#rlstarter

Nick paced back and forth in the living room, his phone on speaker and resting in his hand as he spoke to a client. “-No, but listen..” He shook his head as the voice on the other end interrupted. “Look, Andrew.. stop interrupting and have some patience for like ten minutes” He spoke. “Your numbers are going down because you’re spending without keeping an eye on your account and that’s not something I can help you with.” He spoke and nodded as the male voice continued to speak in a panicked and angry tone. “Of course I’ve seen your papers, but that’s the thing, I’m your lawyer, not your bank. I can’t help you with your own spending. Maybe consider selling that car you just bought?” He frowned and glanced up at Caroline as she walked in. “Look, if you can’t see where you’re wrong, then maybe you should contact your bank and while you’re at it, find yourself a new lawyer.” He said before hanging up. “Idiot.”

death , death and more death — that's apparently all the media could write about these days. the youngest lestrange let the local paper fall back onto the table where he'd found it with a grimace of disapproval. some copper and old timer kick the bucket and suddenly it's all the rage ... well , good for them. meanwhile the adds for his club were no longer running on certain pages and that was a more pressing matter than a couple of tedious funerals and a gala.

The sound of loud music was echoing through the warehouse that was behind the apartment they were located in. A run down place, old factory turned apartment block, turned... yea, he didn’t fucking know anymore, the place was abandoned, that was all he knew, all he cared about. It was the perfect place for their business to grow and boy if it was! Youth gathered around, partied and sold illegal substances all night long till early mornings, no one was gonna bust them anyway. The neighborhood wasn’t as populated as most would think and that was only a plus! Finn greeted one of the guys as he walked up to him with cash, a handshake and a deal had been made. Third kid of the night, cash was flowing in and a celebration was in store for them. They were barely even adults most of the dealers, Finn included. “It’s fresh, got it tonight. Go have fun, man” He smirked before he walked away and parted ways with his buyer to join the rest of his gang back in the apartment they had located themselves in.

Finn took a long sip of the bottle he’d been handed before passing it on to the next guy. They were celebrating while kids were getting high, people were partying and no one was suspecting the cops to show up, they never did, why tonight?

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Theo glanced over at Cassie as he finished putting his vest on and gave her a smile. Once his vest was secured and tight, he put his shield around his neck and holstered his gun. “You know these types of busts usually end up in a ceremony at 1PP, what a fucking joke. It’s just another bust, but I sure as hell love the fact we’re grabbing this bust right from under Reagan’s nose.” he spoke with a soft chuckle. “Ready to go?” He asked, giving Cassie a quick check from head to toe as anyone would to ensure their partner’s safety.