"Are you sure it's him boss" asked Ivan, his face held some doubt.
"Without a doubt" replied Lloyd. Lloyd couldn't believe that he had not recognized him, probably due to how beat up and decrepit he looked. He didn't know if he should consider this his lucky day, or one of the most unfortunate days of his life. One of the many goals he had when he came back to this city was reuniting with his old friend group, and Jacob was one of them. This was probably fate that had brought Jacob right to him, despite how unfortunate the situation was. He knew that the next logical step would be to find Jacob once again, link up with him, and then use him to gain as much information on the events that had transpired in Hilburg since his departure. But he knew that finding Jacob in a dangerous city like Hilburg wouldn't be easy at all. Despite having the man's ID with an address on the front, Lloyd knew that this didn't mean anything. Judging by the way Jacob looked in his ID photograph, he was much younger… much more full of life. This ID was taken before the specific event that occurred… the one that turned him into the criminal he was today, so the address on the ID was meaningless. Lloyd wanted to know what that was… what exactly had happened to his friend that made him this way? And if this was how Jacob and Lisa had ended up, Lloyd could only imagine how his other two friends ended up. He was going to find out soon enough... and he knew he wouldn't like what he found. With his next goal set in stone, Lloyd turned to Ivan and said, “Get the car ready Ivan, tomorrow we're going hunting”. **** Lloyd kissed Lisa in the forehead before he and Ivan set out to find Jacob. He had hoped that he and Lisa would officialise their marriage that morning, but duty called, so it'd have to wait until he made sure Jacob was safe. The first place the men drove was the train station, an obvious location since he was a taxi driver. But Jacob wasn't there, and as he learnt from the other taxi drivers, he didn't even come to work that day. This information justified, Lloyd's concern for Jacob's well-being. Perhaps it was how badly he had dealt with the criminals Jacob tried to have ambush him. Maybe after witnessing that, Jacob was now far too scared to leave him home, due to fear of encountering him (Lloyd) again. Perhaps it was due to fear of retaliation from his criminal buddies, who probably blamed him for the disaster that took place the previous day, so they took him out. Lloyd hoped he wasn't mistaken to not kill those muggers. "Let's head to inner cities, Ivan, a person in Jacob's position will most likely be there" suggested Lloyd. Taking his Boss's request, Ivan would drive deeper into the inner cities of Hilburg. Lloyd would hold out hope that Jacob was still alive, as it would truly be unfortunate if he failed in one of his core goals so early on. Lloyds next destination was the address on Jacob's ID, but as expected, Jacob wasn't here either. But Lloyd then remembers a detail that back then was insignificant, but now was was crucial. Jacob was an alcoholic. He had bottles of beer scattered across the front of the car, but more crucially, his eyes had started yellowing out due to liver damage. Using this information, Lloyd instructed Ivan to make explore the various bars and clubs around the city. Perhaps, Jacob had used his $500 Lloyd have him to on the drinking spree. A mere 10 minutes of driving, the limousine would stop at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green. Lloyd decided to take a brief look around the road, and what he saw, just a few metres away from him, was a man lying on his face close to a building. Lloyd couldn't tell if the man was alive or dead, but that wasn't even the worst part. Everyone was walking past him, and Lloyd couldn't believe that no one had bothered to help him. Lloyd was so disgusted by the sight of this man, that he got out of the car and began to head towards him. Ivan would head out as well, seeing that his boss was disgusted that the city of Hilburg had people who would allow something like this on the street. "If no one was going to take this man's body to a hospital… or a mortuary, then I'm going to" said Lloyd to Ivan. Lloyd eventually got to where the man lay on the floor, and knelt down to check his pulse. He saw that indeed, the man was still alive… but barely, His breath and pulse were very low. He wasn't far away from death at all. Lloyd then turned the man around so he could get a proper look at him, and perhaps administer some first aid. What he saw would cause his eyes to widen in shock, and he wasn't shocked often, even the Stoic Ivan was shocked. IT WAS JACOB. "what are the odds?" said Lloyd, partially to himself. "I have no idea boss" replied Ivan. This was the 2nd time he had unintentionally encountered Jacob in a bad situation. A massive heroin needle was sticking out of Jacob's arm. Probably the reason for this predicament… An overdose. Truly, Jacob was very far gone, and Lloyd could only hope it wasn't too late to bring him back. He (Lloyd) quickly, but carefully took out the heroin needle sticking into Jacob's arm, and tossed Lloyd over on his shoulder. "The neatest hospital Ivan, NOW!" Yelled Lloyd, as he tossed Jacob into the limousine. Ivan drove to the best-looking hospital he could find, and Jacob would be rushed to the emergency room. "We'll take care of him, Mr Harland" said the doctor, "but it might take some time, so please return tomorrow for a follow-up" Lloyd sighed as he returned to his limousine, he couldn't believe how crazy things had been since he got to Hilburg. He was good under such high-stress situations, but this entire city was angering him greatly. The buzzing on his phone would cause him to look at it. Finally, something had come up that would take his mind off Jacob's crazy situation. It was Lisa, calling him to come take civil affairs centre. "Take the limousine away Ivan, I'll take a taxi back to Lisa" Llyod said to Ivan. His limousine drew far too much attention, especially since it was his favourite one, and he had used it back at the capital as well. It was too recognizable. So Lloyd took a taxi back to Mirland where Lisa awaited him. "Are you sure you want to do this today?, Simon, it can wait... You seem quite busy" said Lisa, as she saw Lloyd's expression. Smiling, in an attempt to reassure her, "Absolutely not Lisa, I'm not too busy to make you my wife" he said. Lisa blushed hard at this remark, Lloyd already knew how the perfect words to say to her. "And to celebrate our new-found marriage, I'll have a surprise for you" added Lloyd with a smile. The couple would take another taxi to the civic affairs ministry, where they intended to make their marriage official. They informed the branch manager, a very dark woman with an afro, of their presence Lloyd had already had Ivan arrange the documents as soon as he was chosen to be Lisa's husband. So all the branch manager needed to do was sign the document. The dark woman had worked in the ministry of civil defence for years, that's how she became the head of this branch of the ministry. Looking at the couple in front of her, she could see by Lisa's obvious wig and pale skin that she had cancer. So she couldn't help but wonder why a man like Lloyd, handsome and tall would ever marry a cancer patient. Lloyd was good-looking but didn't look particularly wealthy, so she felt that perhaps it was a financial move. Lloyd and Lisa would wait at this waiting hall for over an hour, and the woman still hadn't signed their documents. So Lloyd decided to confront her. "Is something the matter?, my wife and I have been waiting for over an hour, yet you haven't signed the documents" asked Lloyd. Despite being a public servant she'd worked here too long to care for the needs of these couples. she worked at her own time, not theirs. "Sir, I'll let you know when the document is signed, I'm busy, go sit down" she said rudely. Lloyd could see that only thing she was busy doing, was eating some chips while watching a movie. "Ma'am, with all due respect, you're not doing anything here, just sign our documents so we can leave" And at that moment, the manager became visibly angry. "I work on my own fucking time, sir, and if you don't go back to your seat, I'll see to it you and your wife never get married!" she yelled, furious that Lloyd had demanded anything from her. "I'll sign it when I'm ready" she added, before going back to her movie. Lloyd said no more words… He simply looked at her desk, she had a name plate on it, “Karen Fingerman” it said. With that, a slight smile would appear on his face as he took out his phone and made a brief call. Barely 5 minutes after this, the manager would burst into the waiting hall where Lisa and Lloyd were staying, holding the signed documents in her hand. “PLEASE FORGIVE ME!” she said as she fell on her knees in front of Lloyd. "Your documents have been signed, I am so sorry to have wasted your time" she said, panting heavily. "I didn't know you knew Mr Kerry, please forgive me" Lloyd could only smile as he grabbed the documents from the frightened woman, and left with Lisa. They were now officially married. "Who is Mr Kerry?" Asked Lisa, confused by the whole situation... "Oh he's no one important" replied Lloyd, smiling mischievously. Mr Kerry Lance was the minister of Civil affairs, a position that Lloyd, as the dragon duke could take away at the snap of his finger. So a simple call to him as expected, gave the branch manager the “motivation” she needed to sign the documents. “So…now that we're officially married, where is the surprise you promised me?” asked Lisa, in a playful, yet excited voice. "Of course, how could I forget" replied Lloyd as he turned to his Lisa. In a flash, before Lisa could react, Lloyd would smack his new wife at the back of the neck, knocking her out immediately."Was it truly necessary?, I mean, you could have just used chloroform" asked Ivan, as he stood over, Lisa's unconscious body."There wasn't enough time for that, besides, I made sure she didn't feel anything" assured, Llyod.As the protégé to Eric Weissman, Lloyd had mastered the art of "silent subjugation", granting him the ability to knock almost anyone out via pressure points at the back of their neck.The recipient felt no pain, and there was no permanent damage.But why exactly did Lloyd knock out his new wife?The answer to that question lay behind the underground facility Ivan was currently driving into.He couldn't risk her waking up and seeing the location of this facility, as it would put her life in danger.Ever since Lloyd saw Lisa in her current condition, stricken with cancer because she saved his life, he was stricken with grief.The only thing that caused him more pain was death of his family.So since then, he knew that his next mission would be to fix this mistake.A
"boss... Boss... Please calm yourself" whispered Ivan, as placed a gentle hand on his Boss's shoulder.Lloyd on the other hand had been zoned out for several moments after he saw the man in front of him.His kinds were filled with memories of that night, over a decade ago, when his family was killed, and now the culprit was here in front of him.That night he never saw the bastards face, so he never had anything to go off, but now that had changed.Lloyd soon released his clenched fist, and took a deep breath, he would have to control his bloodlust for now."Who the hell are you?" asked the man with the dragon tattoo, suspicious of Lloyd and Ivan."Oh, sorry I haven't introduced myself, my name is Simon Harland, this is my friend Ivan" replied Lloyd."How exactly do you know my nephew?" He asked, still suspicious.Both Ivan and Lloyd would heavily suppress their gasp.Did he just say that Jacob was his nephew?"I was the one who brought him here after he overdosed" explained Lloyd, ca
"I won't tell you a damn thing" said Carmen, still trying to be deviant. Lloyd would laugh manically at this defiance. "Oooh what a wonderful response, you have no idea how much I wished you would struggle" remarked Lloyd, as he turned to Ivan. "Did you bring the kit?" He asked. Ivan nodded, and set down the backpack he had been carrying all this while. Lloyd would opening it, revealing that it contained scalpels, razors, burning salts, and other unspeakable horrors. "Y'know, while the position of Mother confessor belongs to the crimson duchess, I am not too shabby with confessions myself" joked Lloyd, as he pulled out a blade. Camren began quivering violently, horrified at what was going to happen to him. "Hold him down Ivan, cause it's about to get messy" said Lloyd with a satisfied smile. For the next 30 minutes, Camren would feel more pain than time than in his entire life combined. Dean had completely broken his will, and he was now ready to say anything just t
Lloyd was still, so still, that he could hear the wind rustling between him and... he still couldn't believe itCompletely forgetting the things that their things were lying across the floor, both men would rise simultaneously, their gazes locked.Both men had the exact same look on their faces, the look of men who had just seen a ghost."Lloyd... is that... you?" asked Mason, his voice conveying his shock.“Uncle Mason?” Lloyd’s voice was cool, but Mason could still hear the alarm in them."We can't talk here" said Mason, looking around himself in suspicion.He had absolutely not accounted for something as significant as Lloyd showing up, so he wanted to make sure they were alone."Lets go to the inner cafeteria, it's more private" offered Mason, as he quickly gathered his things, before heading back into the mall.Lloyd was incredibly suspicious of this entire situation, but he was more curious than he was suspicious, so he decided to follow him.Once they were both seated at the in
The night air was thick with tension, as Lloyd accompanied Lisa up the narrow stone path leading to her family’s compound. A slight chill ran through him, though not from the cold, as he wasn't sure exactly how this reunion would turn out. He could sense the unease in Lisa’s steps as they reached the doors. She paused, resting a hand on the doorknob, her expression a mixture of anxiety and apology. “They’re… they can be difficult,” she murmured, glancing at him with a look that warned him, yet pleaded for patience. Lloyd gave a reassuring smile. “I can handle difficult, don’t worry.” Lisa managed a faint smile, and knocked on the door. Soon, the door would creak open, and a short, tan woman wearing a maid outfit would peer through. "Who...?" she was confused, as she recognized neither of the people she saw. "It's me aunt Jenna" replied Lisa tears in her eyes. Suddenly, the maid's eyes lit open in shock. "Lisa?" she muttered in disbelief. "You're... You're heal
The morning sunlight slanted through the thick curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room as Lisa stirred awake. For a brief, blissful moment, she forgot the past night’s turmoil and tension.But as she blinked her eyes open,she found herself gazing at a sight that instantly brightened her morning...Lloyd, carefully balancing a silver breakfast tray.“You’re awake” he said with a smile, setting the tray down beside her. A spread of toast, eggs, and fragrant tea filled the room with warmth, and Lisa felt her heart soften.She sat up, brushing a few stray hairs back. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble, you know,” she murmured, smiling “But I think I could get used to it”Lloyd returned her smile, pulling a chair closer. “You deserve it, Lisa” he replied, lifting the cup of tea to her.They ate in a comfortable silence for a while, but Lisa couldn’t shake the heaviness in her heart. “Lloyd,” she began slowly, looking down. “About last night. I’m sorry for… them
The neon glow of the Dragun Ash sign cast an ominous red hue across the narrow alleyway, illuminating the graffiti-streaked walls. Lloyd glanced at Jacob as they approached, noting the tension in his old friend’s clenched fists and tightened jaw.“This place still feels like a prison,” Jacob muttered, his voice low. “Camren trapped me in debt, dragged me into his dirty work… If this is where I’ll lead them, they’ll need to see that Camren’s hold over me is over.”“They will,” Lloyd replied, his voice calm yet commanding. “But it won’t be simple, they still view you as Camren’s pawn, that’s why I’m here, to make sure they know what's up”Jacob nodded, glancing warily at the entrance. He’d worked under his uncle for years, moving through the Draguns’ ranks under the constant weight of obligation and intimidation. But now, with Camren dead by Lloyd’s hand, the power vacuum needed to be filled.As they entered the bat, the conversations that filled the bar slowly evaporated, and eyes
The sharp crack of the gunshot echoed through the dark alley.Jacob froze, wide-eyed, his mind barely processing what had just happened, but Lloyd was already moving.With a lightning-fast reaction, Lloyd grabbed Jacob by the collar, yanking him back just in time.The bullet whizzed past, breaking into the brick wall behind them.Jacob stumbled, clutching at Lloyd for balance, his breath coming in panicked gasps.“Stay down!” Lloyd barked, his tone sharp and commandingLogan, standing at the far end of the alley, cursed under his breath as his first shot missed.He really thought that he would have gotten Jacob with that shot, so he didn’t wait to try again. Spinning on his heel, he bolted into the shadows, his footsteps pounding against the cracked pavement. But as he ran, he fired two more shots blindly behind him.Lloyd was already one step ahead, dragging Jacob down to the ground, allowing him to evade the stray bullets, his sharp gaze scanning the ground. His eyes landed on a
Lloyd’s eyes narrowed, but his expression remained composed “We can still settle this, Don, you’re a businessman... let’s not turn this into bloodshed”Carlo smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes. “Your words mean nothing, ragazzo, You walk in here with arrogance, you insult me with petty bribes, and now you bargain for your life?” The barrel of a dozen guns remained locked on Lloyd and Ivan, their bodies caught in the suffocating weight of the moment.The guards stood tense, waiting for Don Carlo’s next order. His cold, disdainful gaze lingered on Lloyd as though the man before him were nothing more than a pest to be swatted.“You’ve overstayed your welcome” Don Carlo said calmly, his voice a quiet death knell “Take them to the spot, and finish there, Not here... It'll be too messy"Lloyd and Ivan didn’t resist as two guards stepped forward, guns pressing against their backs. Ivan gave Lloyd a sidelong glance, his jaw tight. Not yet... Lloyd’s slight nod was his only response.Black
The black sedan came to a stop in front of the Museo della Pizzaro, the grand Italian-styled museum housing some of the most prized possessions of the Pizzaro crime family.The marble exterior gleamed under the moonlight, and the air was thick with the weight of unspoken danger.Lloyd Bishop stepped out of the car, his black coat trailing behind him as he surveyed the area. Ivan followed, his eyes scanning every corner, his hand tucked into his jacket where a concealed weapon rested.The two men stood silently, watching the building they had been scouting for days. Guards patrolled the perimeter, their routes precise and calculated, as though every move had been rehearsed.Ivan broke the silence, his voice low but edged with doubt. “Boss, you sure about this? The place is locked down tighter than a vault”Lloyd didn’t take his eyes off the building. “We’ve done harder jobs before”Ivan let out a small huff. “You say that like we’re not two men about to walk into one of the most dang
The boutique bustled with shoppers, their voices a muted hum beneath soft background music. Lisa sifted through racks of elegant dresses, her fingers brushing against the fabrics. Though her face lit up with the occasional smile, Lloyd noticed the hesitance in her every movement, she would glance at a price tag, then quietly return the item to its place.“You like that one?” Lloyd asked, stepping closer as Lisa admired a pastel blue gown.Lisa shook her head, forcing a smile “It’s nice, but I don’t need it”“You’ve got the money, Lisa,” Lloyd said, gesturing toward the dressing rooms. “Try it on... or buy it, whatever you want”Lisa hesitated “It’s not about the money, Simon. I just… don’t want to seem wasteful.”Lloyd’s brow furrowed. “Why would anyone think that?”Lisa sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly“The first batch of funds from the Western Steel contract came in today, It’s enough to handle immediate needs, but there’s still so much to fix...""The company, my family...
Lloyd’s eyes remained glued to the name on the redacted document... Annabelle Bishop. His mother’s name stood out like a beacon amidst the sea of blacked-out text, taunting him with its presence yet offering no clarity. His mind was electrocuted.First his father had appeared in the Lancaster report from the police station break-in, and now his mother. The pieces of his past were aligning in the most unsettling ways, but the picture was still incomplete.He slammed the folder shut, his jaw tightening with frustration.“I need the full version of this report” Lloyd said, his voice sharp and commanding.Jacob flinched at the intensity in Lloyd’s tone.“Lloyd, I already told you... that’s everything Morty gave me”“Then get more!” Lloyd snapped, his frustrations mountingJacob straightened, trying to maintain his composure despite the growing tension in the room. “I can’t, Lloyd. The non-redacted version is under lock and key, and only Morty’s father, Larry flanagan, can authorize it
The Dragun Ash Club was quieter than usual, its usual raucous energy replaced by a subdued calm. Morty stepped inside, his civilian clothes blending with the shadows. He carried a thin folder in one hand, his grip tight as if he feared dropping it would undo all his efforts.The gang members inside eyed him warily but said nothing as he approached Jacob’s office.The atmosphere was thick with distrust, Morty could feel it in the way their gazes followed him, unrelenting and suspicious.He pushed open the door without knocking, finding Jacob leaning against his desk, flipping through a set of papers.“YO... WHAT THE FUCK?!” Jacob yelled angrily.“You don't EVER come in here without knocking!" Jacob cautioned.Morty nodded dryly as he closed the door behind him.Morty closed the door behind him, tossing the folder onto Jacob’s desk. “That’s because you always seem to know more than you let on, so I wanted to see if I could catch you by surprise”Jacob maintained his annoyed face as h
Morty’s voice hung in the air, heavy with accusation. “We were betrayed.”Jacob stared at him, processing the weight of the statement. The dim office seemed even darker as Morty’s words echoed in his mind.“What do you mean betrayed?” Jacob asked, his tone sharp.“I mean someone tipped off those attackers” Morty replied, crossing his arms. “The Bullhorn gang knew exactly when and where to strike, that wasn’t a coincidence... it was planned”Jacob frowned “That doesn’t make sense, you think someone on your side did this?”“Maybe” Morty said, his voice tight. “Or maybe someone on yours”The accusation hit Jacob like a punch to the gut. He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “Watch what you’re saying, Morty... I don’t take kindly to being accused of stabbing anyone in the back”By the look of pure rage I'm Jacob's eyes , Morty could see that he struck an unexpected nerve in Jacob.“I didn’t say it was you” Morty responded “But let’s not pretend the Draguns are saints, for all I know, so
Time seemed to slow down as Lloyd and Ivan saw the rocket inch closer and closer their car.They had to make a split second decision right there, or it would all over.In this tension filled moment, ivan decided to do something crazy.By hitting the breaks of the car, he raised the back of the car just well enough that the rocket missed the back of the vehicle by mere inches, exploding once it hit the floor and pushing the car forward at the cost of the boot.With their souls still in their bodies, Ivan would drive the car as quickly as he possibly could out of this region of the city.They were safe onc again.Llyods mind was filled with so many questions, so he decided to step out of the car and call Jacob and ask him again."Jacob, what the hell just happened there?" Lloyd asked in anger."The Bullhorn gang boss, they're a vassal gang of the Capital M gang, and that right there was Capital M territory""And why the hell should I care?" asked Lloyd, still trying to be defiant."Caus
The gray morning sky hung low over Hilburg as Lloyd and Lisa walked side by side, their pace steady but their minds in sync as to where they were heading. Lloyd glanced at the crumpled piece of paper in Lisa’s hand, its address scribbled hastily. The area they were heading to was unfamiliar to him, but the tension in Lisa’s jawline spoke volumes.When they turned the final corner, Lloyd slowed, his eyes scanning the decrepit building before them. The structure stood defiant amidst the decay of the neighborhood, its faded sign barely legible..."Francis Legal Services" The windows were cracked, and graffiti marred the walls. Trash littered the streets, and a group of thugs loitered nearby, their sharp gazes following Lloyd and Lisa’s every move.They probably would have tried to rob them if they looked any wealthier.“This was your law firm?” Lloyd asked, his tone betraying a mix of disbelief and concern.Lisa nodded, her voice soft “It was all I could afford when I graduated law
The heavy scent of leaking gasoline mixed with burnt rubber filled the air as Lloyd’s head swam, the world outside the wrecked taxi still spinning.His body ached from the impact, but he forced himself to stay still, his sharp instincts warning him to wait before making a move.Muffled voices drifted in from outside the crumpled vehicle.“You think he’s dead?” one voice asked, nervous and shaky.“Doesn’t matter” another replied, colder and more composed. “Boss Henry didn’t say to kill him... just to teach him a lesson, that crash’ll get the message across”“Yeah, but what if we overdid it? I mean, the car flipped like three times.”There was a pause before the colder voice barked “Shut up and take the pictures, he’ll want proof”Lloyd heard the sound of a phone’s camera shutter clicking. He clenched his fists, his blood boiling as the conversation outside continued.“Henry’s gonna love this,” the colder man said with a chuckle. “Big bad Simon Harland, taken down by a couple of car th