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
Chapter 20: A Primitive Intrigue Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Heavy breaths passed from the harsh lips of private detective Ian Baddwulf as he leaned his winded body against the equally winded Mrs. Collins as she continued to cling to him in the wake of their heated act. She kissed his lips with all the passion she could muster as they took a moment to catch their collective breath and ride the wave of their mutual releases. Baddwulf was drenched in sweat from head to toe as his messy black hair glistened along with the rest of him in the wake of his taking Mrs. Collins up against his kitchen wall. It had not been an ideal location for rutting but he was in desperate need of relief and she was more than willing to accommodate him. The scent of arousal had been high as he slowly backed away from her and allowed her to put her feet back on the floor as he stood with his still erect cock pointed
Chapter 21: Unwanted Interruptions Per The Usual Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Loud knocking had roused the late slumbering Baddwulf as his blue eyes burst open and a look of annoyance spread across his ruggedly handsome bearded face. He had not been much for having his sleep interrupted and as such roared with great rage as he stormed through his living room and pulled open the front door to find that he'd been face to face with a cowering man small and nearly blading man wearing casual clothes with knobby knees trying his best not to incur his wrath as he pointed in the direction of the low life gangsters that Baddwulf knew first hand had not been looking for any assistance of any kind pertaining to his detective work. In his haste to answer the door, he had not been able to put on much aside from his boxer shorts as the tough guys pulled him out of his apartment and tossed him down the stair