Chapter 66: Driftwood Down River

Just Want to Be…Where I'm Going

Somewhere in Louisiana (1 Week Later)

The song Between the Rain by Trace Elements blared loudly over the speaker of inside an familiar Duke as it sat parked stilly in a large Sugar Cane field with Mark resting inside listening to the words of the song whose band he recently discovered just the other day.

"You're weird ." Came a familiar voice that broke Mark from his concentration and caused him to look over to his right where he noticed a familiar bright haired Japanese woman sitting in the passenger seat of his car with a smile on her face.

"I guess I am weird considering we're in a gang that idolizes hardcore and punk rock." He let out while giving her a half-smile of his own that seemed to catch her by surprise.

"No it's weird because the most hardcore bad ass one out of all of us drove all the way out here listening to The Palms." She pointed out with a chuckle while Mark merely rolled his eyes at her.

"Can I ask you something?" she started while noticing Mark look away from the radio. "Why did you join BSU to begin with?" she asked while watching Mark smile at her.

"Don't believe I'm not a punk rock enthusiast?" he asked while Ren merely chuckled at him before answering.

"Not with all the Indie music you listen to." She retorted earning a half-smile from Mark who decided to humor her with his actual answer.

"At first it was mostly a survival thing." He started earning a raised brow from the woman. "Dockington I was surrounded by people who looked like me who called me one of them, but in the end, they turned their back on me and left me for dead in a ditch." He continued earning wide eyes from the woman. "I came here, I wanted to be around something different, but at the same time I wanted to be apart of something…more than a gangster."

"After what happened in Dockington I ended up having a burning hatred for the Families, especially those who claimed Grove, same goes for the Ball-Sacks, and most of the local gangs weren't all shit…BSU at the time was different." He stated to her confusion. "They were Anti-Racist and Anti-Fascist, but more importantly they were involved with community organizing, giving out school supplies, setting up scholarships, and getting drug addicts clean…I got Kinfolk who used to be involved in the Black Panther Party back in the day and everything they told me that they didn't do BSU was and with me, a black face, they could go much farther." He finished with a smile.

"So you ultimately wanted to be do…good?" she asked with a raised brow.

"As much as good as a hired gun with IAA Connections could do…it also helped that BSU at the time wasn't listed as that high of a dangerous organization so I could operate under the eyes of law enforcement in plain sight." He added with a smile. "That first year despite our war with the Nazi's we had to make over three million dollars." He added to her shock.

"Jesus I guess crime does pay." She stated earning a smile from Mark before he responded to her.

"Okay I told you my story so are you gonna tell me yours?" he asked earning a half-smile from the girl. "BSU is all around but I doubt there are any in Japan." He added while giving a smile.

"Well if you must know before all of this…I was involved in Roller Derby." She answered earning a raised brow from Mark.

"Explains all the muscles." He pointed out earning a friendly punch in the arm from the girl.

"I was so excited when I first came to this country, you know you see America on TV and it's just like piece of heaven where everyone is accepting of everyone…then you actually get here and you have a guy at an airport saying Ching Chong Ching." She stated while Mark nodded his head at her statement.

"School was hard, I don't know if it was because I was Asian or Japanese but all the guys wanted to be around me or wanted to date me but when you turn them down that's why they show their true selves." She let out while lowering her head.

"I just had so much anger and one day I ended up taking it out on the schools head cheerleader." She continued while Mark chuckled at her. "I got suspended, my parents threw me out, and the councilor told me to start working on ways to control my anger, do you know a Gina Rogers?" she asked earning a nod from Mark.

"Yeah she's BSU from Del Perro right skater chick?" he asked earning a nod from Ren.

"She got me into Roller Derby and BSU…it all feels like a lifetime ago but things were simpler back then." She stated with a smile while Mark's expression changed.

"Before I came into your life?" he asked with a smile.

"Technically Lee came into my life first because he came to Los Santos before you." She pointed out while Mark gave her a half smile. "Believe it or not Mark those times were simpler, but I prefer being here in New Arcadia with you." She replied earning a raised brow from the man.

"Back in Los Santos I never truly felt like myself. I liked Punk Rock but I don't love it, I like roller-skating but I never loved the injures, and I just never felt like myself. The guys there were pretty much the same pushy guys from school, but this time I acted tough and they just saw me as the one of them that was left outta the meetings." She stated with a smile.

"Here…I can be myself and I don't just feel left out and I like being your number 2." She pointed out with a laugh earning a low chuckle from Mark at her response.

"What makes you think you're my number 2?" he asked with a raised brow. "Lee's still my brother with the Shotgun."

"Because despite that there are still things you don't tell Lee, maybe Link, but not Lee." She stated while Mark chuckled.

"So what because Link is in a coma you think you've jumped over him as my trusted confidant?" he asked with a smile.

"I was your confidant before Link was in the coma." She added with a smile. "You're a guy and there are things you won't talk to another guy about like personal matters of the heart."

"Oh yeah like what?" he asked with a smug smile.

"Like your decision with Jill." She pointed out earning a few seconds of silence from the youngest Roman who moved to speak out only to be stopped by a familiar white limousine moving to park in front of his own car.

"I'll be back!" he finished before moving to slide out of his Duke and approach the back of the limosine where he watched the back door open with a familiar dark haired man sitting inside with a devilish grin printed on his face.

"Get in Marcus!" Devlin ordered earning no restraint from Mark before he followed the man's order and slid into the back of the vehicle.

Downtown, New Arcadia

The sound of loud jazz music filled the inside of a bar local bar just on the outskirts of the famed Frenchtown. It was in this bar that Task found himself sitting down with a familiar Chinese man who found himself taking several sips from a glass of Ginger Ale.

"You sure we can trust this cop Lee?" the Lakota asked with a hint of concern evident in his tone.

"This guy has done more for look, he'll look the other way." The Shotgun Mary answered with little emotion before his gaze quickly shifted to the main entrance where the duo watched a familiar blonde-haired man make his way inside before approaching them.

"Shen!" he greeted earning a nod from Lee.

"Glad you could join us Sawyer." Lee let out before sending a look over to Task. "You remember the Taskmaster."

"We good to move on this guy?" Task asked while eyeing the man closely.

"Dewey's in the apartment, but he's well protected. I can keep my men out of the area for fifteen minutes, but you'll probably need a small army just to get to him." The NAPD officer stated before sending a look to Lee.

"We brought enough, pleasure doing business with you." The Chinese man corrected before reaching into his jacket, pulling out an envelope filled with money, then passing it off to the officer.

"Remember our deal Shen you find out anything about Locke you report it to me before acting or else." Sawyer finished before moving to walk out of the bar while Lee merely chuckled with Task looking to him with a raised brow.

"Locke, the police Chief?" he asked with a raised brow. "I thought they got his shooters in the attack."

"The guys who took Davey killed two of our new recruits and injured a guy from the 3rd Ward, but Davey was able to put a bullet in one of the guys and he left behind some blood at the scene." Lee started while the Lakota eyed him closely. "Sawyer says the DNA came back a match for a Peter Ruzek, a San Andrean felon, from Cineza with a long rap sheet. The guy we're going after Dewey Driskel is a local yokel from the Aryan Kindred with some Dixie Mafia connection who minutes before Davey was taken had made a phone call to Mr. Ruzek probably telling him where Davey was located."

"You think he'll know anything?" Task asked while watching him finish his drink.

"He's gonna when we get there." Lee replied before rising from his chair and eyeing Task closely. "Come on Eddie's been itching to throw some lead and we don't want to let him down." He added before moving to lead Task for the door.

"You think it's a good idea to bring him along?" Task asked earning a scoff from Lee.

"Davey was his best friend and before BSU they only had each other. Not bringing him along for this would probably be worse on his mental state. On top of that he's one of the few able bodies we got right now after what happened with those pricks from the IAA." He added earning a nod from Task before they walked out of the bar and noticed a familiar tall dark haired man leaning against the back of Lee's Dominator before stepping off and moving to open the trunk once he caught sight of the duo.

"We're on the clock Eddy, let's not keep Dewey waiting." The Chinese man ordered before extending his hand and quicky caught his Tactical Mossberg 500 that Eddy tossed to him from the trunk.

"Hey Chayton, party favors are in the trunk." The Waston born BSU member spoke out while pulling his G36C from the trunk and moving to step aside so that Task could look inside of the trunk at the small assortment of weapons he had to choose from.

The first was a Mini Uzi fitting with a Foregrip and Red Dot Sight, the second was an UMP45 with just a Red Dot Sight, and the final was an MP5K-PDW with a Red Dot Sight and Laser Attachment.

Needless to say it didn't take him long to decide on the MP5 variant.

After grabbing his weapon, he soon moved to follow after Lee and Eddy once the latter shut the trunk of the vehicle and the former began leading them down the alley.

"Dipshit probably thinks he's safe." Eddie let out with a hint of venom in his tone.

"That coonass is a lot of things, but safe ain't one of them." Lee replied with venom of his own as they walked out of the alleyway and started to cross the street.

"We really have to take this prick alive brother?" Eddie asked earning a few seconds of silence from Lee who finished crossing the street and led the group into a different alleyway.

"Dewey has intel we need, but everyone else can meet the oven." The Chinese man stated before crouching down with Eddie and Task doing the same. "Apartments just up ahead!" he stated as the group finally broke out of the alleyway and quickly found themselves scanning the large three story apartment building before them.

"Sawyer only bought us fifteen minutes so we hit Dewey fast and hard." he ordered before leading the group through the metal gates where they found themselves entering the backyard of the building and finding themselves standing on the other side of a sliding glass door with mixed looks on each of their faces as they looked inside and noticed three men sitting at the table talking and laughing amongst each other while another one was watching the television, and three more were moving around the room.

"Light um up Task!" Lee ordered earning a nod from the Lakota who quickly lined up the back of one of the men's skull with his Submachine Gun before quickly firing a small barrage that opened up the back of the man's head and left everyone else stunned as they found themselves being barraged by bullets.

"GO GO GO!" Lee called out at the top of his lungs before charging into the room and firing a blast from his Shotgun that struck one man in the chest and sent him flying back first onto the kitchen table with a loud crashing notice.

"There's Dewey!" Eddie yelled out while firing a small barrage of his own that hit one Nazi in the chest as he was reaching for his Glock 19 then striking one man with a Mini Uzi as he jumped from cover behind a pool table.

"Fucking bitches!" One Skinhead called out as he blind fired from behind a recliner only to fall back as he noticed four bullets hole in his torso courtesy of Task who shot the man through the fabric of the couch.

"That's gonna stain!" Lee pointed out with a laugh before striking another man in the chest and sending him flying back first into a door of the closest breaking the cheap wood and leaving his exposed organs also impaled by splinters.

Just as Lee moved to push up though he quickly had to jump back as three Skinheads fired on him from inside the kitchen but not managing to scratch him.

"LEFT SIDE!" Task called out quickly earning the attention of Eddie who flipped his Rifle to full auto and fired a barrage of rounds into the kitchen striking one man five times in the chest and leaving him choking on his own blood, another twice in the neck with three shots in the head coating the once white refrigerator in his brains, and the final found himself crawling on the ground after having his legs shredded.

"Dewey went up the stairs on me." Lee yelled out after shooting another Skinhead once in the chest and leaving him sliding down the wall next to the staircase while leading Task and Eddy up the stairs.

"FUCKING CHINK!" One man screamed out as he charged at Lee with a Sawn-Off Shotgun raised but failing to fire a single shot as Lee hit him with a slug in the gut that sent him flying back into a bedroom where he could hear a scream resonating and noticed a familiar skinny shaved head man jumping out the window and moving to run across the rooftop.

"Dewey's going out the window!" Lee called out while moving to jump out the window after the man but upon doing so immediately finding himself a target as a Skinhead with a long blonde beard charged at him with an AK-47 ready to strike him over the head with the butt of the weapon.

Before he could though, he was stopped by the Chinese man who dropped down and shot him once in the leg with his Shotgun before grabbing the Browning Hi-Power off the man's hip and shooting him point blank in the head.

"LOOK OUT!" Task called out prompting Lee to jump for cover as two more Skinheads ran across the room armed with Assault Rifles before being quickly shot down courtesy of Task who hopped out the window and moved to turn his weapon another Aryan who was running across the side of the building.

"Right side!" Lee called out while watching three more skinheads running across the rooftop of the neighboring apartment buildings only to be dropped courtesy of Eddie who then with a raised brow as one man shot off the building courtesy of a familiar young man.

"Hit his mind with the choppa now the ground got his dreams on it." Buck spoke out with a smile as he aimed his AK-47 down on two more Aryans who were using the walls for cover giving Lee and the others the chance to move up.

"End of the line Dewey." Lee called out as he noticed the man moving to run for the edge of the building with two more Aryans.

"He wouldn't jump?" Task asked before watching Lee face the man with a smile as a bullet came out of nowhere and hit Dewey in his right hip causing him to hit the ground and immediately start screaming while the two other men each found themselves meeting similar fates courtesy of an unseen Sniper who was in the building across the street.

"Good shot Emo!" Lee spoke out while looking out and noticing a Chinese American man with long black hair with most notably long bangs that covered his eyes that were looking through the scope of a Blaser R93 Sniper Rifle.

"As always!" the man retorted over his walkie talkie with little emotion in his tone as he watched Lee, Task, and Eddie approach the injured man.

"Nowhere to run Dewey." Lee spoke out causing the man to lift his arms up over his head before taking a kick to the gut courtesy of the Chinese man. "You're up Task!" he added before watching the Lakota move to grab Dewey before pulling him over to the edge of the building.

"Hey, Hey Wait." The Skinhead called out with fear filling his voice as he looked into the eyes of the Taskmaster.

"We know you've been talking with an asshole named Ruzek tell us where he is and you might not go over." Task spoke out earning a fear filled look from the man.

"I answer to Tommy Beau, I have no idea who that is." Dewey replied with fear in his voice.

"Then I don't think you understand the situation-." Lee called out earning the attention of both men who watched him grab a hold of one of the Aryans Dewey was with and toss him over the side of the building where his screams were forever silenced once his back collided with the top of a yellow SUV and replaced by a loud smashing sound and glass shattering.

"You guys are BSU, Marcus Roman's crew right, you can't be doing this…I'm Dixie Mafia we have a truce." He spoke out with anger filling voice.

"You took our brother and killed two more…the truce changed." Lee corrected while looking down at the man in anger while Task moved to lean him further over the edge of the building.

"Tell my friend something or I can't stop him from having you join yours." he threatened causing the man to let out a loud yelping sound.

"Wait Kenneth Duchamp." Dewey called out to Lee's annoyance.

"Who the fuck is that?" Lee asked in anger.

"He's Aryan Kindred and he did time in Sudan." He trailed off with fear filling his voice. "He's the guy who introduced Tommy Beau to the Driftwoods." He finished while Task eyed him angry.

"Where can we find this Duchamp?" he asked with venom in his tone.

"He's supposed to be meeting with Tommy Beau tomorrow, but I think he's with Bernard's crew carrying out a job tonight." He stated to Lee's confusion.

"Who the fuck is Bernard and his crew?" Lee asked in anger.

"Devils." Dewey finished to the trio's further confusion.

While Lee and the BSU members interrogated Dewey, the song All Out Life by Slipknot blared loudly on the radio inside of dark green Crusader as it drove through the lower 9th ward carrying four men with ill intentions.

"You know there used to be a time when a couple of good ole boys like ourselves in an SUV would set the jungle on edge." Let out Sosa as he looked down the road and took in the sight of the many liquor stores, auto shops, and run-down buildings with people passing around.

"So what's this target you want to hit?" asked Duchamp as he found himself looking to Bernard, Tyrone, and Sosa angrily while noticing the three men smiling.

"Here!" Bernard called out prompting Sosa to pull the SUV to the side of the road across the street from a Baptist Church.

"We can take it from here brother." Bernard called out while reaching into the back of the vehicle and to Duchamp's shock pull out an M72 LAW Rocket Launcher before moving to pass it to the much larger Tyrone.

"Wait are you gonna blow up that church?" Duchamp asked with fear evident in his tone. "The lights are on inside there's people in there."

"Niggers ain't people and for their sake I hope they're all baptized because they're about to go home to their Lord." Bernard retorted while watching Tyrone aim the weapon in the direction in the church.

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!" Tyrone yelled out at the top of his lungs before squeezing the trigger of the Launcher and sending a Rocket speeding for the front doors of the church where it soon collided and created an explosion that sent the church up in a ball of fire that brought smiles to the faces of all the Skinheads with the exception Duchamp who was calling for the group to hop back into the car and speed off.

Elsewhere

"Where's Ana?" Mark asked with little emotion in his tone as he eyed Devlin with little emotion in his gaze and voice.

"My WIFE is still on a field assignment." Devlin pointed out with extra emphasis in his response before giving Mark a smile and a question of his own. "Besides isn't having the Director of the IAA a better option in your situation?" he asked before watching Mark give the man a half-smile.

"Really because the term they used to describe you was figurehead." Mark let out earning an angry look from the man.

"And you really believe them?" he asked.

"Considering I got five guys layed up with injuries including myself from my encounter with them despite all the money we're laundering and kicking up to the agency I'm kind of wondering." Mark pointed out while Devlin eyed him closely.

"And because of all of that I have some of my best people looking into who was involved in the murder of your family." He started while Mark eyed him closely.

"Is it the same people who whispered it into the ear of one of my people then threatened her family if she told me?" he asked in anger. "Which reminds me, how is that they know but you don't Mr. Director of the IAA?"

"You think they're sliding everything by my desk Roman?" he asked angrily of his own.

"Clearly they don't have to!" Mark answered with venom in his tone. "Who is this asshole that tossed me from a helicopter and his bitch who used me as a scratching post?" he asked in anger.

"Feel lucky she did that and didn't put a flashlight up your ass." Devlin let out with a smile. "But from what Ana says you might like it when a woman puts things in your ass." He let out prompting Mark to growl at him angrily.

"And from what she tells me you're smaller than the average Asian man and sex with you is like being fingered by a bent thumb." Mark fired back causing Devlin to eye him angrily and actually move to assault him before calming down and putting his hand up towards Mark.

"Putting my wife aside Roman, some of what they said is true Marcus." He pointed out to the New Arcadian's resident's disgust. "You did get Merryweather's contracts to operate on American soil revoked, you have years of incidents with high explosives and using weaponry that is banned by most militaries, and in these last couple of incidents you've targeted Civilians even burned down homes not only in New Arcadia but also Sunbelt City and Los Santos." He finished while Mark growled. "And don't sit here and tell me everything you've done has been for the agency."

"Why would I lie to your face like that?" Mark asked in frustration. "I'll tell you like I told them, everything I do is being done by a Methed out Mexican National with ties to a Mexican Terrorist Organization and a drug cartel who is doing a lot worse than me almost everywhere he goes." Mark continued before laughing at the man. "Better yet what about that goddamn cold war relic who doesn't like this country existing?" he asked before licking his lips and smiling at the man. "You know with guys like that running around I wouldn't feel safe if I was in your position…I mean didn't you only get this job because the last guy saw the light early?"

"Both Neto and Azarov are problems Mark and unlike you torturing and killing them may cause an international incident." Devlin spoke out causing Mark to eye him angrily.

"Now that's bullshit, Russia can go into other countries and poison their enemies with nerve gas and fill their drinks with plutonium, but you can't do the same on your own fucking soil?" Mark asked in anger.

"YOUR STILL A CHILD!" Devlin shouted breaking Mark's concentration and causing him to eye him closely. "You have absolutely no idea the red flags, politics, and deals done under the table in order to keep other countries with weapons that can blow you and everything you care for off the map from using them. So don't talk to me about foreign threats." He spoke out while Mark eyed him angrily before relenting.

"If you want my advice Mark you better listen to whatever these people tell you because they can make everyone you love disappear around you and not think twice about it." He stated while Mark eyed him angrily. "Now get out of my car!" he ordered prompting Mark to reach for the door before looking back at the man with a smile.

"You want me to play ball with them, but let's be real Devlin the only reason they're keeping me alive is to get me to fight for them in whatever internal beef your agency has going on. They see the value of having me on their side and we both know the only reason I'm on yours." He started while eyeing Devlin closely. "But if she switches side or I have to betray you… to protect her…then I guess you better watch your back." He finished before stepping out of the limo while Devlin eyed him angrily as he walked back over to his Duke and climbed into the driver seat and drove away from the meeting place.

9th Ward (The next morning)

The smell of burnt wood and fire immediately filled the nose of Alison as she found herself stepping out of her car with a stunned expression spread across her face as she found herself staring outside the charred remains of one of the oldest churches in the city.

"It's a crying shame!" came a familiar voice that immediately caught the attention of Alison and caused her to turn her head and notice a familiar elderly African American man with graying black hair and wearing the black uniform and white collar of a preacher. "Greater Saint John has been a part of this city for years. It's survived hundreds of storms, floods, and the civil rights movement…but it only takes one person to wipe that all away doesn't it?" he asked while looking over to Alison who eyed him closely.

"Were you the Paster here?" she asked while turning to the man with a raised brow.

"I wish I would have been, that honor was blessed on Father Sims…if you look hard enough under that rubble, I believe you can probably find him." He stated while Alison eyed the man closely at his harsh remark.

"Agent Trueblood!" Sawyer called out immediately earning the attention of Alison who moved to give her condolences to the man before walking over to Sawyer who merely smiled at her. "I see you met the Padre." He stated with a smile.

"Who is, he seems kind of dark for a preacher?" she asked while Sawyer nodded his head.

"The Jungles of Vietnam will do that you." Sawyer replied with a chuckle. "Father Mills is dark but he's got the ears and respect of a lot of gangsters…including yours." He added while Alison merely rolled her eyes before following the man over to the scene.

"Regina what we got?" Sawyer asked approaching the still somewhat injured woman with a smile.

"Another fuck all story." She replied before smiling at Alison who returned the smile before moving in for a hug. "It's good to see you girl."

"Good to see you to, but are you sure you need to be back so soon?" the FIB Agent asked while Regina gave a half-chuckle.

"Trust me I've been on my ass for too long." She replied before looking back at Sawyer who eyed her closely. "Along with the destroyed church we got three dead inside, the bodies are too burned up to really be identified, but we believe they belong to Pastor Sims and two of his Ushers." She added.

"Any witnesses?" he asked while eyeing her closely.

"Three in total and they all tell a story of a group white males driving up in a dark SUV, parking on the corner by that curb, one rather large male got out with what looked like a Bazooka, and fired at the church." She stated while pointing her hands in the directions as she spoke.

"Are we believing that Bazooka story?" Sawyer asked before watching the woman move to pick up a dark green circular object on a green strap off the ground with her gloved hand before presenting it to him.

"What's this?" he asked with a raised brow.

"This is the cap that goes on the end of a Rocket Launcher. The father had to tell me that." Regina stated with a half-smile on her face.

"Damn they're gonna have a field day with this downtown." Sawyer pointed out before Regina cut him.

"I guess we're gonna be apart of that field day then because the Superintendent wants to see us and asked for you personally." She let out while Sawyer merely rolled his eyes in anger.

"Great I guess this day is just getting better and better." Sawyer pointed out with a hint of anger in his tone.

17th Ward (The Next Day)

The familiar smell of water and fish seemed to bring a disgusted look to the face of Jill as she found herself sitting in the small one-bedroom apartment just above the BSU owned Bait and Tackle shop that still serves as their headquarters within the 17th Ward.

She had been relocated here by Marcus and the rest after their encounter with the IAA. An encounter that had her fearing for not only her life but also the life of her father. The duo were close in her younger years, but had loss touch as she got older.

Still she didn't want to see the man hurt and Mark knew this. This was why he ordered Lee and Buck to move her to the apartment above the fish shop, increased security around the perimeter, and had Manfred sweep her home and things for bugs.

She didn't like having her cellphone and laptop looked through by the group but she knew it was a precaution and she even she knew it wasn't good to take risk.

"I wanted to hang with in the big leagues…I guess this comes with it." She started before moving for the window of the apartment and looking down at the warehouse across from the store where she noticed Lee standing outside with a rather serious look on his face.

The BSU Second in Command had comeback late last night with Task, Eddie, Buck, and the new guy he'd brought back from San Fierro with him. He didn't talk much and from what she was able to gather the man wasn't apart of BSU at all but instead apart of a San Fierro Triad the group had a connection with. She knew from reports that the BSU had connections with the Lost MC, while Mark and his own chapter had a connection with the IAA but she never would have guessed a Triad let alone one from San Andreas.

Along with them the group had brought with them a Caucasian man with a blonde mullet who was handcuffed with his hands behind his back and was forced into the warehouse where the group did God knows what.

Torture wasn't really her thing and she knew that's what the group had to be doing if he was involved with the kidnapping of their guy Davey. All hands were on deck and the tension in the air was so thick one could cut it with a knife. She could only think about what would be happening next.

Red Stick

The sunlight peeking through the blinds and illuminating the face of a familiar Japanese woman as she layed out on the king size bed in Mark's childhood home that he shared with his grandmother.

Upon opening her eyes Ren immediately felt something heavy pressed over her toros. causing her to lift her head and notice a familiar tattooed arm wrapped around her waist that was connected to a familiar sleeping Creole.

This was becoming a routine occurrence for her ever since Mark had been released from jail. Just as Alison had warned her Mark was as nocturnal as an owl in times of war. He could never keep still often staying up at night in deep thought making plans or out in the streets snatching souls like modern day devil.

Last night was no different, after the duo had left the meeting Mark originally wanted to drive back to New Arcadia to drop her off so that he could regroup with Lee and continue their search for Davey. She was able to convince him to stop and spend the night with her in Red Stick after convincing him that she didn't want to be alone.

Now here she lay dressed in only a white wife beater that barely covered much and her black lace panties while Mark lay behind her dressed in only his boxer shorts with Ren eyed him closely before looking over to the dresser and grabbing his cellphone which she noticed had ten unseen text messages.

This caused her to roll her eyes before moving to rub Mark on his exposed arm in order to wake him up and look up at her with tired eyes. "Before looking at your phone I gotta ask." She started earning a raised brow from the man. "If I make breakfast can we stay here longer?" she asked causing Mark to rub his brow in confusion before responding.

"You know that's not how that works." He answered earning an eye roll from the woman before she playfully slapped him on the arm then moving to hand him his phone.

"A girl can dream." she let out while rising up and moving to walk away without noticing Mark staring at her exposed butt that hung out of her lace black thong before moving to turn his gaze back to his cellphone where he noticed he had several new messages.

"You're missing out on fish and eggs." She stated while Mark chuckled at her as she moved to put back on her pants.

"Lee says he's got some urgent news on Davey and some news on Locke. Also a church was hit by a Rocket Launcher last night." He stated to the woman's surprise. "I love your cooking, but today seems like its gonna be a long one." He pointed out while rising from the bed and moving over to grab his t-shirt.

"No I get…it just means you're gonna be the one cooking dinner tonight." Ren stated earning a half-smile from Mark who moved to help her into her shirt to which she accepted with a smile before poking her head out and coming face to face with the youngest Roman who moved to place his hands on her side in a comforting manner before walking off while the woman stood with chills running down her sides.

New Arcadia Police Department

The drive back to the police station wasn't long for Sawyer, Regina, and Alison as the trio now found themselves entering the main conference room where they quickly came face to face with a bald dark skinned African American man in his mid-forties wearing a dark blue suit with a rather serious expression on his face.

"Superintendent Hayes." Sawyer let out with a smile before extending his hand to the man who quickly moved to shake it.

"Detective Sawyer, Waters are you sure you should be on your feet so soon?" he asked while shaking hands with the woman.

"It's gonna take a lot to keep me down again sir." She pointed out earning a smile from the man before he turned his gaze to Alison.

"And I'm sorry but I don't think I've met you." He pointed out while extending his hand to Alison.

"Agent Alison Trueblood, Federal Investigations Bureau." She let out earning a nod from the man.

"FIB, how do you know this little group?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Agent Trueblood was assigned to our gang task force a few years ago and since then we've worked side by side in a few cases." Sawyer pointed out while Hayes nodded his head.

He was a twenty-five year veteran of the NAPD who prior to becoming chief was the commander of the Educational and Training Division which oversaw the training most officers in the city. This included both Sawyer and Regina who looked up to the man but knew exactly why he'd brought them here.

He was only just sworn in as the new Superintendent, or Chief of Police as most people would call it, early last year but he was a long-time resident of the 9th Ward and a proud member of the Greater Saint James Baptist Church and the nephew of Pastor Sims.

"Well hopefully any of you can shed some light on me as to why my family church is a burned shell?" he asked while moving to take a seat behind his desk with his smile fading to a look of frustration.

"We have no leads yet sir but witnesses tell the story of a group of white men-." Sawyer started before the man interrupted him.

"Not what I was hoping for." The man pointed out while groaning in frustration. "Black on Mexican crime has gone done in the past few weeks and this city needs doesn't need another race war." He added. "We got enough problems with this San Andreas gang plaquing our streets and taking shots at us."

"Which is exactly why we think our unit is better suited going after these yahoos." Sawyer started only for Regina and Hayes to eye him angrily.

"A church was just blown up by a Rocket Launcher Sawyer that doesn't sound like something I should have all my forces looking at?" he asked with a hint of venom in his tone. "I chalk up your words as being the result of your emotion getting the better of you after what happened to Sawyer but I expect that to be the end of it." He stated earning silence from the man.

"Understood sir." He let out in defeat.

"Locke's shooters are dead and we got no possible motive aside from a new gang moving into establish themselves and as much as I want to crack the whip on them for this you politics are at work here and they go over my head." He let out with a frustrated snarl. "Help bring whoever did this down and I can promise you'll have full support of moving on these San Andreas Assholes." He stated earning a nod from the man.

"Yes sir-." Sawyer started before being cut off by a loud clap entering he fold that caused the group to turn their heads and notice Steve standing in the doorway with a serious look on his face.

"You're wasting your time Superintendent." Steve let out while approaching the man who eyed him angrily.

"And who the hell are you son?" Hayes asked with a sternness in his tone.

"Agent Steve Fisher, overseer of all FIB operations in New Arcadia." He pointed out while Alison eyed him angrily.

"Okay and why the hell are you here?" he asked in anger.

"To help point you in the right direction sir." Steve replied while pulling out an envelope from under his arm and presenting it to the man. "A few days ago a shootout took place in the 3rd Ward that left four people dead and one man kidnapped. The man kidnapped is twenty-seven-year-old Davey Edwards a member of BSU and a soldier in Marcus Roman's BSU faction-." He started earning an eye roll from Sawyer.

"Not this bullshit again." He started in anger.

"Hear me out Superintendent." Steve started with a hint of venom in his tone. "Last night three gunmen assaulted the apartment of Dewey Dewey, a known affiliate of the Dixie Mafia and associate of the Aryan Kindred, not far from Frenchtown. Reports have them kidnapping Dewey and driving off in a stolen van." He stated.

What does this have to do with the church bombing?" Hayes asked in anger.

"If we bring Mark and his lieutenants In and twist their arms and they'll tell us everything they know about the Driftwoods including if they were behind the bombing." He stated in anger.

"Now this is bullshit." Sawyer pointed out.

"Think about it, sir it's the only lead we have right now and we might as well act on it." He finished earning silence from the man for a few seconds before he finally responded.

"Sawyer give your support to Agent Fisher." Hayes spoke out to the trio's shock. "The balls in your court now Agent, but if you fuck this up you might as well be packing up your operation…because I'm getting sick of you chasing people that better men then you have failed to catch." He pointed out before moving to walk away from the FIB Agent who stood by smiling while Sawyer, Regina, and Alison looked on in anger.

17th Ward

"Can I get a bathroom break around here?" Dewey called out with a hint of anger in his tone as sat handcuffed to a chair while looking over to Lee who was still standing in the doorway of the warehouse with a blank look on his face.

"Not if it means I gotta untie you." The Chinese man retorted with little emotion in his tone.

"Come on, if I shit on myself you're gonna be the one smelling it." He called out.

"I smell fish and fish guts all day every day in this place Dewey. The smell of something else maybe a nice touch." He finished before drawing his cellphone as it started to ring and quickly answered it while Eddie moved to get the man a bucket.

"Any good news?" he asked with a half-smile.

"We got eyes on Tommy Beau and three guys from his crew." Task pointed out as he found himself sitting in a car with Hong looking out a dark-haired Caucasian man in his early 40's as he and three others made their way into a bar.

"Good keep your eyes on them and if you start seeing San Andreas ink you let me know." The Chinese man finished while Task hung up his phone and continued to eye the building while taking glances over to Hong who remained quiet before deciding to break the silence that was building up between them.

"Lee tells me you were a Sniper in the Marines." Task let out earning a half-smile from the man.

"Yeah I was in another life. Hong replied while keeping his gaze hidden behind his bangs.

"What's the longest you ever had to watch a target?" he asked earning a small chuckle from the man.

"Three days!" he started with little emotion and some darkness in his tone. "It was in this little village outside Kandahar. You know if you watch a man that long you get to know him better than his wife does?" he asked earning a look from Task.

"Really?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Really you know how he reads the paper, picks his nose, what glass he likes for tea and another for milk, and if he jerks off what does he look at when cums or if he's nice to the dog when no one's around." He let out while Task gave him a weirded out expression.

"What's the trick to something like that?" the Lakota asked while looking away from the man.

"Keeping your focus?" Hong asked earning a nod from the man. "They told us to come up with stories about ourselves and the target." He replied to the man's confusion.

"What do you mean stories?" he asked.

"Nothing elaborates but imagine taking Sally to the movies, watching Weazel News, eating takeout." He started with a half-smile. "They eventually stopped that because the problem with stories was they found some guys get so involved in the tales they were telling themselves that they grew to like the target." He stated with little emotion in his tone. "And when they got the green light they couldn't pull."

"That ever happen to you?" he asked with earning a chuckle from the man.

"They wouldn't call me the Emo Sniper if it did." He finished with a chuckle.

While the duo continued to talk amongst themselves Lee found himself closing up his phone and looking out at Eddie as he returned with a relieved Dewey before placing him back into his seat.

"That Mark?" Buck asked earning a shake of the head from the man.

"No it wasn't!" came a new voice that caused both all three men to grip to Pistols before turning them in the direction of the voice as it appeared behind each of them in the shadows.

"Whoa those things won't be needed gentlemen." The voice called out again in a thick Southern accent causing the three BSU members to look on in anger as a rather tall skinny Caucasian man wearing a dark blue suit stepped out of the shadows most notably wearing an all-white cowboy hat and chewing on a toothpick.

"Who the fuck are you?" Lee asked with rage filling his voice.

"Your new boss!" he stated while giving the trio wide smiles.

Meanwhile

The smell of cigarette smoked was becoming like a polluted haze to Duchamp as he found himself sitting in a cabin in the outskirts of New Arcadia with Ruzek, Cooper, and the Satanic Aryans who sat before him chuckling about their actions from the night before while taking in the sight of the San Andreas gangsters who didn't seem amuse.

Sure blowing up a church with a Rocket Launcher was something they all wanted to do, but right now when what they were building was so fragile was not the time.

None of them seemed intimidated by the group, in a way they all seemed like more unstable versions of Eddie, but they also gave off a vibe of pure psychopaths who more simply lusted off chaos then they did anything.

"So Duchamp, you saw first-hand how me and my crew operate. Still think we're a fit for whatever you and this Eddie character are building?" Bernard asked earning a slight nod from the man.

"What we're building is a unified woodpile." Duchamp stated with a hint a venom in his tone. "And all woods are welcome…even the kind who aren't God fearing." He stated with some disgust in his tone but earning a chuckle from Bernard and the rest.

"God got nothing to do with Darwinism." Sosa pointed out with a smile.

"Right!" Ruzek let out with a disgusted groan of his own before rising to his feet. "Meet us at the Park N Flush Trailer Park out in Metra in a few hours." He stated with a smile. "You'll meet Eddie along with some others." He added earning smiles from the man.

"Good, it'll be nice to put a face to this new leader." Tyrone let out while watching the trio as they rose to their feet, said their goodbyes, and ultimately walked off with mixed looks spread across their faces.

"You know when you said you knew locals who would be on board with joining up with us you didn't mention they'd be like that." Cooper pointed out with anger in his tone.

"Bernard and his crew are as eccentric as they but we need soldiers if we're gonna be fighting an entire city." Duchamp let out while Ruzek gave a loud scoff at the notion while inside of the apartment Tyrone found himself groaning loudly.

"So are we really joining up with them?" Dwight asked while looking to Bernard who merely chuckled at him.

"Of course not, men like that just want to use us." Bernard stated earning smiled from the group. "And our work is more important than them and their wars."

17th Ward

The drive to the 17th Ward wasn't long for Alison as she found herself tagging along with Sawyer to the man's disappointment as he looked over to the FIB Agent who currently has no knowledge of his dealing with BSU from the night before.

Until a few minutes from now.

"Why are we going to the Bait and Tackle when everyone else is at the club?" Alison asked while eyeing the man closely as he drove.

"Because I actually know where Mark and the rest of them are gonna be today." He replied to the woman's surprise.

"What do you mean?" she asked while eyeing him angrily.

"Come on Alison, did you really expect me to let what happened to Locke go?" he asked with some sarcasm in her tone.

"So you've been working with Mark behind everyone's back?" she asked in anger while he motioned with his hand for her to remain calm.

"I've been more so working with Lee, Mark's been busy with his own stuff." He replied to the woman's shock.

"And how long has this been going on…how long has Lee been back?" she asked in anger.

"I don't know exactly how long he's been back, but I've been using him to track down information regarding Locke and these Driftwoods for about a week now." He explained causing the woman to shake her head.

"So that shooting last night-?" she started before the man detective interrupted her.

"Us chasing down a lead…I want answers about Locke and they want their guy so we might as well work together." He replied earning an eye roll from the woman. "Hey don't give me that look you really want to compare whose got more blood on their hands from that group with me." He asked causing her to eye him angrily.

"Do not go there with me." She pointed out with rage in her tone and prompting the man to go silent for a few seconds before speaking out.

"Before your other boyfriend barked his two cents I was supposed to be meeting with Lee here so he can give me the rundown of what he found out last night. I tipped him off about the raids so he pulled his guys outta the club and they dispersing as we speak, but we're to still meet with him. He says he's got some credible information about Locke." He stated earning silence from Alison who merely looked away from the man as they pulled into the dockyard before stopping in front of a large gate that surrounded the compound with four BSU members standing guard outside before one of them waved them through.

"Increased security!" Alison pointed out while noticing two more BSU members standing on the tops of buildings.

"You can't be to cautious when one of your guys just got taken." He replied before pulling up in front of the Fish Store and Warehouse where he immediately spotted a familiar short dark haired Caucasian man standing on the staircase of the Fish Store with a slight smile on his face.

"Hey Sissy!" Buck called out with a slight smile as he looked to Alison who merely gave him a smile of her own.

"White Boy Buck…you wanna tell me where the adults are?" Sawyer asked with a chuckle.

"Ain't none here we're all kids from what you pointed out last time." The BSU member retorted earning a chuckle from the man.

"Touche!" he spoke out just as the door to the warehouse opened up prompting the group to take in the sight of an unfamiliar Caucasian man wearing a cowboy hat and suit step out of the building with an angry looking Lee, Eddie, and Manfred standing behind him.

"Great talk gentlemen!" he spoke out before waving to Sawyer and Alison who watched him leave with Buck throwing the man the middle finger behind his back.

"What was that about?" Sawyer asked without earning the gaze of Lee.

"Fucking landlord-." He started before feeling a hard slap across his right cheek that quickly caused him to turn his head and notice a familiar redheaded woman standing before him with an anger filled expression on her face.

"What was that for Meimei?" he asked with venom in his tone.

"Oh let's maybe start with leaving for almost a month and not telling me you came back?" she pointed out in anger earning silence from the man. "I get you didn't want to go to jail like the rest but you could have at least called to let me know you were okay." She replied with her anger turning to sadness as Lee noticed tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"You're right and we're sorry…ain't that right Manfred!" he pointed out while looking over to the Indian man.

"Why are you pointing her off to me?" he asked in anger while Alison looked on with a raised brow.

"Come on you left with me, join the club we're in an elite group of guys who've been slapped by Ali." He pointed out earning an eye roll from the Indian man who looked to Alison who started to approach him prompting him to close his eyes and brace for impact but instead of a slap have the woman gently place her hand on his right cheek to his surprise.

"You boys had me worried." She pointed out earning a look from the man who moved to kiss her on the palm.

"Sorry sister!" he let out while Lee gave off an angry groan just as Buck and Eddie entered the room.

"Eddie!" Alison let out while looking to the man who looked as though he was lost in a crowd without Davey standing beside him.

"I'm okay big sis." The man pointed out while giving Alison a forced smile.

She didn't learn this up and until a few months ago but like her Eddie was from Waston like herself. South Waston as well, they were seven years apart but they'd actually grown up right around each other before his parents separated and he and his mom moved to Sunbelt City to escape his abusive father.

She didn't want to tell him this but she'd ran his fathers through the federal database and found out that not only was there a number of dropped Domestic Sssault charges on his jacket but also a federal charge for Racketeering and Extortion where he'd just recently as last year got out after serving a ten year bid.

His father apparently worked alongside some very dangerous people, that she would someday have to ask Eddie about. He would have been a child when a lot of this went down, but she hoped he could remember somethings.

"Hey this reunion is touching but we do need to get down to the real business at hand." Sawyer spoke out breaking the concentration of Alison who gave him an angry look.

"Yeah…let's do that." Lee spoke out before giving a loud whistle then watching as a familiar blonde haired man walked into the room with a rather scared look on his face.

"Detectives this is Dewey, who wants to come clean about everything that happened to Locke and the Driftwoods." Lee stated with a smile while putting his arm around the man. "Ain't that right Dewey?" he asked.

"Yeah…what he says." The man pointed out in a thick Cajun accent.

"Shen look at this guy's face there's no way we can put him up on the stands." Sawyer pointed out in anger.

"See that's another reason why he's snitching, his gang is after him they did to him and shot at him last night." Lee pointed out with a smile. "Ain't that right Dewey?" He added with a smile.

"What can you tell us Dewey?" Sawyer asked with a hint of frustration.

"From what he says I told him it was conspiracy that got that cop shot." Dewey pointed out while Sawyer sent a look to a smiling Lee. "It was an Aryan Kindred fella named Kenneth Duchamp just got down from Sudan a few months ago and came into town with these boys from out west. They tryna form they own little network of white boys down in Louisiana." He stated while eyeing Sawyer and Alison closely.

"And you saw Duchamp order the shooting of Locke?" Alison asked with a raised brow.

"I only met the man once, but getting to Locke was all he talked about and he's the most connected with the woods from San Andreas." He added while Sawyer rolled his eyes. "He was also there when they snatched up your boy Davis." He added earning a growl from Eddie who eyed him angrily. "Davey, I meant." He corrected while holding his hands up.

"Well now you know what happened to your boy and we know who took ours so it appears we're at a crossroads of who actually gets to go after this guy." Lee pointed out while looking to Sawyer.

"He had a cop shot Shen." Sawyer stated.

"And with this new network of Aryans he's building he maybe more dangerous in prison then on the streets…but never in the ground." Lee stated with a smile.

"Not like you boys can't get to him while he's inside anyway." Sawyer added earning an eye roll from the Chinese man.

"Yeah but where's the fun in that?" he asked with a smile.

While the group was discussing the fate of Duchamp and the other Aryans, Jill found herself sitting down in a rocking chair in the room watching what felt like the hundred episode of Chance or No Chance with a frustrated look on her face.

"Okay this show has got to be rigged." She pointed to no one in particular before listening as the front door of the apartment was opened causing her to let a groan of annoyance.

"For the tenth time Buck I said I'm fine-." She started before looking back and becoming completely overtaken by a familiar Creole standing at the doorway with a half-smile on his face.

"Well it's good to hear my guys are checking up on you." Mark pointed out while shutting the door behind him as Jill noticed him clutching a bag with a white plate in his hands. "I brought you lunch." He pointed out while lifting up the bag. "You struck me as the salad for lunch so I got you a Shrimp Caesar Salad." He stated while taking the plate out of the bag and presenting it to the woman who slowly walked over to take it.

"That a white girl joke?" She asked with a half-smile while approaching him.

"I would never!" he let out while watching her open the plate and smile at the content inside.

"You're happier to say you just got tossed out of a helicopter a few days ago." She pointed out while steering the conversation away from the elephant in the room.

"I'm alive aren't I." he let out while stealing a shrimp off his own plate with a smile. He didn't like salads much but he'd learned it was a sign of respect to eat something similar to a woman when they were having lunch together. "I'm alive, my brothers are here, we're one step closer to finding Davey, and the doctor called and told me that Link is healing up nicely." He added earning a slight smile from the woman.

"Today is a good day." He pointed out while Jill eyed him closely.

"And what about…me?" she asked causing Mark to eye her closely before giving her a half-smile.

"You're my family now to." He stated to her surprise. "You don't have to tell me or anyone who what that bitch told you because it doesn't matter anymore." He added to her shock.

"What…why?" she asked with raised brow.

"My family is dead and gone and whether I did the right thing by going after Cruz and his family or Ernesto's it doesn't matter." He stated to her surprise. "What's done is done whether it was right or not, I refuse to ruin what Lee has going on with Mai and I refuse to go up North and chase down Sosondowah and leave everyone here exposed." He finished while Jill continued to stare at him.

"I've lost my wife and my family…but you still have yours and I wouldn't want you to feel the same pain as myself." He stated while lifting his hand and moving a strand of hair behind her ear then rubbing her cheek. "And I refuse to put you in any danger, you're one of us now and I don't want to lose you." He finished causing a blush to spread across the face of the woman before Mark took his hand off her face and moved to open his arms so that she could walk into a hug from the man.

She didn't know if it was genuine or not, but in that moment, she found out just what Ren meant she said she felt safe whenever she was in Mark's arms.

"HOLD ON!" Alison called out earning the attention of the group catching them all by surprise and causing them to turn their heads and look to the woman.

"I'm not sitting here and listening to all you talk murdering some people." She yelled out causing Lee to roll his eyes while Sawyer eyed the man closely.

"Okay then…we'll give you Duchamp, but the rest are ours." He proclaimed earning a nod from Sawyer.

"I can deal with that but let us take down Duchamp before you move on him." Sawyer stated while Lee merely chuckled at his words before pulling out his cellphone.

"I got Task and Hong watching Tommy Beau now." He stated to Sawyer's confusion. "I make one phone call they have Tommy squealing to us where a meeting is being held between the Driftwoods, Duchamp, and some local Skinheads is gonna be going down." He added to the duo's confusion.

"You might as well put a hold on that until we get off this new assignment." Sawyer asked.

"What assignment bringing us in to cuss you out again?" Lee asked with a smile.

"No…someone blew up a church last night with Rocket Launcher…you wouldn't know anything about that would you?" Sawyer asked with a humorous chuckle before watching Lee turn to Dewey who looked at him with a raised brow.

"What?" he asked

"You didn't saying about those pricks blowing up a church." Lee yelled to the duo's confusion.

"I didn't know what the fuck Bernard and his crew were gonna do with that thing all they talked about was doing a job." Dewey stated to Alison and Sawyer's shock.

"Wait you knew about this?" Alison asked with a raised brow.

"Tommy Beau is an Arms Dealer for the Dixie Mafia, a few days ago he sold an M72 LAW Rocket Launcher to a group of Radical Skinheads who like to target churches." Lee pointed out in anger.

"We believe they're the same group who hit Marrick's friend baptism a few months ago, but we've also connected them with four other attacks on African American churches not only in South Louisiana but across the Southern US." Manfred added while sliding the group an envelope filled with papers on the attacks.

"Dewey what do you know about them?" Lee asked in anger.

"Bernard and his crew they're fucking retarded." He stated to the group's confusion. "How the fuck you supposed to be a God Fearing White man, when you don't even believe in God what kind of world he lives in?" he asked earning a slight chuckle from Lee.

"You catch these guys you'll probably find the Rocket Launcher with them, but with their rap sheets they probably ain't going out without a fight." Manfred pointed out while Sawyer nodded his head.

"Right this helps-." Sawyer started before the loud ringing of police Sirens filled the air and caused everyone to lift their heads in shock.

"THIS IS THE NEW ARCADIA POLICE DEPARTMENT COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"

The phrase blared loudly over a megaphone prompting Lee and the others to roll their eyes with venom in their tone as they heard the blades of a helicopter outside the building while several police cars slammed through the gate surrounding the compound forcing the BSU members who were standing guard to move out the way while those on the roof placed their guns in hidden compartments on the rooftop.

"Shit!" Sawyer spoke out in anger while he and Alison merely looked to each other with wide eyes.

"Put your guns on us." Lee ordered to the duo's confusion. "We're the one's they want and they don't know you're here, put your guns on us and walk us out." He ordered earning nods from the duo before they quickly drew their guns with Sawyer also moving to throw his handcuffs on Lee then walking him out with the other BSU members who each looked on with wide eyes as Mark came out of the top floor apartment with his hands raised.

"How long has he been here?" Sawyer asked in anger.

"Probably just got here because he wasn't here when you got here." Lee pointed out while Steve stood behind a police car with a megaphone in hand.

"Agent Trueblood cuff that man." Steve ordered prompting Alison to send a look to Mark before watching the large man place his arms behind his back to allow him to be handcuffed by her.

"You look good!" Mark whispered out catching the woman by surprise as she snapped the handcuffs on his wrist.

"Don't try and flatter me." She pointed out with a hint of anger in her tone.

"I'm loving this angry side and these handcuff's we're gonna have to do this more often." He whispered out catching the woman by surprise at his statement before noticing him give her a smile that she soon returned before wiping it away as Steve approached them.

"Detective Fisher is this your way of you trying to prove to me your dick is bigger than mine?" Mark asked earning an angry look from the man.

"No this is my way of showing you that I have the full force of the NAPD beside me in bringing you down." He let out in anger.

"Right so have you caught the men who shot up my wedding or can I get my lawsuit going?" he asked earning an angry look from Sawyer before he moved to grab the man by his arm and pull him away while Sawyer did the same to Lee.

"Arrest the rest!" he ordered before turning to Sawyer after they placed Mark and Lee in the back of a police van.

"Why'd you come all the way here instead of the club like the rest of us?" he asked while eyeing the man angrily.

"Didn't make sense to use all your ducks to hit one place now does it?" Sawyer asked before giving the man his toothy smile then walking to Steve's anger just as Regina approached him with a clipboard.

"We got most of them but Jimmy and two others are still unaccounted for." She stated causing the man to look to Mark with venom in his tone.

"Where the hell are they Roman?" he asked.

"Quarantining it's the winter and there's a bug going around." Mark lied earning chuckles from the group while Steve eyed them closely.

Outside of New Arcadia

"When do we move on these pricks?" came a familiar Irish sounding accent as Nikki found herself sitting beside Jimmy and Kyra as they looked through a set of Binoculars at a trailer park in the distance.

"When we get the call from either Mark or Lee for the hundredth time." Jimmy retorted with a hint of venom in his tone before grabbing his ribs.

"Hey are you sure you're up for this?" Kyra asked while eyeing the man closely.

Like Thire, Tup, and Ren he'd been tortured by the IAA members as well and was still feeling the effects of being waterboarded and tortured, but he had been on the sidelines for too long and if this brought him closer to finding Davey then you damn right he was there.

"I'm fine!" he called out while looking down at the trailer park and seeing a number of white supremacist in the area.

"Doesn't look like they'll be too fond of me." The Afro-British woman pointed before looking back to the Ginger. "What do we do in the event that Lee and Mark don't make the call?" she asked while eyeing him closely.

"If they can't call by them time we see Ruzek we go to plan B." he started to the woman's confusion. "We snatch his ass and get him to tell us where Davey is." He stated while eyeing the two women closely. "Everyone else can take a headshot." He stated.

"Hell yeah!" Nikki blurted out with a smile.

"You think the three of us can pull something like that off?" Kyra asked while folding her arms over her chest and giving him a smile.

"Thire and Tup are still resting but I can make a phone call." The man of Irish and Jewish descent stated while looking through his binoculars. "Hopefully it won't come down to that." He added with a hint of venom in his tone.

New Arcadia Police Department

"You know you guys should really name this room after me with how many times I've been in here." Mark let out while looking up at the lone camera in the room with a smile and adjusting his hands as they were cuffed to the table.

He knew that neither Steve, the FIB, or the NAPD had anything on him and were merely just trying to make him sweat expect this time they couldn't risk sending him back to Arcadia Parish Jail not only for the PR Backlash but he doubted they wanted him near Ernesto as well.

They'd separated him from Lee while Buck, Manfred, Eddie, and even Dewey were placed in cells away from them. It was clear they just wanted to speak with the leaders.

This routine was becoming the same as always and it was annoying him, but he had to admit…it's good seeing Alison again.

Just as the memory of the woman's soft hands and strawberry vanilla shampoo filled his senses, he was soon interrupted by the familiar bang of the door opening as Steve charged in with a wide smile on his face.

"You know this is starting to get old." He spoke out while moving to take a seat across from Mark who merely chuckled at him.

"It is, but I get the feeling this won't be the end of it." The Creole pointed out with a smile.

"Not until I see you behind bars." Steve declared while Mark smiled at the man.

"Or I see you in a grave." Mark replied with a smile of his own that somewhat unnerved Steve.

"That a threat?" the FIB Agent asked while eyeing him angrily.

"No it's an observation. I can tell just by looking at you that you're not used to this level of anger and stress you're under and it can really take a toll on you." Mark pointed out while looking to Steve's chest with a smile while the man eyed him angrily. "Hey don't look at me like that I'm just making sure you'll be alive to see me go behind bars."

Mark stated without knowing that Alison, Sawyer, and Regina were in the next room watching the duo talk from the camera with mixed looks on their faces. "Are these two gonna talk or fuck already?" Regina asked with a hint of anger in her tone.

"That would be a site wouldn't it?" Sawyer asked while sending a look to Alison who merely rolled her eyes at his gesture.

"Mark knows we got nothing on him so he's just gonna waste time and crack jokes at Steve to get under his skin." Alison pointed out while Regina chuckled.

"He may not want to do that with what Fisher's got to show him." She pointed out the duo's confusion.

"What's he got to show him?" Sawyer asked before hearing the door open and watching as the FIB Agent stepped out with a smile on his face before turning to the trio.

"Sawyer Waters get in there and question him. I need to talk to Alison about something." He ordered earning mixed looks from the duo before they made their way out of the room while Alison stood in silence and eyed Steve closely.

"What is it?" she asked while eyeing him closely.

"You haven't been home in a while…and I just wanted to talk." He responded to her surprise.

"Is now really the best time for this?" she asked with a hint of anger in her tone.

"You've been so distance as of late, I've never had time to get you alone." He replied while eyeing Alison closely. "I just wanted to say…that I'm sorry." He stated to her confusion. "I know I haven't been acting myself lately and know I've been scaring you away when all you've been trying to do is protect me…and for that I'm sorry." He finished while Alison eyed him closely.

"Steve…what is this?" she asked with a hint of sadness in her tone.

"I'm about to do something that you may disapprove of but if it works it may put a lot of bad people away." He stated while pulling out an envelope from under his jacket pocket the moving to re-enter the room where he soon ordered both Sawyer and Regina out to the duo's surprise before doing as they were told while Mark eyed Steve closely.

"Why'd you send them out they were making real progress with me." Mark asked with a chuckle while Sawyer and Regina moved to take a stand beside him before tossing the envelope down in front of him.

"What do you want an autograph?" Mark asked with a smile before moving to open the envelope and immediately go wide eyed at the content he was seeing inside.

"No!" he whispered out while Sawyer, Alison and Regina stood by silence with disgusted looks on each of their faces at the pictures they saw inside.

Inside was the battered, beaten, and mutilated body lying on the side of a road near a swamp. He was hardly recognizable from his mugshots to Regina and Sawyer but not to Mark and Alison, the people who'd seen him every day, who heard his laugh, seen his smile, and saw him as more than a BSU member and a criminal but a loyal brother.

"NO!" Alison whispered out trying to hide her own sadness at the picture while Sawyer sent her a look.

"That's your friend Davey isn't it?" Steve asked in a taunting manner while eyeing Mark who couldn't take his eyes off the pictures. "Man someone must of really wanted him dead, or wanted to send you a message…I suspect it was the same men who kidnapped him." He stated causing Mark to let out a low groan of anger. "He had a severed foreskin in his mouth so if that ain't a hate message I don't know what it is-." he started before Mark cut him off by banging his fist on the table on earning the attention of everyone watching the monitors as he took a few seconds before asking a simple question. "What do you want?"

"Tell us what you know about the Driftwood and what happened at Father Sims Church last night?"

Meanwhile

The loud ringing of a church organ filled the ears of Pastor Jeremiah Mills as he found himself sitting at his chair looking on at the congregation who had gathered at his church and were now in song with his lead Evangelist Wanda Snell leading the hymn with her thunderous claps and shouts.

The news of what happened to Pastor Sims and his church had swept through the city faster than any flood and many people found themselves going to their local houses of worship for spiritual guidance and clarity in these troubling times.

Gang members were battling each other in broad daylight, weddings were being shot up, mothers and children have been slaughtered in their own homes. The city was turning into a piece of hell on earth right before his seventy plus year old eyes.

Still if he had to lead the march himself…he will lead this city in overcoming another struggling time…just like he did with Hurricane Katherine.

As the music started to die down Father Mills soon found himself standing up from his chair, moving to his podium, and preparing to speak out only for his eyes to quickly bulge out of his head as he looked to the main entrance to the church with everyone else looking at him in confusion without noticing the group of Caucasian men standing at the entranceway with twisted smiles on each of their faces.

"Don't stop on our account father." Bernard let out with a sick smile.

Elsewhere

"They're on the move!" Hong spoke out earning the attention of Task who lifted his head and watched as a bald Caucasian man in his early 40's with graying beard make his way out of the building they were watching three other much larger Caucasian men following behind him as he made his way over to an all-black Baller.

"No San Andreas ink, you think they're going to the meeting?" the Sniper asked earning a shake of the head from Task before his cellphone started to vibrate from a familiar number.

"What is it Jimmy?" the Lakota asked.

"Change of plans I got a message from Jill that came from Mark himself." The Ginger spoke out earning confused looks from the group. "The NAPD are gonna move on Tommy Beau and his guys and you two are to assist me and the girls at our spot." He stated earning a raised brow from Task.

"Alright but it looks like Beau might be heading to your location as we speak." Task replied.

"I figure you guys can stop him." Jimmy finished earning a look from Task who turned to Hong who gave him a raised brow from behind his bangs.

"You shot someone without intending to kill them?" he asked earning a smile from the San Fierro Triad member who reached under his shirt to retrieve his QSZ-92 before loading a fresh magazine into the vehicle just as Task moved to pull his car up alongside the black Baller catching the Dixie Mafia members by surprise as Hong leaned out the window and fired off four shots that hit one of the men in the gut and another in the arm before Task sped off with the other Dixie Mafia members firing on the vehicle as it sped off before turning a corner.

New Arcadia Police Department

"Reports of shots fired outside of a bar in Frenchtown." Sawyer could make out over the Walkie Talkie of one male NAPD officer as he and his partner moved to make their way out of the station without getting the attention of Alison and Regina as they found themselves standing by watching the camera as Steve continued to press Mark.

So far Mark hadn't said a single word since the man dropped the pictures of Davey in front of him. Instead he merely stared at the door with an emotionless look in his gaze to Steve's growing annoyance.

"This must be the shocked phase?" he asked while looking to the unmoving Mark before slamming his hands on the table in rage. "I don't give a shit how angry, sad, or distraught you are motherfucker if you don't tell me something, I'm gonna go to your friends and show them these pictures." He stated to the shock of Alison and Sawyer who quickly watched as Steve picked up the pictures and held them up to the face of Mark.

"Show them these pictures and release them back on the streets without you or Lee there's no telling what kind of trouble they'd get into." He stated while waving the pictures into the face of the youngest Roman before moving to whisper in his ear. "Or maybe you'd rather tell me about International Affairs Director Dean Devlin?" he asked causing Mark's eyes to widen at the man's question.

"Well are you?" he started before being cut off.

BANG

The noise was loud and caused everyone including Steve to jump back in fear as he stood back watching as Mark slowly lifted his scarred head before repeating the process of banging his skull once again against the hard metal of the table until there was blood starting to leak from his forehead.

"Holy shit!" Sawyer let out as Alison shook her head as she watched Mark slam his head against the table before running out of the room with Sawyer while Steve stood back with a smile starting to spread across his face before the door came swinging open.

"Don't just stand there stop him." Sawyer yelled out while watching the smile spread across the man's face that soon faded upon watching Alison grab the man and pull him down to the floor.

"STOP IT!" She called out while trying to wrestle the larger man to the ground with the youngest Roman fighting her up until she pulled him into her arms to the surprise of everyone.

"I failed him!" He whispered out causing a saddened expression to spread across the face of Alison who watched the blood covered Mark hand limply by his handcuffed arm from the table with blood leaking from his forehead as he looked down to the ground seeing stars.

"GET OUT!" the redheaded FIB Agent called out again catching Steve by surprise and as he sent her a quizzical look he immediately noticed the fire and daggers in the woman's eyes as she looked up at him with the same burning hatred as the man in her arms.

"Ali-!" he started before being grabbed by Sawyer and immediately pulled out of the room to his surprise and shutting the door in the process. "What the hell was that?" Steve asked while eyeing the man angrily just as Regina approached the duo. "You two going soft?"

"I don't know what you told him but whatever it was just had him almost kill himself right in front of you and all that camera is gonna show is you standing there watching it happen with a smile on your face." Sawyer pointed out while putting his finger in the man's face.

"And he doesn't deserve it?" Steve asked with venom in his tone.

"You don't get to make that call." The Detective of Cajun Descent replied before moving to walk past the man who immediately cut him off by placing his hand on his chest.

"Hey what the hell are you doing?" he asked with venom in his tone.

"Cutting them loose." Sawyer replied to Steve's anger.

"You don't get to make that call." He shouted earning an angry expression from the man before they interrupted by a female officer rushing up to them with a scared look on her face.

"Sir we have a situation." she screamed out earning the attention of the group.

"Can't it wait?" Steve shouted with venom in his tone.

"The Superintendent says no." the woman replied catching the man by surprise.

Outside New Arcadia

The sound of two separate car engine approaching quickly caught the attention of Jimmy, Kyra, and Nikki who looked on with smiles as two familiar vehicles pulled up behind them where they watched a familiar trio step out with their weapons at the ready.

"Just you three, is Mark and the rest still being questioned?" Kyra asked earning a nod from Jill as Jimmy noticed her with Mark's CM901 strapped to her back to go along with the Glock 19 on her hip.

"So it seems, you want to call this off?" Task asked while holding onto his Crossbow which drew a slight smile from Nikki.

"No, the six of us can handle it." Jimmy spoke out earning mixed looks from the group. "Hong, Kyra, and Nikki can provide overwatch while the three of us go down there and grab Ruzek. We stay quiet and play this smart we pull this off." he added earning mixed looks from the group.

"Alright then, we'll follow your lead." Kyra spoke out while giving the man a half-smile to Jimmy merely nodded his head at before walking off with Jill and Task following behind him as he crept to the side of the trailer park and noticed three Aryan men talking and laughing amongst each other.

"Hong take out the guy in the middle." Jimmy ordered over his Walkie Talkie earning silence from the San Fierro Triad member as he raised his Sniper and lined the crosshairs of the weapon up with the man's head.

Then with a silenced bang the man fell back with a bullet catching him in the middle of the head causing him to fall back and collapse on the chain-link fence. The sight caught the other two men by surprise who didn't have enough time to react as Task fired a single bolt from Crossbow and struck one man in the side of the head while Jimmy rushed another and stabbed him several times in the gut before tossing him to the ground while Jill watched the duo closely.

"You're clear to move." Kyra spoke out over her radio prompting the group to make their way to the chain-link fence and cut a hole inside with bolt cutters.

"Priority is to ID Ruzek before things get hot." Jimmy spoke out earning nods from the group before they entered the trailer park before taking up a position along the side of a trailer where they noticed a group of Aryans' gathering around talking and laughing amongst themselves.

"No eyes on Ruzek!" Jimmy pointed out.

"Or Tommy Beau either so I guess our plan worked." Task added while continuing to look around at the group.

"I'm seeing some Driftwoods." Jill added while noticing one Caucasian man with a Cineza tattooed along the back of his neck in homage to the San Andrean city.

"Yeah along with some Dixie's and even some Kindreds." Jimmy added just as the group noticed a dark green car quickly pull up and park in front of the group before watching as four men started to step.

"Any of those guys Ruzek?" Task asked while Jimmy held his hand up prompting the man to hold his fire.

"Chances this is the same group who took Davey?" Nikki asked over her headpiece while Jimmy Kyra and Hong begin to make their way to the center of the group.

"Wait until they get to the light." Jimmy called out while quickly noting that one of the well-muscled men was a redhead just like him and this immediately eliminated him as being Ruzek.

The next man he noticed had dark black hair and gave off a sick twisted look as he moved to take a stand beside a brown-haired male with dark blue eyes.

Then finally spotted their short haired blonde target as he came into view and upon doing so the trio immediately found themselves raising their guns and firing off a barrage of rounds that immediately the brown-haired man standing beside the dark haired man catching them all by surprise.

"COOP!" Ruzek screamed out at the top of his lungs as he looked at the man with several bullets in chest and head before hearing a loud bang as Duchamp fell to the ground with a bullet in his right arm courtesy of Nikki who smiled in delight as she moved to shoot another Aryan in the head.

"Come on!" the dark-haired man screamed out while drawing his M9A1 and firing off in the barrage of rounds in the direction of the trio who were forced to separate as the other Aryans quickly turned their guns on them.

"YOU FUCKERS ARE DEAD!" Ruzek screamed out while pulling an AK-47 Assault Rifle from the back of the truck and firing off a barrage of rounds in the direction of Jill who was forced to barrel roll for cover while noticing Duchamp being grabbed by the dark-haired man by his arms and pulled back into the vehicle.

"They're trying to make a break for it." Jill called out while barrel rolling behind a trailer, taking up a firing position, and firing off a three round burst from Mark's Rifle.

The weapon felt different in her hands from any other weapon she'd ever fired mostly because of the almost absent recoil of the weapon on her shoulder and in her hand's courtesy of the green mesh pad he kept wrapped around the stock of the weapon and elastic wrap on the handle.

She then watched with a smile as one Aryan Kindred associate hit the ground with a thud after taking three shots to the chest. The Creole's Thermal Sight also made it easy for her to spot enemies in this dark setting.

The same could be said for Jimmy who fired his MK14 like a madman taking out four Driftwoods before moving to reload. Just as he set his weapon down though an Aryan armed with an Splitting Axe charged him from the side prompting him to draw his M9A1 and let off three shots that hit the man in the chest but didn't seem to deter him due to the meth in his system.

"DIE-!" the man started before falling to the ground as a bullet collided with the top of his head and sent him collapsing to the ground.

"Assume all of them are on drugs." Kyra called out over her Walkie Talkie while firing her Sniper again and hitting an Aryan with an M16 as he started to climb on the roof of a trailer.

"Just keep your eyes on Ruzek!" Jimmy ordered while finally reloading his weapon before ducking for cover as Ruzek turned his Rifle on the Ginger who was forced back into cover where he noticed Task jumping from behind a trailer and stabbing one Driftwood member four times in the chest before moving to climb under a trailer that was giving off a funky smell that was becoming all too familiar.

"Fucking Meth Lab!" he called out while rushing from under the trailer just as Aryan Kindred member was moving to turn a corner before taking a bolt through the neck courtesy of the Lakota who was taken from behind by an Dixie Mafia member who tried to choke him before being punched in the face by Task who then threw a kick to the center of his chest and watched him fall back and crack the back of his skull against the concrete steps of the trailer.

"You should really think about getting that switched out." He spoke out before looking out and noticing four dead Aryan Kindred members lying on the ground with bullet holes in their heads and backs.

"Another target down!" Hong started before firing another well-placed round that caught the side of a running Aryan in the head and coating the side of the white trailer in his brains.

His .300 Winchester Rounds were flying with deadly accuracy the likes of which left both Jimmy and Kyra impressed as they watched another Aryan Kindred member fall after taking a shot straight to his heart.

"I see why Lee brought this guy." The Afro-British IAA Asset spoke out before hitting another Dixie Mafia member who was firing an AR-15 from behind the staircase while Nikki shot man as he ran by a barbeque grill and watched as he tripped across the machine and fell to the ground.

"OOOH!" she let out with a devilish grin as she spotted the Propane Tank underneath the grill before giving off a twisted smile.

"NO WAIT-." Kyra started only to watch as the woman squeezed the trigger and watched with a smile as the bullet collided with a the tank and created a violent explosion that soon shook the entire trailer park and quickly created a chain reaction as four trailers went up in flames and sent everyone falling back.

"GAH!" Jill let out while closing one of her eyes as the fires of the explosion left her rocking.

"There's a Meth lab down there." Kyra called out as another explosion went off that left Jimmy falling to the ground before coming back up in a firing stance and shooting a Dixie Mafia member in the back as he tried to flee.

"I got eyes on Ruzek." Jimmy called out while noticing the man of Russian descent slowly starting to crawl to the truck where he quickly noticed the dark-haired man jump inside, start up, and drive off without him.

"EDDIE YOU SON OF A-!" he started before being struck across the back of the head with the butt of a gun courtesy of Jimmy who grabbed the unconscious man by his shoulders and moved to pull him to a nearby pickup truck where they noticed Task limping over.

"Can you hotwire it?" Jimmy asked just as a bullet whizzed by his head courtesy of an Aryan Kindred member with a SKS Assault Rifle.

"Cover me!" the Lakota called out before breaking the driver side window of the truck, climbing inside, and starting to hotwire the vehicle while Jimmy provided him covering fire.

"WE NEED TO LEAVE!" Jill screamed out while switching the CM901 to full auto and quickly firing off a barrage of rounds that struck one man as he fired an AK-47 along the side of a house while the man standing next to him took a bullet to the back of the head courtesy of Kyra who watched with a smile as Task managed to hotwire the vehicle prompting both Jill and Jimmy to hop in the truck bed before driving off.

"Phew that was close." Jill declared while Jimmy merely chuckled.

"Close…but we handled it and you handled yourself well out there." He state earning a smile from the woman who then looked down to Ruzek with a raised brow.

"So what can we do with him?" she asked while Jimmy merely spit on the unconscious man and made his declaration with hate and envy.

"We let NAPD scrape him off the pavement."

3rd Ward, New Arcadia

The scene was solemn, the air was thin, and the screams of sadness blocked out almost all the orders and voices to Alison, Sawyer, and Regina who each stood completely frozen by the sight before each of them.

To Regina it seemed to hurt the most.

She'd seen movies, read books, and even seen documentaries on lynching's, none of them compared to what she was seeing before her. Father Mills was a strong figure not only in the community but the city of New Arcadia as a whole and to see him right now battered, beaten, and hanging from a familiar tree by the rope that hung around his neck, and right in front of his church no less, seemed to leave her completely shaken.

Alison had only met the man earlier that day and seeing him right now seemed to leave her completely stunned before breaking her concentration by the voice of Sawyer.

"Why hasn't someone cut him down?" the NAPD Officer yelled out at the top of his lungs. "SOMEONE GET HIM DOWN!"

He yelled out while looking to Steve who found himself standing alongside Superintendent Hayes who wasn't even looking at the man.

"I want you gone." The man spoke out earning a raised brow from the FIB Agent.

"You can't be serious, how can you put this on me?" he asked in anger.

"Every thirty minutes." He stated earning silence from Steve. "Every thirty minutes an NAPD Squad Car patrols every neighborhood in the city. This was an ordinance that was passed a few years ago to keep police on the streets and able to prevent crime." He started trying to hide the venom in his tone.

"When forces are rerouted into handling other matters though many of those patrols are rerouted to 'ESSENTIAL' areas in the city and despite a black church being hit with a Rocket Launcher last night black neighborhoods with churches aren't listed as essential to this city." He stated while turning to face Steve with an anger filled expression. "You had most of my forces carrying out pointless raids on Marcus Roman that turned up nothing...so as far as I'm concerned this death is on you." He spoke out earning silence from.

"I don't have the power to get you fired or out of my city, but your superiors will be getting a review soon." The NAPD Superintendent let out with venom in his tone prompting Steve to walk away from the man just as a loud crashing sound and glass breaking filled the air and earned the attention of all of the officers who whipped their heads around and noticed that one of the windows of a nearby police car had been broken through by a rock.

"Who threw that?" one officer yelled out prompting Sawyer to grab him by his arm and pull him back from an angry crowd that had gathered around the officers shouting obscenities at them as they moved to cut Father Mills down.

"This area is the heart of Roman territory and right now with everything going on it doesn't look like we're out to protect any of them." He stated with a hint of venom in his tone as both he and Alison quickly scanned through the crowd and surprisingly noticed the two oldest Roman Brothers standing amongst them before moving to turn around and walk away through the crowd with more men moving to follow behind him.

17th Ward

The drive back to the Bait and Tackle wasn't long for Mark, Lee, Eddie, Buck, and Manfred as the group of five quickly found themselves parking their cars in front of the warehouse where they immediately caught sight of Jimmy and the rest standing outside with smiles on their faces that quickly changed to worried looks upon noticing the face of their leader.

"What the hell happened to you?" Task asked while eyeing the man closely.

"Ah got taken in by NAPD and had to force a nervous breakdown, you know a normal Thursday." He replied earning slight smiles and chuckles from the group who watched him playfully bump the shoulder of Jill who gave him a smile.

"Well while you were with our boys in uniform, we handled something of our own." Jimmy stated while leading the man into the warehouse where he and the others quickly caught sight of a blonde haired man of Russian descent tied to a chair with a gag in his mouth.

"YOU!" Eddie called out before rushing the man and hitting him center shot in the chest with a kick that caught everyone by surprise.

"Hey Eddie, wait we gotta question him-." Jimmy started only to be stopped by Lee who put his hand on the man's chest and merely shook his head.

"No!" the ginger spoke out with sadness in his tone while turning and watching as Eddie slammed his fist repeatedly against the face of the man until his knuckles were coated in blood Ruzek's face was already starting to swell.

The man's anger, rage, and sadness was now finally at the surface for everyone to witness as he continued to pummel into the man before Lee and Buck joined the assault and started stomping on the man while Task sent a look to Mark and noticed the man walking over to one of the many fish tanks in the warehouse.

"Take him to the pier!" he ordered while noticing Eddie hop off the man, grab him by his arm with Lee, and begin to drag him for the boating entrance of the warehouse.

"What are you-?" Kyra asked before watching the man reach down into the tank and pull out a baby alligator that had to be just over two feet in length by its tail with Kyra noting the duct tape wrapped around the mouth of the reptile before Mark started to make his way to the pier with the other male BSU members while Ren, Jill, Nikki, and Kyra stood back and watched the group closely.

"Do you know who we are?" Mark asked while moving to Ruzek and moving to pull the gag from Ruzek's mouth and watching as he immediately spit blood on the floor.

"A bunch of bitches." He let out while noticing Mark pet the top of the alligator and the sick smile that spread across his face.

"Glad you feel that way It makes all of this easy." The Creole spoke out before Ruzek watched him flip the baby alligator around in his arms so that it was upside down by its tail while the Lee and the others turned Ruzek on his back so that his legs were hanging off the edge of the pier.

"What are you gonna do feed me to that thing?" he asked with a slight chuckle before watching Mark rip the tape from around the gators and with a delightful smile listen in as the creature let out several throaty calls that reminded Ruzek and the others of someone sucking their lips.

"That's it buddy call your momma, call that big bitch." Mark ordered as the baby gator continued to make its call before looking back at the stunned Ruzek.

"You're gonna feed me to an alligator?" he asked with fear in his voice.

"This is Louisiana and you just happened to win alligator instead of crab." The Creole answered with venom in his tone.

"Damn I was hoping for the crab." Lee added while Ruzek eyed the group angrily before a loud bellowing noise was heard not far from the group who looked up and with wide eyes were stunned by the rather large monster of an alligator that stuck its head out of the water.

"HOLY SHIT!" Buck called out as he and the other BSU members each found themselves jumping back at the sheer size of the monster before them.

"That things a female it's gotta be twelve feet." Jimmy let out with fear in his tone.

"Yeah she's bigger than the average female and she's pissed that I'm holding her child like this ain't you momma?" he asked while waving the baby gator back and forth by its tail and causing it to let out its calls again while Ruzek stared at the creature with shocked wide eyes.

"You know after it bites you it's gonna roll and drag you down underwater. You'll drown but I'm hoping it'll just take your leg and leave the rest for the crabs." Mark whispered in his ear while Ruzek gave a low growl.

"Wait I can tell you what happened to your friend." Ruzek let out.

"You West Coast Dead Woods killed him, what more is there to tell me?" Mark asked while watching as the alligator drew closer to the pier causing both Manfred, Buck, and Hong to backpedal away from the pier while Mark, Lee, Jimmy, and Eddie kept the man in place.

"You can tell us who your leader is and where we can find him?" Lee let out with a sick smile.

"Eddie-!" he yelled out as the mother gator drew closer.

"What I don't know you fucks." the BSU member let out earning chuckles from Mark, Lee, and Jimmy as the Gator drew closer.

"No Eddie Vinke…he's the guy who brought us out here. He's out bad with the AV and he's, MOVE ME-!" he screamed out just as Mark dropped the baby gator on the stomach of Ruzek who watched in fear as the jaws of the female opened wide and came down on the leg of Ruzek who let out an ear ringing scream that only magnified as the furious female gator applied a Death Roll that created a violent popping noise to the group who had no choice but to jump back as Ruzek's entire body rolled with the Gator before disappearing under the water before coming back up for a few seconds then being dragged under the water once again.

Hours Later

The feeling of something tapping against his leg quickly brought the resting Mark back to reality prompting him to lift his head and notice a familiar woman standing before him with a concerned look on her face.

"You meant what you said about me?" Jill asked while looking into the eyes of Mark who merely gave her a drowsy smile before taking her hand into his own and moving to kiss her knuckles.

"I did!" he let out earning a smile from the woman.

"Ain't this touching." Came a deep Southern voice that caused Mark to draw his M1911 before wiping it around and pointing it at the head of a tall Caucasian man in a cowboy hat.

"I'm quite certain your boys filled you in on who I am already Marcus, so why don't you do us both a favor and put that down." He stated only to watch as Mark pulled back the slide on the weapon in anger before Jill rested her hand on his shoulder before giving him a reassured look.

This prompted the Creole to let out a low growl before eyeing the man angrily.

"Thank you Sweetheart, now why don't mosey on back home we won't be needing you anymore?" he asked earning an angry look from Jill who moved to walk from behind Mark and make her way out of the room.

"I must say Mark you do have a way with the ladies." He pointed out with a chuckle.

"You have three seconds to speak your business before I lose my patience." Mark let out with venom dripping off his words.

"Oh that hurts Mark and here I thought we were gonna both be friends." He stated while walking over to the nearby window and looking down at the swampy waters of the Mississippi River with a smile. "Karen said me and you may really hit it off with the both of us being Southern Boys." He let out earning a slight chuckle from the youngest Roman.

"Please that accent ain't fooling me you ain't from around here you're more closer to the North then you are the Deep South." Mark pointed out earning a chuckle from the man.

"That coming from the man who spent time in Dockington?" he asked earning a look from Mark.

"Ain't nobody got nothing on that crap." Mark let out earning a smile from the man.

"See we're making progress." The man pointed out while smiling at the man. "As your friends may have mentioned my name is Roland Teller and with the Internal Affairs Agency." He stated with a sick smile.

"They seemed to mention you more as our new boss." The Creole replied with venom in his tone.

"Boss is such a strong term, I prefer…your handler." He stated with a chuckle. "You see the powers that be feel like you've been given too much free reign and it's my job to make sure that you abide by the terms they put upon you." He stated while Mark eyed him angrily.

"The no targeting of Civilians." He stated with venom in his tone.

"No targeting civilians or innocent families, no more explosives in heavily populated areas, no more drones, no more wiretapping the cities phone lines, no more-." He started before Mark quickly cut him off.

"Let me stop you right there Cowboy." He started earning a raised brow from the man. "I can handle no more targeting civilians, but some of these requests are just fucking stupid. You want me to tell my guys to go out there and fight with bullets while our enemies are chucking hand grenades and shooting Rocket Launchers at us." He stated earning a nod from the man.

"With all that training you did down in Mexico you don't think you can handle that situation?" he asked with a slight smile.

"No and I'm not going to." Mark stated in anger. "Let's get one thing clear, me and my organization do a lot and put in a lot for the agency and your superiors reasons for these sanctions are bullshit. You pull this on us and we may just stop answering your calls."

"That sounds more like a problem for you and your organization then me." He stated with a smile and pointing his finger at Mark. "You really want to risk pulling your IAA protection on not only yourself, but your friends and Ana as well?" he asked earning silence from the man.

"Now I'm gonna report to Bernard and Karen that you're willing to play ball…but if you buck Mark there will be consequences." He stated before making his way for the door only to look back with a sick smile and eye Mark closely. "Also, just a heads up for you and your boys, Neto was spotted leaving LSX a few hours ago on a plane bound for Sunbelt." He stated to the surprise of Mark. "He's not coming alone though, it would seem Paul is coming down south with him." He added earning a look from Mark who noticed the smile on his face.

"You just told Jill that you're contempt with what you've done whether it was to the right people or not for your family, he's your chance to get the truth…are you really gonna pass that up." He finished before moving to walk out the door and close it behind him.

This gave Mark time to take in the news before taking a seat on the edge of his bed with sadness still present in his being but anger and frustration beginning rear their ugly heads in his mind.

He predicted Neto coming after him for what he did to Ernesto and Cruz's family and he was more than prepared to go toe to toe with the Zapatista for what he hoped would be their final time, but he never predicted Paul to be coming with him. He'd thought maybe Ivan and despite what Devlin and Ana believed he was ready for him…mentally.

He knew that the man had a lot more experience on him and could probably best him in hand to hand combat, but if there was one thing Mark knew better than most trained soldiers…it was how to be underhanded.

Just as he moved to think up plans for he would engage the two invading warriors, the sound of the door opening once again caused him to lift his head and notice a familiar redheaded woman entering the room and closing the door behind her without taking her eyes of the youngest Roman who found himself drawn into her baby blues.

Neither one of them said anything, they didn't have to instinct told them that the other was hurting and they both wanted to help.

So in moves that left neither confused or startled Mark quickly walked over to his dresser where his radio was located and quickly put his cellphone on the charger and scrolled through his different playlist while Alison rested her Glock 23 on the dresser near his door before moving to take off her pants suit and eyeing Mark until he clicked on a style of music he'd never introduced to the woman yet

Midwest Emo

The first song to come up was a band he'd never heard of called Bonny Doon and the song was I Am Here (I Am Alive). Despite neither having heard the song before the low humble melody seemed to bless their sense of hearing and soon Mark found his sense of touch and smell going into overdrive as the half-dressed Alison approached him from behind and quickly pulled off his shirt before tossing it to the other side of the room.

As he turned to face her he was quickly met with the FIB's agents soft lips crashing against his own prompting him to kiss back and wrap his arms around the waist of the woman as she grabbed the back of his head and quickly started to fall back on the bed with Mark climbing on top of her and tracing kisses down her neck while she nibbled on his ear.

The low calming beat seemed to remain at a constant state and it was this constant state that Mark found himself trying to mimic as he thrusted himself upward into the FIB Agent who grinded into his groin with a look of pure ecstasy written her face with the song as it started to pick up.

Time wasn't a factor nor was it heeded as Mark found himself rolling the woman over so that she was on her back and he was on top just as the song repeated itself not to the concern of either as Alison found herself throwing her head back with a silent moan as Mark drove into her once again with a slow vigor as he felt his climax rapidly approaching.

Despite the probable hundreds of reports the NAPD had built up of him being intimate with Ren, Jill, or Nikki, and sometimes all three during the times of murders he'd carried out, this was Mark's first time having sex since Courtney a few days before their marriage and that was almost three months ago.

He hadn't even masturbated during that time either so right now it felt as though he was carrying around enough kids to populate college campus and just having Alison this close to him had him ready to explode.

This was something Alison knew and was already prepared for and to Mark's confusion he soon felt as she wrapped her legs around his waist and almost completely trapped him inside where he could feel her warm moist flower tightening and squeezing around him to the point where he couldn't take anymore.

And with a series of low moans the duo both found themselves climaxing at the exact same time with Alison jumping up to press her lips against the shook Roman who felt as though he'd unloaded four extra pounds into the woman who happily accepted every drop before collapsing on the bed with the youngest Roman who quickly found himself pulling her into his arms.

Moon
Are you half empty or half full?
There's something missing I can't tell
Is there more I can't see?

Me?
Yeah I'm a track with no train
I'm a cat with no name
Sleeping through my dreams

Smoke
From palo santo and sage
Is it still the new age
Or am I too late?

Big
Big river run slow
Teach me all that you know
How do you find your way?

The hearts of both cop and criminal was beating out of their chest as they lay on the small bed locked unmoving in each other's arms with Mark planting a few kisses on the shoulder blade of the FIB Agent who turned over to face him and give him another kiss.

As they kissed they continued to listen to the song that was quickly becoming a favorite of them both as they lyrics seemed to describe them both.

Time
Feel like I'm wasting time
Just wanna be where I'm going
Just wanna be where I'm going

I
I am here I am alive
Just wanna be where I'm going
Just wanna be where I'm going

Here they were, the FIB Agent with a pendent for dating dangerous men with checkered past and blood soaked hands and him the down south gangster with a body in almost every state and a burning attraction to the innocent who could never have him.

Shine
Like a diamond in the dirt
Hard to tell what it's worth
But I work hard I am kind

High
As a bird in the breeze
Are there new ways to see

When the old ways die?

Both were in a ways alone and misunderstood in their own professions while at the same time trying to find a place in the others world without being completely drawn in.

Time
Feel like I'm wasting time
Just wanna be where I'm going
Just wanna be where I'm going

Like the song they both just wanted to spill their guts out and confess their love for one another like never before, but chose to remain quiet in their silent dignity. Neither could truly say what the future had in story for either of them.

I
I am here I am alive
Just wanna be where I'm going
Just wanna be where I'm going

They just wanted to hurry up and get it over with.

Hours Later

The sun was already starting to rise on this new day and Mark already found himself wide awake looking back at the sleeping FIB Agent as she lied under his covers with a more then satisfied expression written on her face.

He didn't want to disturb her so he merely lightly kissed her on the forehead before walking over to his cellphone where he noticed the text message he'd sent to Lee had already been responded to with a meeting place and time.

This prompted him to hurry up and throw on pair of underwear and shoes, making sure to put on a pair of steel toed boots for the occasion, then making his way out of the room and quietly closing the door on him as he made his way to his hall closest where he soon put on threw on a black wife beater, grabbed one of his Kevlar Vest, and tucked his M1911 into the back of his pants while another magazine of ammo was placed in his back pocket along with his Bowie Knife.

Once he'd grabbed the knife he quickly turned his head and spotted a familiar woman of Japanese descent standing in the hallway eyeing him with worry in her wide eyes.

It was this worry that unnerved the youngest Roman who quickly sheathed his knife before walking over to the woman who eyed looked at him almost like she was trying to fight back tears.

He didn't know if he was growing a soft spot for Ren or just hated to see women cry because he quickly moved to take her hands with his own and give them a reassured rub then in a move that took her by surprise he kissed her…on the forehead.

She'd never actually had someone do his to her, but she had to admit that it felt good.

It was difficult to pinpoint, and she may need to ask him the nature of the kiss later. For Mark though he considered the Los Santos BSU member lucky because she was in an elite few of women he actually kissed on the forehead.

The kiss wasn't sexual in nature, Mark was growing attracted to the girl but he didn't see her as a sexual object like so many others had. She was becoming one of his closest friends, his left hand to Lee and Jimmy's right, and his trusted confidant alongside Link.

With this gesture he was kissing her thoughts, the ideas she's shared, and her as a being while also letting her know that he would protect her, that he would be there for her at all cost, and they shared a bond.

They weren't dating, but with Mark as the de-facto King within most of BSU she could consider herself his Queen.

Once the kiss had ended Ren found herself staring up at the much larger man who gave her hands another gentle squeeze before letting her go and making his way out of his home where he'd already spotted Lee and Jimmy waiting on him.

"Let's bury these fuckers."

Authors Note: Boom there you have it everyone update is up quick this time because me and Onkwehonwe Kashatstenhshera have something really good coming up within these next couple of chapters.

If any of you are wondering yes I did kill Pastor Mills from the beginning of the story, why you may ask…well when was the last time you've seen him and be honest.

Also for those of you who don't know who Ruzek, Kenneth Duchamp, or what happened to Davey then I suggest you go read the latest issue of Onkwehonwe's Concrete Jungle it's a good one. Also the Satanic Aryans are another group featured down the line in his story. If I can remember clearly I think he featured them in a one-time showing in either chapter 50 or around there.

I also introduced a new character connected with the San Fierro Triad's, let's just say me and Onkwehonwe are working a side arc for them and expect more characters.

Stick around for next chapter as Mark squares off with Neto in the battle that will put all their other battles to shame and the NAPD go after Bernard and his satanic Aryan Crew with Alison directly in the line of fire.

Thank you all for reading have a nice day Zilla 2000 out.