He woke up and made a cup of coffee, last night wasn't enough. He needed more information, he needed to know what kind of crime syndicate he was up against. The name Jong Ang came back into his mind, it was frustrating. More information would be needed, it just frustrated him of trying to find out from whom. Someone who he could trust. If you were thinking he could trust Hotel Moscow and the Lagoon Company, you're dead wrong. Reacher never trusted anyone much. He only relied on his gut. And his gut was telling him right now to go to Dutch and ask him about the Jong Ang.

"Well look who's up early." Said a familiar person waking up from a hangover.

"And look who's back from the dead. How does feel?"

"Fuck you Reacher that was beginners luck."

"Coffee?"

"Sure why not."

She helped herself to some coffee and then lit a cigarette. She blew the smoke out of her mouth to Reacher's face making him gag a little.

"Pussy, can't handle a bit of smoke huh?"

"You know that shits bad for you right?"

"I really don't give a fuck."

"Suit yourself."

But he just couldn't resist, he swiped the cigarete out of her mouth and threw it out the window.

"Now what the fuck was that about?!"

He snickered.

Lev finished the last girl, now he felt better. He liked being Boss Katha's right hand man. Not only was he paid well, but he also get's to have some fun time with the workers free of charge. Reacher was still on his mind. That son of a bitch humiliated him back at the PMC (private military company) boat heist. He finally got his lazy ass off the bed and went for his camera. He'd use it to study Reacher, since he knew he was around Roanapur somewhere, and then he'd strike and kill him. Yes, the perfect revenge plan.

Balalaika gave him the files and records on the Jong Ang, he flipped through the papers and photos of them.

"Does this fulfill your satisfaction?" asked Balalaika.

"Very much. Thanks and hey, I'm still lookin' for work. If you've got a spot for me then I'd be willing too fill it."

"I think the Lagoon could use another crew member. Especially someone as talented as you. The pay will be good. But the jobs will be dangerous. I see you laugh at the face at danger. That is good. You've demonstrated your proficient skills with weapons and hand to hand combat. You'll a valuable asset."

"Alright then."

He left the place with the records, time for studying. Like what he'd do back in school, only this time it's about crime syndicates and not math. He laid out the files all over the table and then set up a board, tacking the papers on it and going through his plan. Rock passed by and peered over his shoulder seeing what his new crew member was doing.

"What's this?" he asked.

"Plan."

"For what?"

"Fucking up a crime syndicates business because for some reason I'm doing it because someone broke my heart and then persuaded me to take them down."

"Sounds nice."

"Yeah."

He picked up a sharpie marker and began making markings on photos of people. Circling prime targets and crossing out deceased associates, such as Lev and the other guy from yesterday. The ones that caught his attention were the old guy and Viktor (the guy from the first chapter.) A list of company allies were also on the board as well. The plan is to target them and take them down. Once business goes bad, rage will start and he'd catch them off guard. Perfect. Now all he needed was the support of the Lagoon Company. Since he obviously couldn't do this alone. Planning could wait, because there's another job for the Lagoon Company now.

"Alright, let's get started." Dutch began, going over what to do. " Hotel Moscow wants us to nab a motherfucker who owes them a lot of money. But, here's the thing, it's not gonna be easy. He's holed up in a big mansion out in the jungle where all he does is eat, fuck and sleep. There's goin' be a lot of security there as well. So we got the perfect people to cut 'em up into pieces."

He pointed at Reacher and Revy specifically.

"You two can choose wether to take the silent approach or the Rambo approach. Rock, you'll also go with them as well, Benny and I will stay in the Lagoon, more specifically he'll hack into their security so that we can find provide over watch. Are we good?"

They nodded and then went to the Black Lagoon boat.

He put on a black turtleneck along with olive cargo pants and tactical gloves. His main weapon was an AK 74 U and his sidearm was the same Colt that Dutch gave to him. Revy on the other hand wore the same outfit she always did, and Rock wore similar things that Reacher had. The location was near, they'd swim from their in order to not get any unwanted attention. Plus it was also more descreet in that way. Reacher led the way, Revy and Rock followed him into the river and onto land. The place was big, the fence was the only thing blocking their way in. Rock took out a pair of garden scissors and began cutting a hole big enough to crawl through. Once he was done he threw it away and they crawled in. Reacher cocked his AK, Revy cocked her Cutlasses, Reacher noticed Rock wasn't carrying anything as a weapon so he decided to lend him the Colt. Only for a last resort, he wasn't very proficient with firearms but he did know the basics. It was raining hard, more like a monsoon and Reacher was glad. It would provide more cover and reduce the risk of being detected.

He took the first guy down with his machete, then he hid the body in the bushes. He signaled Rock and Revy to move near the window and wait. Revy attached sound suppresors on both of her Cutlasses to reduce gunshot noise, two guards passed the window from the inside. One opened it to smoke a cigarette. Reacher waited for the moment to strike, as soon as the guard threw the smoke away he jumped in and pressed the guard against the ground stabbing him to death.

"Clear." He whispered.

They searched room to room for the target, no luck. Finally they walked to the bathroom and kicked the door down. The asshole was there, sitting in the tub with hookers.

"Alright asshole, get up. Come get up!" Revy said.

The guy didn't comply. He was too bashful judging from the fact that he was naked. Revy shot one of the hookers, making blood fill the tub. Finally the asshole got out and put some clothes on.

"You owe Balalaika money."

"What? That bitch sent you! Fuck you! I'm not going anywhere!"

The AK 74 U clicked.

"I think you should rethink your choice."

He finally accepted that there was no way out, these people would take him to the most scariest person in Roanapur. But then suddenly footsteps were heard from outside. His guards were here for him. Yes.

"Shit, Reacher there's more bastards coming for fatass."

"Let's get started."

Revy had a grim smile on her face, bad for them but good for Rock and Reacher. The guards surrounded the door with their weapons locked and loaded.

"Ready, aim," before they could shoot, nine millimeter bullets stormed through the door. They ducked for cover and as soon as the shots stopped they waited for a second. Revy reloaded.

"Watch and learn Reacher."

She threw a grenade outside then dived out shooting the assholes. Blood surrounded the hallway, one last guy was crawling for dear life, hoping to escape Revy's wrath. He failed of course, she shot him in the head blasting his brains all over the Kashmir rug.

"Okay! People are dead!"

Reacher was impressed, again. But now after the job he knew he'd have to take more egotistical garbage from her. Well at least the guards are out of the picture, now to head back to the Lagoon.

He tossed him into Benny's computer room, Fatass slipped on the floor and landed on his back.

"Don't ruin my computer okay?" Benny said.

"Not to worry, I only need these." Reacher cracked his knuckles and approached Fatass.

"Alright shit for brains listen up!"

He kicked him to get his attention.

"Listening now?"

He nodded.

Reacher placed his foot on his groin, ready to stomp if he didn't comply.

"You work with the Jong Ang right?"

"Yes."

"So where are the other partner syndicates?"

He said nothing, Reacher waited and finally decided to stomp. Fatass screamed.

"Gonna tell me now?"

"AAAAH! NOOO!"

"Well that's just inconvient."

He kicked him in the mouth making him bleed and spitting his teeth out. Now was ready to comply.

"three others, names are Sun Yee On, 18K, Burnaby Boys. Please let me go."

"I can't make that choice, only Balalaika can, and you're gonna see her right now."

He dragged him to the car and drove to Hotel Moscow's headquarters, Balalaika was most pleased, now she could have a nice conversation with her former associate. Which wouldn't be pretty.

Job done, more intel, more planning to do. Rock and Revy watched while Benny and Dutch were busy drinking in the kitchen. More sharpie marks and photos were on the board, another face to cross out. Two Chin was his name and he was no use to him no. an X was marked on his photo, and a sheet of paper with notes was pasted the board, from one to ten there plans written on it, he looked wrote down the supporting sydicates on the board, Sun Yee On, 18k, Burnaby Boys. Only words, no pictures. Rock stepped over and took a look.

"Need help?"

"Sure."

"So the guy we caught is off your list, now there's only three left. So let's see, three you're looking for are the Sun Yee On, 18k, and the Burnaby Boys. I think in order to find the leaders we'll have to do some survaliance on them. Spot out the base of operations, meetings, deals. I think that'll probably work."

"You're right."

He handed over a camera to him.

"You go and observe and take pictures, anyone who looks like a leader of the pack. Go for today, don't stay too long, just ask for the names of where the syndicates like to be at. Then take the pictures."

He also handed over a bowie knife, of course he didn't trust Rock with a gun but the knife would be descent. Even though he only knew Rock for about two days maybe, he still need the help. At least he could be useful for something. He sighed and made more coffee.