It’s been a whole month since someone blew up one of our shipments. A whole month that I’ve been put in charge by Alexander to find out who this is. I’ve been trying my hardest to figure this out but whoever decided to fuck with us is smart. Ethan wasn’t able to track the explosives that they used and whoever did this didn’t leave any evidence of themselves. No footprints, no DNA, abso-fucking-lutely nothing. I’m beyond frustrated and I have to go and tell Alexander that I still have nothing. I pull up in front of the warehouse and see that Alexander and Dominic’s bikes are already parked outside. I climb off of my bike and head inside of the warehouse. At the sound of the heavy metal door opening, Alexander looks up and frowns.
“Are you any closer to finding this guy?” Alexander asks me.
“No boss.” I tell him honestly.
“Fuck.” He curses. Derek and Ethan come through the door and we all look up at them.
“Have we missed anything?” Ethan asks.
“No, you’re just in time.” Dominic says.
“Let’s get this meeting started with.” Alexander smacks his hand on the table and looks at each one of us. “We need to find this guy and take him down. Dominic and I are now husbands and fathers. We have to do everything in our power to protect our families and each other. We have another shipment coming in tonight. We can’t afford for this one to be blown up.”
“What do you suggest we do?” Dominic asks.
“Raf, Derek…” Alexander starts, looking over at us. “I want you two to go to the docks, that’s where our shipment is coming from. Stake it out and if you see anyone trying to fuck around with it, catch them. I want this guy alive so that we can send a message to anyone who thinks that they can get away with fucking with us. Everyone understand?”
“Yes.” We all say in unison.
“Good. Now let’s go catch this motherfucker.”