Now that business was sorted, there were a few more things Alex had to do before he could set off and meet with his associate John. First, he had to grab a couple of expendable Hench men, the sort he hired simply because they wouldn’t be missed and weren’t too bad with a gun. Luckily they were mostly idiots; the sort who put everything they had into sport at school like that was somehow a realistic option. Considering his own time in school, Alex amused himself by bossing them around.
“Fucktard 1 and 2, get over here.” He grinned viciously at the two armed goons who always stood guard over his office, not that he was stupid enough to leave anything sensitive in there.
“Yes boss.” They toned obediently, almost running over to his position at the end of the corridor. The top of his club was all like that, an office building except for the VIP area, the lower floor was where the action was at.
“Alright, I need you two to come with me on a job, we’re going to hurt some people, probably kill some people, get my shit back and take over this city.” He said it without a trace of false modesty, as if his plan really was as simple as that.
“Now someone get me a fucking gun, and bring your own, meet me at the parking garage across the street.” He walked downstairs and ignored the two, leaving them to work things out for themselves.
A few minutes later, he was driving an unobtrusive four seated town car down the roads and into industrial, heading towards the news agents he had marked on the map. He arrived a half hour after John, who he knew had reached the destination first by the relatively visible bike outside. It was still dark, but from across the road and under an old bridge the light from a decrepit factory shone. Alex knew King would be there waiting for him, he just hoped he didn’t expect Alex to arrive so soon.
“Damnit, I should have brought more meat.” He shook his head at the two stupid goons behind him and got out of the car, walking over to talk to John. (Assuming he was waiting outside, he had probably gone in the shop or something during the half an hour period.)
“John, alright getting here I see.” He looked up and pointed towards the factory. “As you can see, that’s a big damn place we’ve got to raid there, and we need ourselves some demolitions.” He looked pointedly at the kineticicist. “I’m assuming you’ll be fine with that?”