Bad Company

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Alex glared at him when he kept saying daddy, the word making her want to shudder and clam away from him. Instead, she set to glaring daggers at him.
"You're a fool if you think you own anything. You're just a kid in comparison to Luke. You ain't as scary, ain't as bright, and sure ain't as powerful as he is. One day, your stupid head needs to understand he runs this town. And everybody else is below him."

Something dark went across his eyes as he listened to her, like his bright blue eyes suddenly became dark blue.
"You know nothing of me nor what I could be capable of. Just because I let you live doesn't mean you shouldn't be careful around me"
He almost stormed out of the bathroom, taking a deep breath to calm down. He closed his eyes for awhile and when he opened them up again they were bright blue as normal.

Alex had not failed to miss his pretty blue eyes turning darker-- she'd been staring at them like usual. She bit down on her lower lip as she thought about his eyes, but shook her head to get rid of the ridiculous notion.
"He's the enemy."
She reminded herself aloud and then dragged her ass to get up and wrap the clean towel around her.
"Hey!" She shouted after Thomas, "I got no fuckin' clothes!"

He rolled his eyes. "Well there are not fucking dresses here! Maybe some of the hookers can lend you something!" He teased, then muttered to himself under his breath:"pretty but a nuisance... (sp?)"

Alex growled from where she'd stepped out of the tub, careful not end up on her ass again. She wrapped the little towel around her and limped toward the door.
"I don't know if you noticed but I'm not a hooker."
She scowled as she came around the corner, figuring there wouldn't be anyone else there to see her-- not that she cared either way.
"Hell, I can probably fit into your clothes... I might even be too big for them."

"With that ass, I am sure you would be!" he teased back as he turned around to face her

Alex stared at him and then rolled her eyes, not too insulted. She knew what she looked like and she'd be damn to be ashamed of it.
"Keep dreaming about my ass, that's the closest you'll be to it."

"Hardly. You're to fucking fat for me to even be interested" he lied...

Alex narrowed his eyes and then scoffed, "Fat? Please? Just cause you're nothing but skin and bones... in a fair fight, I'd kick your scrawny ass... kid."

"Oh really?" He walked closer to her as a threat. "I'd like to see that actually...!"

"I'm in a towel, shot, and bruised to hell."
Alex quipped angrily as he approached her.
"As much as I wouldn't mind kicking your ass when I'm naked, this is hardly a fair fight."

"....well I told you, some of the hookers might have got something for you. I think it would suit you...hey maybe I should drop you off at your daddy in those clothes!" he teased her more

Alex's face went pale as he said that, but she quickly replaced it with anger to cover it up.
"I fuckin' dare ya to go anywhere near Anarchy's headquarters. You'd be dead before you stepped out of your car." She paused a beat, "And for the last time I'm not wearing a fuckin' hooker's outfit!"

"is that so? I'm shivering in my boots...." he turned around and walked over to his closet by the bed and pulled out a pair of black pants and a sweater and walked over to her again, holding the clothes

Alex was relieved when she figured the clothes were for her. She gave him a look, holding the towel up with one hand to take the clothes. She didn't say thank you.

He watched her, hoping she would just drop the towel and get dressed on the spot, but it was a half-hearted wish from his male animal side of the brain...

Alex turned from him and headed back to the bathroom down the little hallway. She noticed the other door in the hallway and she stalled a moment-- she'd get dressed first before she went exploring.

The pants fit a little tight, but she liked them that way anyway and the sweater did a good job of hiding all her bruises and cuts.

Thomas snapped back to reality when his cellphone rang.
"Thomas. ....Yeah, of course..how much of it?"
He walked over to his desk, took out a notepad and wrote down the drugs

Alex looked at herself in the mirror a few minutes before she leaned out the doorway of the bathroom, looking up and down the hall. She didn't see Thomas, and she could hear him in the room she'd come from. She started the other way down the hall, opening the door and slipping through without looking inside first, just not wanting to get caught.

"I'll have one of my dealers meeting you up....yeah..." he continued writing down some notes, he had forgot about Alex for a second..
"yeah, cash up front as usual.."

Alex turned to face the room and she slowed down slightly as she realized where she was. The walls were stacked from top to bottom with bags of drugs. She turned in a circle seeing the shelves of them. She'd stepped into the money pit and probably where No Recess stored their merchandise. How suiting it would be with Thomas.

After Thomas had hung up, he looked around for Alex. He went into the bathroom but she wasn't there.
"...Alex?" he got a bad feeling... "Shit...!"

Alex heard her name from down the hall and she quickly ducked around one of the shelves, ending up sitting back on a pile of what she guessed was cocaine, considering the bits of it got stuck to her black jeans.
"Perfect." She growled sarcastically.

He walked up through the hallway, then down towards the frontdoor, looked out of windows but she wasn't there.
He took an iron-bar from a shelf and walked the hall again;
"Alex, I'm gonna find you and when I do, you'll wish you never fucked up like this!" he warned her as he held the bar tight in his hand

Alex grit her teeth slightly as she heard him threatening her from the hallway, but he still didn't know where she was. Her eyes swept around the room from where she was in the corner and she glanced at the door shortly, then up at the ceiling.

She was trapped and the only option was hiding, considering it was dark enough to. She had to hope he'd look somewhere else, anywhere else.

Thomas opened the bathroom door, but she wasn't there. He opened another door and searched the storage room. When she wasn't there, he opened the door to their drug-room, Where they kept the drugs that they were selling to customers. It was pretty dark so he took the flashlight laying on the table closest to the door.
"You in here? If you take anything from my shit, you're going down!"

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Alex clenched her fingers around the loose bar from one of the shelves beside her. It wasn't the best weapon in the world, but it would work as a crowbar at least. She waited a beat as Thomas passed by the corner she was in with his flashlight before she sprung forward off the cocaine bags she was seated on. She swung the bar at his back-- hitting him right across the shoulder blades as hard as she could swing.

He roared in pain, stumbled a bit forward but didn't fall to the ground. He regained balance, snatched the flashlight off from the floor where he had dropped it and swung around, shining the light on Alex. He gritted his teeth and swung with the iron bar against her

Alex held up the bar she'd used to swing at him to protect herself this time. The two bars connected with a loud 'twang' causing her hands to vibrate with the strength of it. She cursed, but didn't drop the bar, preparing herself to fight off another attack.

He stepped around her, shining the light from the flashlight on her still, piercing his gaze into hers, then attacked her with the bar again

Alex might have been able to keep up with him if she hadn't already been suffering broken ribs and a shot heel. She stumbled back as she blocked his last advance barely, tripping over the bags of cocaine on the ground. She winced as she landed on her back, staring up at the ceiling, dazed for a moment.

He kicked her bar away from her and leaned down, grabbed her by her shirt and lifted her up close to his face; "You know what? I'm starting to like it how you keep fighting eventhough you're this close to fucking die!"

Alex winced as he pulled her up by the shirt, forced to look right in his stark blue eyes, even in the dark she was mesmorized by just how gorgeous they were.
"It's how I fuckin' work. I won't die lying down."

His eyes were gleaming in the dark, showing his anger right now but also his excitement by the fight.
"Good. Then get up" he pulled her up standing, but didn't let go of her shirt, being so close to her face he could smell her blood

Alex grunted softly as she was lifted up into his face and he didn't release her.
"What are you waiting for?" She muttered, "An invitation?"

His eyes darted across her face, but instead of dropping her back down on her back, he pulled her violently against his lips, kissing her and biting down on her underlip, drawing blood from it as she had done to him before

Alex had not expected that, although deep down in her somewhere, she was yearning for it. Her hand reached up, at first to push him away, but instead she gripped the back of his neck and pulled him closer violently-- even as his teeth tore her lips and they could both taste her blood.

He didn't let go of the iron bar as he took his arm around her waist, knowing that he was crushing her already hurt ribs as he pushed her closer to him, letting go of her lip with his teeth and deepened the kiss. In this moment he wasn't thinking about that he was kissing his enemy...

Alex literally gasped against his lips as he pulled her ribs tight to him, feeling like she couldn't breathe. Her nails dug into the skin on the back of his neck, pinpricks of blood appearing below her nails. She didn't dare pull back from his lips though.

after some seconds, he pulled back and loosened the grip around her waist. He looked at her face, blood smeared on her underlip and on his. He whispered to her:"Keep your friends close - but your enemies closer...ain't that what they say? Now if you hit me again, I'll crush all of your ribs!"

Alex panted slightly, the breath coming back to her as he released her and she was able to draw air into her lungs without suffering the ache of her wounded ribs.
"Least I know where you keep half your drug supply."
She muttered to him, acting like they hadn't just made out for five minutes in a drug supply room.

He gripped her arm and lead her to the door. "Yeah, I can find a new place for it though, I'm not worried"

Alex stumbled along beside him, still limping because of her heel.
"Why would you do that? You ever intend to let me go?"

"If I let you go, you'd talk about stuff you shouldn't talk about and I'd have hell" he lead her/dragged her back to his 'office'. "But if I kill you, Anarchy will be way up my ass"

Alex snorted a bit.
"You don't know who I am, do you? You don't know who Luke is, if you think that not killing me will do anything. Luke's gonna cram a gun up your ass for touching a hair on my head. My brothers will do it for him."
She nearly boasted her protection, even if it was one fucked up family.

He looked around and then looked back at her and saying irritated; "I don't hear them coming. If that was the case, wouldn't they be here to save you by now?"

Alex rolled her eyes.
"They're not idiots. They'll wait until you're unprepared and then they'll come. By taking me you signed No Recess's death warrant."

"I'm never unprepared" He walked over to the door, wiped the blood off his lips and opened the door as he looked at her.
"Go"

Alex paused in the doorway, not sure what he meant by go. She looked back at him, "You're letting me go?" She asked slowly, sure he would shoot her in the back the moment she stepped away.

"Yeah and don't show your face here again. If you drag Luke or any other member of Anarchy here, you'll end up with no family" he threathened

Alex smirked slowly, knowing that his threat was short wasted on her. She was going to bring Hell down on him and they both knew it.
"As you wish."
She muttered sarcastically and slowly limped forward, turning back to look at him a moment.
"You gonna give me my gun back so I can make it through the streets without getting my head shot off?"

He held it up in the air, waiting for her to come back to take it as he grinned slightly now, knowing he would be seeing her soon again...

Alex slowly stepped back toward him, wary of the shit eating grin on his face. She stopped right in front of him, not leaving much room between and reached for her gun.
"I should shove this down your pants and make you a girl, you know that?"

He still grinned when he threatened her. "We both know you don't want that..."

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Alex normally would have retorted rudely, but he had a bit of a point. Instead she grunted and shook her head, taking her gun with her as she stepped back.
"I hope you know what kind of trouble you've gotten yourself and your pitiful gang into, Thomas Bradley."

"Life without enemies are so boring" he sighed, then backed away, still looking at her
"I'll see you soon!"

Alex just grunted in response, thinking the man was an idiot... or at the very least wreckless. He had no idea what was coming for him when she got back.

She limped along the streets and alley ways, gun out and by her side. She doubted anyone would dare to approach her when she looked the way she did. She had to make it back to Anarchy turf in one piece.

"Fuck" he said to himself as Alex had left. By being interested in this girl, finding her fascinating, he was putting a lot on the line. At least a gangwar with Anarchy, probably a big one. He didn't mind wars or fighting, but someone always had to lose in a war and he could never be 100% sure it was gonna be Anarchy...
To stop worrying and thinking about Alex (and her kisses), he sat down by his desk and started doing business again; paperworks and calling people who had been seeking him

It was nearly three hours later, that Luke called Thomas, waiting patiently for him to pick up. He was leaned back against his chair, feet up on his desk, relaxed as he eyed Alex on the other side of the room.

Alex sat near Vincent on the couch, her wrist being held to keep her sitting, looking like she was about to explode in anger.

Thomas was talking with some of his members when the phone rang. He finished talking and then picked up the phone;
"Thomas"
he motioned for the others to leave him alone as he heard Luke in the other end

Luke cleared his throat, not having really expected the man to pick up. "You sent me back damaged goods, Mister Bradley, that was a very stupid thing to do." His voice was low, but not a growl, not yet.

"The goods was way beyond repair when it accidently arrived" he replied

"I don't think she had a bullet hole in her when she arrived."
Luke snapped, his voice losing its control, betraying just the type of man he was and just how short of a temper he possessed. He let out a slow breath, trying to calm himself, his eyes flashing darkly.
"I'd like to meet you, Mister Bradley..."

"...should I feel honored?" he was playing with death, but got a bit more serious as he continued:
"How can I help you?"

"You seem like a smart guy, aside from this very stupid stunt... and I'd like to set up a meeting with you."
Luke paused.
"A civil one, of course. No weapons necessary."

"No weapons...and only you and me"

"No." Luke said at once, "That will not do. I don't particularly trust you, Mister Bradley. With good reason." She paused to think, "Bring three of your best... and I will be sure only three of mine join our little meeting."

"Fair enough. On neutral ground..." he looked though his cellphone.

Luke grinned a bit, "Now, you don't think that's going to happen." He didn't ever leave the safety of his territory, at least not with so few people. "You'll come to me."

Normally Thomas wouldn't risk going like that, but since he knew he had it coming this time, he took the bull by its horns and accepted it. He looked at his watch.
"In one hour"

Luke grinned widely when he agreed without argument.
"You'll have safe passage, you have my word." He waited another moment before giving Thomas the address of where to come to. "No weapons." He reminded him before hanging up.

"You're crazy, Luke!" Alex growled from the couch where Vincent held her still. She seemed almost used to that.

Luke turned a fixed glare to her.
"Shut up, you've done more than enough to foil this whole thing. Keep your fuckin' mouth shut."

Thomas hung up, then picked up his cellphone and dialled Jaz's number.
Jaz:"Yo"
Thomas:"I need you, Jimi and Adam in the office. We've got a meeting to go to and I need to go through some stuff with you, so be at the office in about...now!"
Jaz:"Got it" he hung up and walked over to where Jimi was by a computer and on their way to the office they picked up Adam.
Thomas walked over to his closet and picked out a suit

Luke nodded to Vincent after a moment of silence, "Go and get me Saint and West, I need them both here." He spoke of his sons as if they weren't actually sons, just soldiers-- of that which he considered them most of the time.

Vincent nodded in obeyment, releasing Alex, he stood up and silently slipped from the room.

Alex swallowed and looked back at Luke, "I'm hurt--"

"I don't care." Luke muttered as he approached her.

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"Get cleaned up a bit, we're gonna meet a hotshot" Thomas said as he put the suit on his bed and walked over to the bathroom.
"We?" Jaz asked, walking closer to the bathroom so he could hear what Thomas was saying.
"Oh yeah and take the smallest and most invisible weapons you have"
Adam, Jaz and Jimi looked at eachothers.
"Who exactly are we meeting? and why?" Adam asked sceptically.
Thomas had his face covered in shavingfoam as he peeked out from the bathroom.
"Harth"
"Harth?" Jimi asked. "As in Anarchyleader Luke Harth?"
"Bingo" Thomas said as he was shaving his chin infront of the mirror now.
"Shit..." Adam mumbled.
"Why?" Jimi repeated his question.
"You remember his daughter was here for a visit?"
"Thomas...what the hell did you do to her?" Jimi asked
"She's alright, but get yourselves ready, Jaz, get the Mercedes"
They all looked at eachothers, but did as they were told

Alex stood up, but by the time she got to her feet with a damaged foot, Luke had already grabbed her around the middle and slammed her back into a wall. She panted, adrenaline running on high now, more so than it had even been with Thomas.

"Why do you bother to run? Why do you even try?"
Luke muttered as he leaned in close to her neck, sniffing in. He wrinkled his nose at the smell-- a mixture of blood and someone else. He didn't like it, not one bit, but it didn't stop him.
"Who's clothes are these?"
He demanded suddenly, ripping the sweater that Thomas had loaned her right off her front.

Alex stood still as the sweater ripped, leaving her bruised front exposed, her chest moving up and down with her shaky and angry breaths.
"Their leader... Thomas."

Luke growled and grabbed the side of her hair, pulling her head to the side to expose her neck. He bit in with his teeth to her delicate throat.

Jaz was on his way to get the car out while Jimi walked off to take a quick shower. Adam was still in the office. He walked to the bathroom where Thomas was almost done shaving.
"This seems serious?" Adam asked as he watched his brother. "What did you do to her? Kill her?"
"Not that serious, but let's just say there's no make-up for those kind of bruises she has"
Adam sighed.
"Thomas look, I know you do stuff to get excitement, but this is jeopardizing NR!"
Thomas washed his face and looked at Adam.
"I know what I'm doing, get your ass into some other clothes now!"
"Alright..." Adam walked off.
"I almost know what I'm doing..." Thomas muttered to himself

Alex was saved, if that can be a way of saying it, by West and Saint walking into the room. She let out a gasping wince as Luke pulled back his teeth from her, leaving his mark there. She raised a hand to cover it angrily, along with her exposed chest.

"Go put on clothes."
Luke ordered her with no shame in his voice, even being caught by his sons. They were all well-aware, everyong just ignored it.
"Clean up and come back when you look decent."
He turned away and gestured West, Saint, and Vincent back into the room to discuss his plans.

Soon they were outside, waiting for Jaz to arrive in the car and he did, on top speed of course, doing a heavy break beside Thomas. Thomas walked up to the window of the drivers seat and Jaz rolled it down. Thomas leaned down, tipped down his black sunglasses and looked at Jaz.
"You are not driving; I'm in an ironed suit."
Jaz sighed and got out of the car and soon they were off to Anarchys territory. All having hidden weapons in the car.

Luke stood at the large window that overlooked the street. He raised a brow as he saw the nice Mercedes pull up.
"Look at that..." He muttered to himself, "The boys from Recess have some style."
His eyes turned to the man waiting at the door, "Let them in and pass with no disturbances."

After they had parked the car, they got showed to the mansion by two large men.
"Gentlemen..." Thomas muttered as a greeting, not removing his sunglasses as he was lead to Luke.

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Luke waited patiently, going to sit behind his desk, while Vincent, Bastian, and West flanked his sides. They all stood silent to wait for Thomas and the three men he had brought with him to join.
Luke was an intimidating man in itself, so he felt no need to stand and make himself bigger in the guys' presence.

Soon Thomas was walking into Lukes office. He stopped infront of Lukes desk, about two meters infront of it and removed his sunglasses and looked around the room, noticing Alex, then looking back at Luke.

Alex sat quietly on the couch behind the four men, glancing briefly at Thomas, but then away again. She was cleaned up and redressed in appropriate attire this time.

Luke moved to stand, holding his hand across the desk, "Mister Bradley, I'm Luke Harth." He introduced himself formally.

He shook Luke's hand and made himself comfortable on a chair infront of the desk.
"Well, Mister Harth, you had something you wanted to talk to me about?"

Luke slowly sat down, eyeing the men that Thomas had brought with him, but otherwise turning his attention back to him.
"It's a rare occurence I meet with a man that just shot up one of my members--"

"Very rare."
Bastian muttered from behind Luke. He had his shoulder wrapped up from the shot gun pellets that had struck him in the car hours before.

Thomas glanced to his side as he heard Bastian speak behind him, but then looked back at Luke.
"I'm feeling honoured. That was just a scratch though" he said as politely as he could

"Looks like more of a scratch to me."
Luke growled at him, but immediately calmed himself, not wanting the situation to get out of hand. He breathed out and turned his eyes to Bastian.
"Do not speak until I allow you to."

Bastian glared, but he was silent.

Luke turned back to Thomas, "Now, I'll give you a chance to explain why you kidnapped my daughter. One chance to explain and convince me why you were right."

He understood now, at least a bit, how much of control Luke had on his family.
"Actually, I see it as I saved your daughter. If I hadn't taken her, she would've been slaughtered by the other NR-members. As I said, she was scratched. Compared to what she would've looked like if my friends had gotten to her first. Not saying they would've been wrong if they caught her, but I figured since she was precious to you and I surely wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of you, I decided to keep her until the...until the storm had subsided if I say so." He pierced his eyes into Lukes dark eyes.
"No need to Thank me"

Luke just narrowed his eyes, "Your NR members were leaking onto Anarchy's territory then. As my daughter knows better and has informed me she was clearly doing deals on Anarchy territory. So tell me, how it is that you came by her... or any member of NR."

Alex spoke up, unable to help herself, "He thinks he owns Harrington street now. The man is delusional."

"Woah woah hold on" He looked from Alex to Luke and said to Luke.
"You didn't know the story behind this then?" He leaned back in his chair.
"You don't seem to know your daughter at all then. Harrington Street? She was way up in the alley between Coroner's Street and Sixth Street! And as far as I know, those are NR territory since 1998"

Luke grit his teeth, eyes moving over to Alex.
"That true?"

Alex glared daggers at Thomas, "It's bullshit. It's fuckin' bullshit. I was on Harrington, that's where they jumped me."

Luke looked back at Thomas, "I'm inclined to believe my daughter here. You have anything tangible that would make me think otherwise?"

"Hey, we were the ones who caught her! No fucking way she was at Harring---"
Thomas quickly looked at Jaz who had spoke up.
"Jaz!"
There was silence, Thomas looked back at Luke.
"I guess it's word against word then, but as Jaz say; they saw her there to and we would know better than walking onto Anarchy territory"

Luke clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"Now, I've been hearing from my men that NR has been wandering plenty into our territory, trying to expand. I normally don't have a problem with expanding gangs, but you," He pointed at Thomas, "should know like the others not expand into Anarchy area."
He leaned back in his seat, hands resting behind his head.
"I own this city."

Thomas smirked slightly, now dropping a bit of the gentleman-role as he leaned closer over the desk and looked at Luke.
"Your members might be scared of you. But I'm not" he said with a calm voice and then leaned back again.
"Was that all....Mister?"

Luke's eyes narrowed on him and it took everything in him not to strike the man across the table-- he knew his face now, however. He would target him easily enough. He shook his head as he started to weave his plan.
"Of course that's not all. I called you here for a specific reason, Mister Bradley... a deal. You stole a very important client from me."

"Oh, is that so?" He was back playing the gentleman in this charade. He made a face as if he was searching his memory of who it might be he had stolen.
"oh yeah, sorry, Mr.Brown. Yes, I don't really think I stole him though...he simply just...conformed to better things"

Luke's smile tightened on his face, but he didn't lose it. He shook his head slowly, "Now, Mister Bradley, I know that's not true. No client leaves Anarchy without asking for a lot of trouble..." He usually killed a client that wanted to go elsewhere, but Brown had a lot of money. "I'm willing to negociate terms to... share Mister Brown with you."

"Share? That's very...generous of you. And odd. And because it sounds odd, I'd like to hear more..."

Jaz and Jimi could think of 100 other places they'd rather be at and wasn't liking that Thomas was drawing out on this meeting...

West had his eyes glued to the other three men, trying to search them with his eyes and figure out the best way for attack in case it came down to it-- and it usually did.

Luke nodded, "A very generous offer. I'm not a sharing kind of man. However, you have something I'm interested in... and I have something worth giving you. What would you say to working together, Mister Bradley? Not indefinitely, but for a time."


"I have something you want? Now what would that be? I'm sorry but I'm not sealing a deal until I know more of what's on the plate...and what the profit is in it for me"

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Jimi and Jaz were looking around at Anarchys men who were standing around them. They all seemed as ready as them to get on with a fight if that would be the case, but at the same time they all looked very calm. Proffesional.

"You're not getting as much money as you could be from your deals." Luke spoke simply, transitioning easily into a businessman, "You offer lower prices because the drugs you have are lower class." He smiled and quickly moved on so he wouldn't get Thomas wound up, "And you are getting customers that way. But I can show you how to do the same and make much more money..." He took a pause, eyes moving around and then back to Thomas's bright blues. "And you have a lot more men that I wouldn't mind having as workers... Anarchy has a lot, but with NR our ground would be fully covered."

He was still very sceptic.
"And exactly how would that work out...Have you worked with your enemies before?"

Luke shrugged, "I have. Never for an extended time... but you aren't particularly my enemy. You are a businessman... competition. And the best way to get the deals out of customers is when competition comes together." He paused, "Think about it. I offer a lower price on my drugs, customers come to me, so you offer even lower, and customers go back to you. Back and forth until we're not making any profit." He lifted his finger to make his point, "But without us both lowering our price, we can raise it, split it, and both benefit from unimaginable drug prices. Customers can't stop and they would have to pay."

Thomas was tempted and really thought about what Luke was telling him.
"Somehow...I'm not really trusting you...but if it's just about gaining money, I guess I can understand.."

Luke nodded, "I don't trust many people other. A way of surviving. But it doesn't matter in this case. Just a bit of mutual respect is needed." He gestured behind him, "One of my kids will stay with NR, make sure our deals are passed solidly. And you can do the same here. Anyone you want can stay with Anarchy."

Thomas looked behind him at Jimi, Adam and Jaz, but also at the Anarchy members, among those Alex. He was silent, thinking about it, not rushing an answer to Luke

Luke cleared his throat as Thomas didn't answer right away and his eyes landed on Adam.
"You look very much like your brother."
He had never met the man before, but the resemblance between the two was uncanny.

"I'm his brother" Adam replied, keeping calm.
Thomas let him reply, it gave him more time to think about the deal if Luke and Adam started chatting for a bit...

Luke nodded, looking back at Thomas, "Why don't you have your brother stay with us? He looks like a smart, tough man, could feet in well around Anarchy--" He was the only half clean cut looking guy that Thomas had paraded in, aside from himself.

Thomas looked back at Luke.
"Alexandra" he said. "If you take Adam, I'm taking your daughter"
"eeeh, Thom--" Adam cut in, but was shown Thomas hand, showing him to be quiet as he waited for Lukes answer.

Luke lost his smile and his face grew serious, "Alexandra is my daughter, she is not a part of Anarchy--"

"Dad, really?"
Alex growled when he said she wasn't a part of the gang, enraged by it. She was more a part of Anarchy than most everyone else.

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Thomas looked at Alexandra, noticing the anger in her eyes. He looked back at Luke.
"Not a part of Anarchy? well she certainly dealed drugs for your gang in my territory, seems she's very much a member of yours"
He looked back at Alex

Luke didn't even look at Alex, his eyes on Thomas. "Perhaps, but I'm sure you can see my dilemma in letting her near you again. She is a woman--" He pointed out, knowing Alex was seething behind him at the mention of a sexist remark, "And your treatment of her last time was not overly... gentle."

Thomas leaned in closer over Lukes desk again.
"But she was a trespassing enemy back then. Now she would be a part of No Recess, that's a different story. I treat members like my own family, I guess she would be more like...an adopted kid to my gang then. You have my word; If you don't hurt my brother - I won't hurt your daughter"

Luke considered this a moment, looking over at Alex for a long minute. "Hmm..."

Alex knew exactly what he was thinking and it disgusted her. She shook her head slightly, knowing he wasn't as concerned for her safety as he was for his missing fuck time if she went with Thomas.
"Do I get a say in this?"
She growled lowly, but loud enough to be heard.

"No."
Luke spoke up finally as he made his decision, looking back at Thomas and reaching across the desk.
"You have a deal, Mister Bradley."

Adam looked a bit worried at Alex, not liking how they were being treated like merchendise...
Thomas stood up and shook Luke's hand.
"Oh just one more question; The bookkeeping. Just to make sure you won't be cheating with the cash or anything like that. You know how it is.."

Luke nodded quickly, "Of course... and to make sure neither of us are -cheating' as you call it, I'll keep your brother here in on everything Anarchy is up to. I expect you to do the same with my daughter." He glanced warily back at her.

Alex slowly stood up from the couch, showing off her attire now. She looked pretty damn good, and she was still in a pair of boots, despite having a shot heel.
"This is bullshit. I do not want to go with them."

Luke growled, "If you argue, I'll make it worse."

Thomas looked at Alex, sure he thought she looked amazing when she was beatened up, but damn was she gorgeous cleaned up too. At least he would have something pretty to lean his eyes to...
"Thomas, I'm with her on this one" Adam said
"Yeah, well don't worry, brother" Thomas looked at him now. "No one's gonna get hurt. It's just good business"

Alex stormed out of the room, looking a bit hussy, but at the moment that is how she felt.

Luke growled after her, "Better be going to pack a bag!"

West spoke up finally, his voice directed at her father, "You think it is safe to give Alex up to this animal?" His eyes darted to Thomas, not liking or trusting him in the least bit.

Thomas looked at West
"Luke is doing a good thing for the world, see there's just too much hatred. If people only worked together...the drug-world would be so much smoother" he said, of course only to tease them.

West narrowed his eyes, stepping forward some as he thought he was being made fun of.

Luke grunted, "Let it be." He looked back at Thomas, "It's time for you to leave now. I expect you'll leave your brother and my daughter will meet you at your car... a very nice car." He added as a last minute thought.

"It is" Thomas replied to Luke. "Mercedes Benz Class E Sedan. You should get one" He turned and walked towards the door. Jimi and Jaz patted Adam on his shoulder, saying bye for now. Adam wasn't feeling too comfortable at all with this

West grunted as the men left and he turned toward Luke, "You just made a deal with the enemy and you sent your own daughter to them." He was far from happy with the decision.

Luke glared at him, mostly because Adam was still in the room.
"Decision is made. Make our new guest comfortable."
He gestured to Adam.

Alex walked outside to the car with a bag about twenty minutes later, doing her best not to look impressed by the vehicle.

Adam loosened his tie a bit, just following the members of Anarchy

Thomas was leaning against the car, his sunglasses on. He surely looked like a businessman with his backslick and suit. You would almost think he was dealing with legal business....
He looked at Alex as she came towards him, not thinking about helping her with her bag, he did however open the passengerseat door for her

Alex rolled her eyes as he opened the door for her, "Yeah thanks." She snorted sarcastically and moved to get in. She glanced over her shoulder to see the two guys in the back seat, gritting her teeth because she recognized them as her rapists.

There was a total silence as they drove back to their place. Once they arrived, Jaz and Jimi immidiately started taking care of business, leaving Alex alone with Thomas. He knew they weren't too happy with the deal and to get away from the negative atmosphere, Thomas walked towards the bathroom as he mumbled to Alex:"I'll take a shower"

Alex rolled her eyes as she moved to throw her bag down near the door, "You have a place for me to stay?" She didn't really expect to be staying where he slept, after all.

He raised his voice as he was in the bathroom now.
"Yeah, don't worry 'bout it"
he got undressed and stepped into the shower to wash away all hair-gel from his backslick

Alex grunted softly and finally started to wander the place-- for an open warehouse it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She wandered around his place, listening to him in the shower. She didn't speak again, at least not yet.

After awhile he came back out, just wearing the towel around his waist. He wasn't the shy kind of guy, or the one to think that you had to look good and be dressed infront of a girl he didn't really know. He saw her wandering around.
"I actually have another place too" he told her, as the answer to her earlier question.

[PirateOTC]

"Well, that's nice for--"
Alex started and then stopped as she turned around to face him, her eyes roaming his chest. She stopped short, unsure of what to say for a minute.
"Don't you have clothes?" She finally asked

He smirked and walked past her to his closet, revealing lots of tattoos on his back, but also lots of scars on the rest of his body

Alex licked her lips, "What do you have a tattoo artist on your payroll?" She joked, seeing the ink covering him and pretending that was the reason she was staring.

"huh?" he frowned and looked back at her
"Oh..nah..old stuff..except for the one on my left shoulderblade"
He picked out a pair of jeans and a shirt from the closet

"Old stuff?"
Alex raised a brow.
"You look like a baby, hardly over your teen years. How can anything on you be old?"

"Hey, if you're gonna keep insulting me, you'll be sleeping on the concrete floor in the building across the street" he got irritated at her and started getting dressed, trying to at least not drop the towel infront of her. A bit of decency was inside him at least...

"What?" Alex asked innocently, "You do look young." She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth and then shrugged. She turned away before he dropped the towel, not wanting to be tempted by him in some way.

"Doesn't mean your tattoos can be 10 years old..." he mumbled a bit, getting fully dressed and then walked over to her, hanging the towel over a chair.
"Will you behave enough to get to stay in an apartment 10 minutes away from here?"

[Devyn]

Alex raised her brow delicately at the question, leaning toward him slightly so their faces weren't far from one another.
"You've made a deal with Luke, I'm not about to fuck it up by doing something I shouldn't." She paused, "So long as you don't severely piss me off. I think that's pretty fair, don't you?"
She leaned back again, trying to look away from his radiating blue eyes-- it made her feel weak just to stare at them.

[PirateOTC]

He smirked.
"I'm not the one pissing anyone off here..."
he walked around her, checking her out and smirked. He knew it would probably piss her off..