly harassed, but then you came along and gave me a job and a purpose in life just like the rest of the crew and, you can count on our loyalty to you,"

"Thanks, here a drink for the future," I said as I handed him a beer.

The fucking SDC with its Faunus slaves, and I can't believe the Atlas council let this happen. I was thinking about it until I got a call from Trevor.

"Hey kid, I have a question," Trevor said over the scroll.

"Oh, what is it?"

"Do you wanna help me out with something, and I'll promise to pay you,"

"What kinda help? Since last time it ended up with you shooting up a lost mc camp," I said while taking a sip of the beer.

"Well, there is a shipment of guns coming on sandy shores airfield that is guarded by the lost mc, and I would like those guns,"

"Again, with the fucking lost mc, what is your problem with them?" I asked with a tired sigh.

"Hey, they have been fucking with my business, and I have heard then been a lookout for yours too, so what do you say, I'll even pay you a hundred ten thousand for the trouble,"

"Fine, I'll do it, where and what time?" I asked him will telling Ricky to get a pen and paper.

"There is an old water tower near the airfield, meet me there in the early morning, and get a sniper rifle with a silencer too," He told me as I wrote down the information on a paper.

"Right, see you soon then," I told him before hanging up.

"Ricky, could you get me a high power sniper rifle with a night vision scope and silencer?"

"Sure boss, I'll get it done," He said as he began walking away.

----------Timeskip to the water tower---------

It has been a few hours since Trevor called, and I was not waiting at the old water tower with a sniper rifle that Ricky managed to get me. I was thinking and smoking another cigarette.

"When did you fucking start smoking" I heard a voice call out, and I saw Trever climbing up on the ladder.

"Well, it helps to take away the pain from the people I have killed,"

"Ah fuck that but anyways are you ready?" He asked me while taking out binoculars.

"Yes," I said as I laid down on the water tower and looked through the scope.

"Good, now do you see a fucking idiot with a hat on him near the back of the hanger?'"

"Yea, I see someone," I replied.

"Right, that is Ron, and you are going to make sure he plants some explosive near the explosive tank without getting spotted,"

All I responded was with a hum and began watching Ron slowly make his way to the objective as I took out any lost mc who got in his way.

"Fuck, we got a chopper you think you could take it out?" Trevor asked me as I took aim at the pilot and fired making it crash into the ground.

"Well fuck, there goes stealth, let's get down from here and get to the airfield. Trevor told me as we began climbing down and jumping on the dirt bikes and driving towards the airfield.

When we got there it was filled with Lost mc members. Trevor just started gunning them down while running for the plane in the hanger with Ron and me right behind. When we got in the hanger, I jumped into the passenger seat while Ron took the pilot seat and began driving out of the hanger with Trevor on the wing.

While we were preparing the lift-off Trevor jumped off and got into another plane that was further down the airfield and lifted off right behind us.

"Fuck I can't believe we did it," Ron told me as I was not trying to vomit.

"Yup," I answered weakly, doing my best not to puke.

"You alright?" Ron asked me, and all I gave was a thumbs up.

After twenty minutes, we managed to drop off the package and land on another airfield. As we landed, I bolted out to puke in nearby bushes, and as I was puking, I heard Trevor laugh at me.

"To think you had air sickness, that is just fucking funny," I heard him say, and I responded with the middle finger.

"Anyways, what about the money?" I asked him as I finished puking.

"Yea, yea, don't worry you, will get it calm down," He said, and then a couple of seconds later, I got a notification that a hundred and ten thousand lien had been transferred from the unknown.

"You need a ride?" Trevor asked me.

"Nah, I'll get a cab," I said as I took out my scroll and called for a cab.

After ten minutes it finally came and I told the driver to take me back home since I was done for today.

As I was sitting in the cab, I was thinking about maybe doing another heist or something but, I'll get to that when I get home, I thought before taking a nap for the rest of the way home.

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Done and sorry it took so long to get the chapter out. I have been busy with school.