Okay, he's definitely onto my father.

"Yeah, that's progress. The leader of the Goated Gang and his crew is next in line to join the Sixty eight's." Another voice added.

"We just have to make sure they don't find out that Vincent is a Special Ops agent." Kenny said.

"Yeah.. but Vince informed us that the gang was going to rob a bank and they did. Why didn't you arrest them then ?" The male voice responded.

"I don't want to arrest them for such a petty crime. They have money, they can easily get out. But if I gain more evidence on more crimes, they are going to jail for a very long time."

"That's why you sent Vince undercover as a new recruit of their gang." The man chuckled. "To get more entail.. information and incriminating evidence."

"Exactly. I want-"

I immediately switched off the small microphone on my hand. I think I heard enough.

Kenny is onto us. Our gang is next in Kenny's list. I know he'll stop at nothing to complete his job. This is the same man that shocked all the criminals by arresting the Sixty eight's. He cannot be undermined. Kenny is a big threat to my family. A big threat to our gang. Criminals don't fear the police, but in the underground world, every criminal knows his name. He is a wanted man. I'm even suprised how he's still alive with so many targets on his back. And now, he's targeting our gang. My life keeps getting better and better.

I took my phone on the coffee table and immediately dialled my dad's number. The phone rang for five seconds before he answered. I didn't even wait for him to talk, we didn't have time for greetings. "Dad when did you recruit new members ?"

"Two weeks ago, why ?" He asked me.

"And when last did the gang rob a bank ?"

"This Thursday."

"So three days ago." I said to myself. "Dad we have an undercover agent working as a new recruit."

"What ?!" He said and I immidietly heard some shuffling in the background. "Do you know who it is ?"

"Find a Vince and bring him to the basement." I said as I stood up and took my car keys. "I'll deal with him myself."

I heard my dad ordering someone to put Vince in the touture room. "It's done." My dad said and I locked the apartment door to be on my way home.

****

I pulled my car in the driveway immediately got out and headed to the large oak double doors of our mansion.

I got inside the house and immediately headed to the many stairs leading basement. The basement was like another different part of the mansion, it was underground, atleast 6ft under with never ending stairs that went down. If anyone was to ever search our house they would definitely not find the basement, that's why it's so far, for safety purposes.

I finally took my last step and I was met with two guards who were gaurding the cells. I walked pass them and immediately went to the last cell, or as I would like to call it my cell. It was the room I used to totoure people. It was the only cell I used because it was more efficient. It had tiles, which were easier to clean and it was where most of the weapons was kept. The other cells had blood on the walls and they smelt like blood. That's why I prefer this one, I can easily see how much pain I inflicted on the white tiles.

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