Chapter 3
Dammit Camus, where are you?
"Ok lets just settle this like adults!" Said Camus as he stared down the barrel of a particularly nasty custom built gun "I mean c'mon, you don't have to kill me per say, why not just rough me up a bit?"
"No!" Shouted Flik "Anyone who tries to protect those Mafia scum should be killed."
"Dammit I'm a cop, what you think I'm just gonna stand here while you put a load of holes in this charming young mans head?" He said, gesturing towards the red headed young man who was giving them both the finger
"Fuck you both, I'm outta here!" He grinned and made his way to the back of the VIP room, where he ran out a hidden door, used for situations such as this, Flik attempted to shoot but Camus was able to grab his arm and forcefully direct the bullet towards a cheesy disco ball put up there for a joke, Flik cursed and struck Camus across the face with his gun, knocking the police officer to the floor, he then ran quickly after the fleeing red head.
"Fuck" Was all Camus said as he got up shakily, wiping blood from his mouth, he then ran after the two.
From the shadows, the silver haired man, Culgan, silently cursed to himself as well. He didn't need this cop getting involved, he was complicating things.
Ohfuckohfuckohfuck fuck FUCK ! Hurry up Camus!!!! Was all that was racing through Miklotov's mind as he paced his office, if Camus didn't get here he would be fired for sure, Miklotov's initial firm belief that he was right now led to fear, he knew Gorudo hated him and he knew he would fire him. Miklotov couldn't get fired, he always imagined his enforcing career to end with him quitting and running off to save a large chested damsel in distress single handedly from a load of terrorists. Another reason why he was swearing over and over again in his head was that Camus hadn't answered his phone, he was worried that his partner might be in trouble. Suddenly he got a call, he answered
"Hello?"
"Yo Mikki!" Miklotov's eye twitched "I'm gonna need your help here bud, there's a self proclaimed batman chasing this dude down a highstreet." Camus voice sounded uneven and laboured as if he was running (which he was)
"Which one?"
"Muse. Hurry man!" With that Camus ended the call. Miklotov ran into Gorudo's office
"What do you want you little foreskin?"
"We need at least two patrol cars blocking Muse highstreet." Miklotov said
"And why is that?" Said Gorudo, taking a large bite out of a donut, his bear like hands engulfing the pastry and stuffing almost all of it into his mouth, his straight but still impressive beard was peppered with frosting.
"There's a chase, a vigilante is attacking an innocent but suspected member of the Highland Mafia. Camus told-"
"Shut up." Said Gorudo, cutting him off "The li'l guy probably ate too much sugar and is having hallucinations."
"Sir, this is serious." Said Miklotov "And you are obliged to send patrol cars according to section eigh-"
"Fine, knock yourself out." Said Gorudo, cutting Miklotov off again "But your balls are on the chopping block when you get back." Miklotov thanked him and raced out of the office.
Thank god for long streets. Thought Camus as he chased the two men further down Muse street, suddenly just as the two were about to round the bend, three patrol cars cut them off, Camus saw Miklotov come out of one of the cars and aimed a gun at the advancing pair, the other policemen did the same, Camus grinned, finally some assistance.
"Put the gun down, we have you surrounded!" Shouted Miklotov, Flik just stood there, his gun pointed at the red head, he was grinning and said something to Flik, the young mans eyes flared with rage and he struck the red head down with his gun, he was stopped from making another move by a gunshot to the stomach, he fell to the floor, clutching his abdomen. Camus winced,
"Well it looks like its over." He said quietly to himself as he walked towards the squad cars.
The squad cars were starting to file back into the police station, an ambulance was taking the writhing form of Flik away. Camus got into one of the patrol cars, Miklotov got into the one next to him
"We gonna interrogate the guy he was chasing?" He said
"Of 'course, I don't think that guy would have been chasing him without a reason." Camus nodded and got in and the cars drove away.
From the shadows Culgan sighed, Seed was in trouble, but not from the police.
Back at the station, the red headed young man was being interrogated, he was sitting at a desk, Camus and Miklotov on the other side, it was Miklotov's turn to be the bad cop.
"Dammit! Whats your name!" Shouted Miklotov
"I told you, Seed!" Miklotov scoffed
"Yeah right, like that's your name, what kind of a dumb ass name is Seed?"
"What kind of a dumbass name is Miklotov?"
"He prefers being called Mikki." Said Camus "Coffee?" he said, offering the young man a cup of steaming purple-ish liquid that quite frankly did not look even remotely like coffee.
"Thanks- I mean NO! I will not rake your coffee or this crap, I will not say another word 'til my lawyer is present!" Said Seed, crossing his arms defiantly
"Dammit boy! I'll kick yo' ass!" Shouted Miklotov, rising from his seat, obviously enjoying his role as bad cop a little too much. Camus then saw Gorudo standing outside, he beckoned for the two to come over, Camus grabbed his friend and led him outside.
"Yes sir?" Camus asked when they had got outside
"Found anything out?" Said Gorudo, looking out at Seed through the window, the young man was flicking them off.
"No sir."
"I didn't think you would, plus someone called with his bail."
"We can't let him out now! He hasn't even been incarcerated yet." Miklotov said
"Hey, asshole, was I talking to you?" Said Gorudo in a hostile tone "Anyway, money is money and this guy was offering a lot of it so we're letting him out." Camus and Miklotov nodded and walked into the interrogations booth.
"Your free to go." Said Miklotov, downcast, a triumphant grin spread across Seed's face as he walked past them.
"Bye gents." He grinned. He was then escorted from the building.
"Jesus, I can't believe this, he was one of our only leads." Said Camus, generally pissed off and disappointed, Miklotov was just pissed off.
"I can't believe Gorudo is so corrupt, he thinks he can break the rules just 'cause some slime ball shows some money?"
"Obviously so, c'mon its late, we're not even on duty anymore, I'll by you a drink." said Camus patting his friend on the shoulder as the two walked out.
Seed walked around the bend and was immediately met with his tall friend Culgan and an even taller man, a man who's name cast fear into the hearts of even the toughest men like Seed. Luca Blight. Seed bowed down instantly.
"Thankyou for getting me out of there sir." He said, head bowed down. He knew what would come next, he felt the but of a rifle slam into his jaw, he fell to the ground, still not looking into the face of his attacker, but he felt the rifles barrel press firmly against his skull
"Don't thank me boy." Said Luca "Thank your friend here, he was the one who persuaded me not to kill you." With that Luca sent a swift kick to Seeds face, knocking him backwards. The young man got up and wiped blood from his mouth, he looked up and saw Luca walking away. "Report back to Blight Arms three hours, don't be late, both of you." He said and walked out of the alley and into a black Limo.
"Your one lucky son of a bitch." Said Culgan "When I got caught, I got shot in the leg."
"Why the punishment though?" Asked Seed "Its not like I was on the job."
"Luca doesn't like bailing, he doesn't like to keep alive operatives who've been in jail because they might have said something they shouldn't." Said Culgan, getting out a mobile phone. "I'll call us a cab." And with that the two walked out of the alley.
Meanwhile, unknown to them, two figures were watching, one was the tall form of Viktor, the other was a shorter woman wearing a red suit. She turned to her tall companion
"He acted rashly." She said
"Who, Flik?" Said Viktor "C'mon Valeria, cut the guy some slack. Those bastards killed his fiancée."
"Even so." Said Valeria "By doing this we're going to have to start our plans early, they're onto us, I can tell."
"Whatever happens, we're going to have to rub out that cop. I can tell he's gonna get too involved." Said Viktor, and with that, the two disappeared into the night.