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6 Hours earlier...

The sounds of metal hitting soft flesh echoed throughout the darkly lit room. The only source of light was a neon logo for some strip club that peeked its pink and blue neon aura through a dirty skylight. A single aluminum chair sat it the center with a fairly well dressed lump of meat tied with his hands bound behind him. One fairly large troll and a human stood on either side as they took turns making sure he was well tenderized....

*THUNK!* "Talk!" *THUMP*
"Hrumpf!... fuck you!" *CRACK*
"I believe the Troll said talk." *THUMP*

"Yea, now where's the Cypher?" The oversized troll said, taking a break to clean the blood and spit off his knuckles. "We know your sister gave it to you before she tossed you out that window." The room started to spin as Rin was about to blackout again, but the Human leaned in forward to grab Rin by the jaw."HEY IM FUCKING TALKING HERE! Answer!" Holding up his jaw he gave a quick backhand with a set of brass knuckles.

"I have no idea you fucking gorilla! Now let me go!" Rin's voice gargled as it was filled with blood. He gave a quick spat at the trolls face in which he quickly figured out was a bad idea.

*THUNK* *CRACK* *THUD*

The other human had to step in the way so that they wouldn't accidently kill Old Soul. "Woah woah Nelson...if the kid says he don't have it then maybe he don't have it." The guy spoke in an obvious sarcastic tone before pulling out a cigarette and striking a match off the trolls skin.

"Now look... we don't HAVE to kill ya-ya know, all we want is the Cypher. Rumor has it your sis passed it over to ya before she tossed you out... care to elaborate on that?" The guy kneeled down to eye level with Rin. His white suit tinted a light purple from the neon glow and light spatters of red streamed the lower portions. Rin coughed up a mouthfull of blood and tried to focus on the spinning image of the man in white. "I told you I don't have any cypher... the only thing she handed me was a gun in which if I had right now id turn your fucking jaw into swiss cheese!" Rin screamed as he attempted to use the blood surrounding him to open a demon door, but his body was too weak and the multiple concussions he most likely suffered from really messed with his concentration.

"You mean this old piece of shit?" The Troll said pointing the revolver at Rin's head. "Your sis must not of liked you very much if all she gave you was THIS." The troll pulled the trigger several times and watched Rin flinch at the click of an unloaded gun. Both of the thugs just laughed as the troll crushed the gun with his bare hands and tossed the broken parts behind him.

A slow clap echoed from behind them in the shadows....

"Who's there? Were busy here so get the fuck out!" The man in white yelled out into the dark corners of the fairly large room.

"Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked...
Money don't grow on treeees...
I've got bills to pay-I've got mouths to feed.."

A fairly business like dressed man walked out from the shadows and gave a unusual bow. "Your boss sent me to make sure Ol' Soul brother here don't turn into an actual soul, hear me?" A smooth and slightly rhasp voice echoed through the room. "What does the the Ol' Soul have to say? Good things I hope." The mans voice started to turn a serious note.

"Look, he's not giving up nothing." The man in white said. "Maybe he's telling the truth?" The troll added. "Shut up Nelson! He's obviously hiding it." The man quickly snapped back at the troll.

Jack couldn't help but laugh. "Yea... Nelson." He walked right in between the two thugs and bent over ace to face with Rin. "Didn't your momma ever tell you not to believe everything you hear?" Jack gave a wink before he pulled his pistol and fired off two rounds over each shoulder without a second look or a flinch. *Tha-THUNK!* "Your welcome Ol' Soul brother." Jack turned on his heel and stepped over the two bodies towards the broken gun. "So you say she gave you this right?" He trailed off picking up the pieces of the broken gun. A small datastick fell out from the handle in which Jack caught before it could break. "Well Ol' Soul... guess I found what I was looking for, it been nice knowing ya."

Jack turned heel one more time and tossed a scribbled piece of paper onto Rin's lap. "Better hurry up, your sisters waiting." He said with a smile before walking out the door.

Pulling up a secure line on a disposable comm, he fiddled with the datastick as he waited for someone to pick up on the other end. "Mr. White, Mr. Black.... Intel proved good and package was secured. They all managed to kill eachother before I could get there though." Jack stuffed the datastick in his pocket as he walked back towards the nearest dropzone. "Very good Mr. Contrakt, I'll transfer the funds to your account now.... oh! By the way, I know its short notice but another job just opened up.... interested?"

"Have I ever turned down a job?" Jack pulled the commlink out of his ear and tossed it on the sidewalk. The sound of his shoes tapping on the concrete echoed through the alley as he made his way towards the site.

"Ohhhh there ain't no rest for the wicked!
Money don't grow on treeees
I've got bills to pay-I've got mouths to feed..."

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