Chapter 12: Backstabbers In The ActApartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Midday greeted the formerly slumbering Ian Baddwulf as he sat up in bed to find that he'd been alone and completely naked following his rutting session with none other than the infamous woman of ill-repute Amanda Smalls. The newly awakened man yawned and stretched as he found himself lying back against the remaining pillows on his large and messy bed. He folded one arm behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. It had taken him a moment to notice the soreness that had come from his recent erection after his nonstop rutting with Amanda Smalls the previous two nights. He had not known what had come over him when it came to being once more in her presence for very long, but he had not wished to repeat it.He had not been able to rest for very long before the knocking on his front door had gotten his attention and shook him from t
Chapter 13: It Sucks Being The Bearer Of Bad NewsApartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Newly showered and fully dressed, Baddwulf stepped out of his bedroom wearing a nice and neat grey suit with dark dress shoes, a grey trench coat, a dark fedora, and a rather sloppy dark grey tie. The long sleeve undershirt had been white with red pinstripes and the collar high as he moved about still with the lingering scent of booze, which he'd been all too eager to pour himself another glass of, and cigarette smoke after lighting up a fresh one and putting it between his lips. Jake seemed to be more at ease with his finally being fully dressed and Sully was content for the time being after having been fed his favorite meal which always consisted of tuna and came in a can. He still gave Baddwulf a narrowed eye glare while licking his paws and standing on top of his usual chair, but he'd been more than happy to forg
Chapter 14: The Born SuckerThe Metal Works, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Frustrated beyond belief, Detective Ian Baddwulf found him fending off his fair share of assaults as he managed to clear his way to The Bowery. He wasn't much for sight seeing at the old metal works and even less for venturing down death defying heights even for the sake of a sap that was due to pay him black pennies. Baddwulf snarled angrily after snapping the neck of a would be guard whom had added to his relative annoyance as he moved through the metal works the stench of molten metal all around as well as sweat from the would be attackers stationed in this place. He didn't figure his client for a soft touch in addition to being a sap and attempted to write his being in an ideal dangerous location as careful planning on the part of the business shady partner and the greedy dame after his coin purse. Baddwulf had not been the type to actively put his life in danger no matter how much he
Chapter 15: So Much For Easy StreetBaddwulf's Office Building, Main Street and Park, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Still reeling from their ordeal at the metal works, both Baddwulf and Neil Brautigan seemed to be a bit worse for wear when they finally made it back to Baddwulf's office building in the Attison District. Jake had been on the monitors for quite some time tracking and sifting through the newly gathered information via his proto insects. Baddwulf thought him a few bricks short of a load but said nothing as he often got results, even if he'd been nuttier than a fruitcake when it came to technology. Baddwulf made his way inside the office, his expression conveyed his annoyance all too well. He wasn't in the mood to chat much less be debriefed about the events as he had a hard time quelling his animal nature following the fight in the metalworks.The raging brute of a man moved toward his desk and pulled out a bottle of cheap dark brown liquor and downed
Chapter 16: Carrying FavorOutside Leonetti's Restaurant, Highland District, Temple City (3040)..... A low growl erupted from the tightly pursed lips of Baddwulf as he stood outside his father's notorious restaurant. He had no genuine desire to be back in Highland, but the call of black pennies was such that he ventured to the only place he knew to provide what he needed to get through his latest case. The brutish detective continued to lead the bumbling sap into his father's establishment annoyed that he had to do all the talking when he saw his way to catching Shelark before his inevitable departure. The old man had not changed much, he was still wide, bald, and frumpy looking as he was the day Baddwulf met him. He was an average-sized man with a wide belly, but Baddwulf towered above him easily. He lost his hair ages ago and had taken to shaving his former beard leaving his already ugly mug fat and bare. The old man seemed to still have a knack for the unseemly and as a resul
Chapter 17: A Party Kind Of GuyThe Dope Diamond Gentleman's Club, Forth, And Parkway, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Cigarette smoke rose in a series of rings from the mouth of the laid-back Baddwulf as he leaned into the large and surprisingly soft armchair that came with the V.I.P. section of the dance booths. He'd been eager for this visit all day after the events of his less-than-savory adventures and the securing of black pennies from his latest client had made it all the more enjoyable as he felt accomplished instead of simply pissing away coins. There was a good deal of sights and sounds to be had in the dark and seedy joint as Baddwulf let something of a wolfish grin file across his ruggedly handsome face. He had been as engaged in the upcoming show as ever when his favorite girl, Cheetah came prancing out from behind the red velvet curtain dressed rather minimally in a bikini top and bottoms. She had not been much for getting her feet wet but she was very
Chapter 18: Holding Horses For JackassesThe Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Just about every ache and pain imaginable had been going through the body of one pissed-off detective Ian Baddwulf as he found himself rousing outside the blazing building known formerly as The Dope Diamond Club in Attison District. He had had a hell of a day as it was with the trek to The Bowery and dealing with whatever idiot that passed for a gangster trying to make a name for themselves by bumping off the rich schmuck whose wife was two-timing him with his best friend. Then he had gotten the old lawyer to grease his palms and rain black pennies into his lap only for him to venture to The Dope Diamond and have more of Blackie Clay's idiot goons make a spectacle of themselves by shooting up the place and setting it a blaze. The word tired had not even begun to describe what Baddwulf felt as he climbed to his feet dusting off the debris, soot, and broken glass that lined his now dirty suit and
Chapter 19: The Common Cure For The Wicked Man's BluesApartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Sticking the key into his front door had been a lot less troublesome this time around as Baddwulf found himself finally back at his apartment and once more alone with Sully having come rushing to the door only to take note of Baddwulf and flick his tail in disgust before heading back toward the bedroom where he'd taken over his master's bed. Baddwulf rolled his eyes at the lackluster greeting he received and made his way over toward his favorite armchair after locking up. He tossed his coat and suit jacket onto the nearby sofa and his keys onto the coffee table and sat back in the chair lounging for all he was worth in the wake of the many aches and pains that radiated through his battered body. He was all kinds of hurt and angry, but most of all he'd been highly flustered. He'd gone down to The Dope Diamond to