Part-Time Gods

to deliver him Kilbrook, but he wanted me to take down The Venator Family in the process

rumored to take mercenary jobs. And that was just their illegal business dealing

re was a reason they climbed so high and so fast. They ruled their city equally

thal with a blade, and enjoyed using them. Bradley seemed to be the f*cking Devil himself,

rate The Venator Family. But it wasn't that simple; I couldn't just walk in there and ask to be let in, I would be we

s first, I needed to get their attention. I grabbed the manila envelope that my father had given me and flipped it open. It was f

with that. There was also a map of some of their properties in and around Kilbrook. I flipped through

abandoned warehouse? I searched for anything else on the building in the folder but there was nothing el

like the

boot knife into one. Gathering intel was one of the few things I thoroughly enjoyed and I grinned as I gr

be dark out by the time I got there so I grabbed my black beanie and pulled it over my chin-length dark brown

n into Harlow. She had a plate of food in her hand an

plate into her mouth and gave me a once over. She was already dressed for be

o tomorrow?" I tucked the folder under my arm in the hopes she wouldn't ask about it. Arthur

ave a test coming up and mom is making me stay home and study."

t step-mom I could ask for. I don’t know what she was d

ce of cheese from her plate and kissed her on the f

lled after me and I heard the heavy c

r of a home complete with a tennis court and a bunch of other unnecessary sh*t. I hated living here, but I once tri

r's Jeep. Frankie's WRX STI Limited sat on the other side.

Magnum revolver that never saw the light of day and a plethora of knives that maybe saw too much light. I pulled out a switch blade and tucked it into my jacket. My night vision g

the building and pulled out the binoculars. I could see the three cameras from my position and they looked e

arrying large flat objects covered in white tarps. They were bringing the objects into the warehous

to make sure no one would come back, and then exited my car. Walking briskly up to the warehouse, I avoided the cameras and reached the back of the

to see what goodies the inside held for me. Silently, I climbed down from the lid of the dumps

inst the wall and toed the door shut quietly. The inside was immediately cast into complete darkness and I prayed that n

d a task. The tarp covered objects were easy enough to find, all lined up, nice and neat, on the far wall. I leaned down and peeked under one of them only to see a p

the tarps from each framed piece, one by one, and snapped a picture of each one. There were twelve in total, ranging in sizes and styles. Some classic looking por

e way, so the flash of my camera shouldn't have been totally visible. Though, there was a

an to form right on the tip of my tongue. I covered up the paintings again

The Venator Family. I wondered how mad they w

ing the door and locking it behind me. It was