The 'Basement' was a popular nightclub in Slough's town centre, yet today its front door had a sign that read 'Closed'. However, the guards around it were telltale signs that something was going on inside. Unbeknownst to the normal populace, the club was merely a front for the Underdogs, one of the town's most successful gangs.
What's more the Basement wasn't the only shop that would remain closed that day. Damion Hawk had used his influence to make all the shops within that block treat today as a sort of impromptu holiday, so that nobody would disturb their special meeting.
Inside one of the VIP rooms, Damion had been sitting calmly, talking to another on the other end, it looked like the conversation was about to come to an end. The other party stood up to leave, not even bowing but stopped just before leaving.
“I thought the Underdogs were meant to be the best in slough, which was why I hired you. Believe me when I say that package is important for the both of us. Get it back or it could be the both of us on the chopping block.” The man said leaving.
Damion continued to sit there in his seat, he did so until the people were escorted out and when a certain amount of time had passed. He picked up the large wine bottle in front of him and threw it against the wall smashing it to pieces.
Get rid of the red colour gang for me, and while you do, find out who was backing them.“
“Now that the Cheetah Squad will be dealing with the colour gang, I expect RESULTS AND NOT EXCUSES BY THE END OF THE WEEK!!! FIND THAT DAMN GREENY!!!” Damion shouted.
Chapter end
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