Omarion

“What the fuck is this? This ain’t the authority station!?” Largo said stating what we all knew.

I stared at the back of the man that faced the computer monitors. “It was a bit messy but, we finished the job.”

“A bit messy is a under statement.” The man said. “You’ll have to leave the city and head into the Outlands and take a portal to-“

“Not happening.” I said. “My brother and I did a job. We completed the job. We get paid. We move on to the next job. Me and my bro got a lot of jobs today to finish. The job was offical from the dark directory. The job was legit. Authority can take up any argument with for all I care.”

“You were a bit to good with the job.” The man said. “You caught the attention of the Kings, Kooper and the authorities in one night. They’re all hunting for you and the person that hired you. It was supposed to be a quiet job.”

“Quiet job?! When you gave us the job you never said nothing about it supposedly being a quiet job. You just said you needed somebody to get it done. You might have told us about the assassin invader bodyguard Whitehall hired to watch his back and not to mention the girl he was with just taking off when fight started and then Kooper just showing up at the club.” I said.

“What the fuck is this? O. Is this the fucker that gave us the job?” Largo demanded. “Was this a fucking set up?!”

“A set up or a test of some kind. I don’t care either way what was it? You were supposed to lead us here to kill us or some other bullshit?” I asked.

“Funny. You don’t seem the least bit afraid either way. Must be because of what that girl gave you at the club? Who was she? Some old girlfriend or model that you took for a turn?” He said in a dark humor deadpan tone of voice.

“We came up a flight of stairs to get to this room. You keep running your fucking mouth about my older sister and I’ll throw you and your fake Judge down the fucking stairs as my payment. Quit fucking with me and give my credits.”

“Judge. Give em his pay.” The man said.

I frowned as I turned to the fake Judge to see him hold out a tablet to me. I snatched it and turned it on. A red wolf head symbol appeared on the screen along with short message at the bottom. “Accepted. Blood Hound O. A and Blood Hound L. A. Who the fuck are you?” I demanded.

“Bro. What fuck is it?” Largo asked and took the the tablet to stare at the tablet. “What the fuck?! The Nomad King’s blood hounds?! What the fuck is this shit? Around set up!”

The man turned around. I stared in shock. I knew who this fucker was. Head of authority. Alpha Wolf of one the largest nomad packs in the city. One of five Kings of Newark City State..

Gino Fish.