#retaliation.plotdrop

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝟏𝟑, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

The high that rippled throught the Wild Coyotes after Ezrak Aziz Gülen’s victory at fight night was enough to revive them. New motivations were now coursing through their veins. Grief was still holding them tightly, but there were means to find some peace, to get some part of what they lost. Lancaster was their town and John Fleming’s memory remindeed them of it everyday. 

Drug was something the Coyotes never touched, refusing every offers they had when it came to distributing some in town. They had worked hard, even fought at times, to make sure the streets of Lancaster were not polluted by such things and yet, here they were, an invasion already well in place. 

The club hadn’t hesitate to hire the services of ICE, one of the best hacker available. The task wasn’t too elaborate, all they needed to do was hack into Wonderland’s security. Easily done for someone that skillfull and within days, the Wild Coyotes could see and hear more than they ever wished for. At first, they wanted to strike their clubs, thinking that would hurt them, cutting off some part of their money but they found out about a more lucrative business. The Sinful Ones were making and distributing powerful drugs right out of Wonderland. 

With that information, The Wild Coyotes went to work. New arms were bought and a plan was hatched. The Sinful Ones had a big shipment leaving soon and the club wanted to intercept it. They were prepared to do whatever it took to get what they wanted and when the night came, the adrenaline was pumping through the Coyotes, almost palpable.

𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋 𝟏𝟓𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

The bar was not officially open yet but that didn’t stop a few members of the Wild Coyotes to enjoy some down time. A club meeting had been held earlier, lttle on the agenda for that day but many important actions were looming close. Next month would mark 6 months since the Sinful Ones made themselves known, 6 months of bloodshed, something that had been happening for way too long now. The drug bust of March had been a success and the club needed to keep hitting where it hurt. The mood was high, the tide was turning, it finally seemed like things were going in their favor.

No one bothered when the door opened, despite the closed sign, it wasn’t entirely unusual for the regulars to walk in, like Kieran Murphy had done not long ago, joining in for a drink. But Riggs Maddow smile vanished as soon as his eyes landed on those who walked in. ATF agents walked right to the collector, knowing him as the owner. Months of surveillances nd information gatering had lead to this moment. With a court mandate in hand, and brown boxes in hands, they had the power to seixe anything they saw fit for their investigation. Along with that, they had an arrest warrant for Riggs. None of it felt right with those present and Ezrak Aviv Gülen voiced it strongly, earning in a set of handcufed for obstruction. Mia Fleming wasted no time in calling Samuel Jordan Adlawan, giving the lawer the little information she had as it unfolded before her eyes. An agent stepped to her and asked for Mia’s phone to be seized immediately and Keiran stepped in, arguing that the warrant did not pertain to those present. Tensions were high and the officer did not hesitate to arrest him on the same basis as Ezrak. In final, three of them walked out handcauffed and escorted to the sheriff’s station.

A night in jail with long hours in an interogating room, and the promise to be in touch, was what Riggs got. Ezrak and Kieran were realeased early the next morning, no charges being pressed against them. And while nothing incriminating was found at The Dive, it was clear the club was now on the ATF radar. No one outright said it right then, but the information they got seemed to point to a rat, someone among them who had been talking.

𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟑, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

The high that rippled throught the Wild Coyotes after Adrian Lin’s victory at fight night was enough to revive them. New motivations were now coursing through their veins. Grief was still holding them tightly, but there were means to find some peace, to get some part of what they lost. Lancaster was their town and John Fleming’s memory remindeed them of it everyday.

Drug was something the Coyotes never touched, refusing every offers they had when it came to distributing some in town. They had worked hard, even fought at times, to make sure the streets of Lancaster were not polluted by such things and yet, here they were, an invasion already well in place.

The club hadn’t hesitate to hire the services of ICE, one of the best hacker available. The task wasn’t too elaborate, all they needed to do was hack into Wonderland’s security. Easily done for someone that skillfull and within days, the Wild Coyotes could see and hear more than they ever wished for. At first, they wanted to strike their clubs, thinking that would hurt them, cutting off some part of their money but they found out about a more lucrative business. The Sinful Ones were making and distributing powerful drugs right out of Wonderland. With that information, The Wild Coyotes went to work.

New arms were bought and a plan was hatched. The Sinful Ones had a big shipment leaving soon and the club wanted to intercept it. They were prepared to do whatever it took to get what they wanted and when the night came, the adrenaline was pumping through the Coyotes, almost palpable. The bust happened just outside of town, far enough that no civilians would be caught in the crossfire but not everyone made it alive. Two members of the Sinful Ones were killed before they could understand what was happening. The Sinful Ones main distributor suffered the same faith, sending the whole organization into chaos. The fight that came after that was brutal, many wounded on both side, but the Coyotes were succesful in their mission, the drugs now in their possession, in a very secret and well guarded location.

The wind had turned, the Sinful Ones now in incredible debt and with a new thirst for blood.