The First...the guy...or whatever you want to call him had sent his guy after us and it was a perfect opportunity to make ourselves seem more valuable as well as dangerous. When Hank and I, along with the goon, step from the car, our guns were still pointed at him. The goon lead us past every one of the security and into the room where the leader of this entire illegal organization was. An office..of course it was was an office. All these criminals...creatures or not put on fancy suits and thinks it makes them better than any other common criminal out there. A criminal is a criminal. A suit and tie don't change that at all. I shove the goon to the floor and then Hank and I point our guns at home.

"Next time, why don't you just call instead of sending low life trash like this in a game a fetch." Hank says, causing me to glance at him a little.

Hank smirks but the guy that lead the entire thing only laughed from behind his desk. He had his back turned to us and we couldn't see anything over the back of the chair. I had a feeling he wanted it that way. It was just another intimidation tactic. Only now since I found out he had such a simple weakness, I wasn't really intimidated. Still my guard was up and I needed to keep it that way. We still were in danger. I could feel it.

"You cops are all alike. Coming into my organization, trying to play the big men on campus...show me what you are capable of. It's not necessary." " He said with a strong tone.

"Yeah, and why is that?: I answer back

"Because if you weren't tough and valuable to me in some way, you would have been dead and your heads would have been mailed to the chief of police as a present." He answered back before laughing again.

"Ok,.We are valuable to you. What do you need from us?" Hank responds with

There is long amount of silence now as Hank and I look at each other. The leader motions with his hand and his hired goon leaves. This told me that the guy ...thing...creature thought we were of no danger to him. Maybe he was right at this very moment but intended to change that before this was over.

"Eager to get to work. I like that. How would you gentlemen like a million dollar payday for each of you?" He says while still not turning his chair around.

"I'd kill your mother for that kind of loot if you told me to" Hank says before smirking.

"Hank?" I say back.

We both couldn't appear to be to eager. One had to be the strong one and the other had to be reluctant. Hank had already took on the roll of smart ass so I might as well be the reluctant one. We both already knew this was the job at the harbor and we needed to be there.

"Don't Hank me. You said it yourself. We bust our asses catching guys like this and we get a gold watch and pension that ain't worth shit at the end. That is if we live long enough to retire." Hanks says.

"Yeah, I know what I said but..."I say back but don't get a chance to finish.

"I tell you what. I'll make the decision easier on you a million and a half for each of you" He says..

"Deal." I say causing Hank to laugh.

"Yeah. What he said. Now what do we have to do?" Hank says

Finally the chair slowly began to turn around. Of course to Hank, he was just another corrupt businessman but I was still seeing more. I was seeing the red eyes of a monster...a monster with bad intentions for all that opposed him. That could have meant us as well but then some humans were that way as well. Were we any better than the thing I saw before me? Who knows but I guess that was my job. Rid the world of all the true monsters , human or otherwise..

"Well gentlemen. You are already cop killers. This one should be easy. You are going to rob an armored truck carrying treasury plates to print $100 bills." He says catching us off guard.

"Why would they take a route near the harbor?" Hank said without realizing it.

"Harbor? Now who said anything about any harbor?" He said back causing me to have to think fast.

"When we came in. Some of the guys were talking amongst themselves about some huge job at the harbor with a huge payday is all. So when you said a million and a half, we just figured, that's what they meant." I say quickly hoping he bought what I was saying.

He stared at us for a moment and I felt as though we were going to have to shoot our way out of this but instead, we eventually got a smile and a chuckle. Hank and I respond with a bit of a chuckle of our own but inside we both were breathing a sigh of relief.

"See that's why I chose you for this job. You think I'd trust those loud mouths out there with a job like this. Cheap labor. bottom feeders...that is what they are." He says while still staring at us"

"But there is a harbor job right? Because if there is, we want in on that one too." I say trying to keep him talking

"Yeah. After taking on the U.S, Government and probably military trained guards, a job at the harbor sounds like it would be a piece of cake." Hank adds

Instead of answering us, he turns and opens the top drawer of a file cabinet, pulling out what was a large mailing envelope and then plops it down on the desk. Hank and I both look at the envelope and then back up at the guy , who was staring at us with a cold empty look in his eyes.

"Everything you need to know about the route or the armored car is in there. Take it and get out. Just remember if you have any idea of keeping the printing plates for yourself and maybe looking for the highest bidder, me killing you would be the least of your worries" He says with out cracking a smile

"Yeah , we gotcha." Hank says as I pick up the envelope.

"Oh...and if there was something going on at a harbor., the fact is you couldn't be in two places at once. Also, for future reference...greed ruins the world. You get greedy like that ever again, It will be the last words you speak." He says before motioning for us to leave.

Hanks and I quickly exit. He has actually given us the information we needed anyway. The moment the door closes behind us , Hank and both exhale. That was a close call. Hank apologizes but it was no big deal. We got out of it so no harm was done. The problem as now, how were we going to get to the harbor and take care of that armored truck at the same time. Obviously, we weren't just going to hand over the plates. We also had another problem. Every henchmen around us was staring at us. Some of them were guys we had put away a time or two and they definitely didn't like us.

Hank and I start to walk slowly, making sure to make eye contact with each and every guy there. We weren't going to show any fear and we kept our hands near our guns in case we'd have to use them. We could feel the guys movements as every time we passed one of them they begin to follow behind us. We get to the exit to see the goon that had brought us here, blocking the door with his arms folded across his chest.

"So tell me something. How do two cops come into this place and get high paying gigs while the rest of us just work for chump change? Can you answer that?" The Goon says

"Guess he wants the job done right." I say back

The goon starts to laugh , causing the rest of the guys around us to laugh. Hank and I glance around for a moment before looking back at the goon, who was now rubbing his hands together. Soon, he stops smiling and then moves his jacket, showing a gun.

"You know what I think?" The goon says

"That you should have brushed your teeth when you were little and your mouth wouldn't look like it does. Also, I'd invest in some breath mints." Hank says back

That was it . The goon goes to draw his weapon. Everything starts to seem like it went in slow motion. Hank and I start to draw our weapons but no one gets a chance to fire a shot. Well almost no one. There was one shot fired. The goon gets thrown back against the exit door before falling with blood pouring from his chest. Everyone turns to see Agent Burke, standing, with a gun in his hand. Behind him, you see the blinds close on the door of the creature that ran this entire thing.

"Boss says they are off limits. Anyone one else want to go against the wishes of the boss? Agent Burke says.

Everyone looks around and then starts to head off in different directions, grumbling to themselves. Agent Burke steps passed us and looks at the Goon, who was now dead on the floor, and then looks back at Hank and me. You could tell he enjoyed shooting that goon. I probably would have as well.

"We need to talk." I whisper

"Boss says that's your one free pass. You want to survive in this organization, you have to learn how to take care of yourself. Now get the hell out of here " Agent Burke says back

Hank and I stare at him for a moment. It was clear, he wouldn't hesitate in shooting us. I still couldn't tell whose side he was really on and Hank, I'm sure, still thought Agent Burke was playing both sides and would side with whoever won in this, the creature or the cops. Not another word was spoken. Instead Hank and back out of the building while not taking our eyes off Agent Burke