After the trio returned to the Wolf’s Pool Club, Tyler was told to go home. He was given the same type of burner phone like all the other Howlers and was instructed to answer it as soon as he got called. The job seemed quite easy for the university student, and he was pleased with what he needed to do.
Of course, he wanted to ask questions after seeing a group of scary people leaving the place, but he remembered the warning from the blonde guy in the fox mask. Surprised that Kai had decided to pay him for the rest of the month up front, he took the hint and left.
‘I’ll just ask Gary about it when I see him.’ Tyler thought, unaware that the high schooler was with him the whole time. In fact, Tyler actually had suspected him to be under the wolf mask, after all, the green hair seemed like a dead giveaway.
However, during the car ride back, he had heard him speak a few times. The voice was far too deep and different from Gary’s to be him, so all of his suspicions were cleared. In fact, Tyler now believed that the green haired teenager must have dyed his hair to mimic the gangster boss.
Once again, the masked teenagers chose to enter through the back entrance, as to not disturb anyone. While Kai went inside where he was promptly asked to share the details about what had happened during the meeting, Gary stayed outside for a minute. Olivia intended to return to Burnham food street, so before that, the Alpha Werewolf had a question he hadn’t felt comfortable asking her in the car.
“Do you think there will be any problems, because of what happened at today’s meeting?”
“It depends on what you would consider a problem.” Olivia shrugged. “Whatever they might do, it won’t be anything I can’t handle on my own. However, after your little display, I would be surprised if any of them tried anything. You just worry about what you need to do next.” With that, the Lady Boss went into her own car and drove off.
Joining the others, he came just in time to see how Kai mimicked his earlier speech about the Howlers doing what they wanted and for the other gangs not to get involved. Unfortunately, all he could think about were Olivia's words.
What should he do next? In his head, since the small gangs were no longer going to pose a problem, then it would mean getting rid of the Grey Elephants and the Underdogs was all that was left.
‘Before there is a big war to happen, I have to get stronger… and I have to level up this system as much as I can. Maybe this is the break period I need. With a war brewing, the Underdogs might have stopped looking for me for now.’ Gary thought.
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That same night, a peculiar trio was walking around Slough. Two large men in suits were accompanied by a teenager whose most prominent feature was the large black hoodie over his head. They were all standing outside an apartment room.
“Are you sure this is the right place?” One of the men asked.
“Of course, I’m sure. Heck, it was easy enough to get the information. I didn’t have to do much other than a simple phone call, but without a doubt, this should be his home address.” The other replied confidently.
They moved their young hooded companion to the side and knocked at the door.
“Who is it?” A woman’s voice came from the other side. She looked through the peephole and could see two figures she didn’t recognise at all.
“We are from Westbridge, Ma’am. Your son Gary has caused some trouble at school. Do you mind if we come inside to talk about it?” The man asked.
“Gary? I’m sorry, but there is no Gary here, you must have gotten the wrong number.” The woman replied, and quickly went away from the door.
The two men sighed, looking at each other, before they lifted their legs and used all their strength to kick in the door. It was a bad neighbourhood and the doors weren’t exactly strong, making it easy to break into.
The woman was seen shaking, a phone in her hand. Quickly running up to the woman, they slapped the phone out of her hand while the door was shut behind them. They had quickly gagged her mouth up, and finally, the young hooded man took off his hood, revealing who it was.
Gil looked around the house to see if there were any photos or anything like that, and eventually, he found some of a male student. However, it didn’t look like Gary at all.
“You sure this is the right person?” One of the men asked, no longer so sure.
Gil studied at the photo for a while, even though he knew straight away that it wasn’t the right person.
“I’m not sure. This photo might have been taken a while ago, and since he dyed his hair, it’s hard to tell.” Gil replied, looking away but smiling as he did so. “I think it could be him.”
Turning around, the dropout ran over and immediately threw his arm out, punching the woman on the right side of the face.
“You know a boy called Gary Dem, don’t you?” Gil asked.
“What the f*ck do you think you're doing, kid? You don’t have to hit her!” One of the men complained.
“Damion told us to get the information no matter what. She already lied to us… so now it's time to get her to tell the truth.” Gil countered, not once looking at the other two, but only staring at the poor helpless woman in front of him.
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A short while later, the lady was a bloody mess, lying barely conscious on the floor. Gil’s knuckles were sore after how much he had used them.
“I found a birth certificate. The names of her and her son don’t match up with the one we are looking for.” The first man stated. “It looks like it must have been a fake address given by the school. Either our transporter is smarter than what we gave him credit for… or somebody is looking out for him.”
The other man looked at the woman, thinking about what to do with her. He reached into his coat pocket and placed a thick pile of cash on the floor.
“Don’t do anything stupid. If we hear so much as a rumour about you complaining to the police, or telling anyone else that we were here, we’ll have to pay you another visit. This is for your troubles. It should cover any medical expenses and then some.”
With that, the three left, without getting any closer to their suspect.
“We can’t catch them at school or his home address. Damion is going to burst. We have to come up with something else.” His partner sighed.
“Don’t worry.” Gil turned around, a part of the woman’s blood still on his face. He looked like a frightening figure in the darkness that startled even the two Underdog members for a second.
“I have a plan…” Gil smiled.
A little while later the two men left, and Gil was free to do as he wished, but he quickly turned around, and headed back. Standing there, the teenager was back at the same apartment they had left only moments ago.