106 Tying Up Loose Ends 2 (2/2)

”Where's your boss? The guy boss,” Lachlan asked as he stared coldly to frighten the man even more. The shadow overcasting across their bodies intensified Lachlan's cold eyes, the man felt as though he was in a cold tundra.

”He's probably gone to Choripán Reyes, after all, since he couldn't deal with you himself he decided to place the blame on the ones that run the food truck. Who knows? Maybe they're already dead,” The man hurriedly said.

Lachlan panicked, he suddenly disappeared from his spot and could be seen dozens of metres in the air. He landed on top of a building and jumped up again, he had forgotten the location of Choripán Reyes so he needed to find it.

Looking around, Lachlan noticed a large gathering of people by a food truck. Although the name of the food truck was hard to see he could make out a bit of what it said and leapt to it, his body passing through the air as it made a whistling sound.

As Lachlan came closer and closer to the food truck he realised what was happening. In front of the truck, Valentina was crying heavily as the bodies of her parents could be seen laying on the ground. They had cuts and bruises across their entire body, yet they seemed to still be breathing and alive.

By the parents was a ground of armed guards surrounding their boss. The boss had short dark hair combed back, his skin was lightly tanned and he was dressed up in a three-piece suit. He was looking towards the parents coldly, he gestured with his hand towards one of the guards, ”Hit them again, don't stop until they tell us everything they know about the group that hurt my baby boy.”

The guard walked up to Pedro, lifting up his leg the guard kicked Pedro in the guts as hard as he could. Pedro was kicked a metre as he rolled in pain, he was holding onto his stomach. ”I told you already, we don't know anything about that group, they just came here to have something to eat.”

The guard turned to look back at the boss, waiting for his thoughts. The boss stared coldly at Pedro, ”Kick him again,” the boss didn't care whether they knew anything or not, he just wanted to vent out some frustration. Considering he wouldn't be able to do anything to the group since his wife got involved, but at the very least he did want to find out where the group came from.

Turning around the guard lifted up his leg again, but all of a sudden he felt something smash against his body, an unstoppable force that threatened to shatter his entire body. He went flying into the side of the food truck.

Gasps filled the crowd as the looked towards the man that was daring enough to interfere with the boss's business. Lachlan turned around and looked at the boss coldly, 'Analyse'.

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Name: Joseph Gonzalez (Human)

Age: 48 (Adult)

Soul Contracts: 1/5

Compatibility: Pather (Perfect)

STR: 17(+1), AGI: 15(+2), VIT: 10(+1)

INT: 22, PER: 21, WIL: 17

Weakness: Overwhelming Arrogance, Prideful

Strengths: Darkness Control (Level 1), Leg Strength (Level 1), Heightened Senses, Night Vision, Sharpened Claws

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Joseph looked back towards Lachlan coldly, ”You're quite brazen to be interfering with my business, it seems you have a death wish.”

”Ha,” Lachlan responded with a light chuckle. ”The one that beat up your son is standing right in front of you yet you don't realise it, how oblivious are you? I can see the reason your wife was the real leader behind your small group.”

Joesph's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape with shock, ”How are you still alive? My wife should have wrung the blood from your corpse by now.”

”I suppose the tables were turned on her, but don't worry, you'll be able to see your precious wife of yours soon; your son as well,” Lachlan said with a cold grin, he stared at Joseph as though he had caught his prey.

”Don't fuck with me! Men, surround him and end his life!” Joseph shouted furiously, he quickly reached into his pocket to pull out a phone. His fingers were stumbling as he went through his contacts to reach his wife's.

He pressed call and held his phone up to his ear, he didn't want to believe anything Lachlan said, he couldn't believe it. Yet once the call received no reply he felt a sensation of fear overcome his body, since his wife was killed there was no way he could survive this ordeal.

”Wait!” just as the guards got into position Joseph shouted for them to stop, he burst through the crowd and grovelled on the ground. ”Please, don't kill me or my son, I'll do anything within my power to help you, just don't kill us.”

”A bit of a 180 on that personality of yours isn't it? But no matter, I'm not entirely heartless granted there'll be a few conditions,” Lachlan said as he squatted down, Joseph looked up into Lachlan's eyes, Joseph's eyes were filled with desperation. Although he may be arrogant that was due to the backing of his wife; without her support he felt as though his power would begin crumbling to the ground.

”Anything, I just don't want to die, nor do I want my son to die,” Joseph said fearfully and hurriedly, he heard what Lachlan said about seeing his son soon, he had to hurry to make sure nothing happens to him.

”You've done quite the nasty damage to the family running the food truck, you're going to have to do something about that. There's also the matter with your son, I don't want him growing up to be looking for revenge, after all, he'll just be added onto the list of dead people once he does anything,” Lachlan explained carefully and slowly. Joseph felt as though his son was in a guillotine, the time felt longer and longer.

”Yes I'll fix all that; I'll get the family medical attention and compensation and leave them alone, I'll make sure my son doesn't aim for revenge. I'll force him to understand how useless that'll be, how weak he is; I'll even force him to not tame any beasts for a long time so he doesn't even get the chance to think about it, I'll make sure he's constantly busy and worried about something else just please don't kill him,” Joseph pressed himself harder on the ground as his hands were shaking.