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My plan wasn't exactly to make friends with Cisco, but rather to make friends with the whole Flash crew. But unfortunately I wasn't invited into the house, from the look in West's eyes he sensed something wrong with me, so he didn't invite me in. But he still didn't ask any questions, that's a good thing.... Well, at least I made friends with Cisco, and now I had his number. Of course I wanted it to be Allen, but Cisco's not bad either. If I'm his friend, I might be able to use it someday, and where there's Cisco, there's all his friends, so it's not that bad.
I was done with him long ago and was back at my base, thinking about my future endeavors and drinking bourbon. It's too boring to celebrate Christmas alone, eh. I thought I'd be invited to the house. Well, if I can't have fun without my mask, I'll have fun with it. I've got a businessman in mind.
In the past, when I was in the gang, we used to do a lot of business to steal business and money from rich businessmen. Most of them succeeded by threatening, manipulating, and killing their competitors. All this was not suitable for me at the moment, because I simply do not have any authority and will not be able to influence anyone. So I'd have to do it the old-fashioned way, with a gun to my head or a knife to my throat. Oliver was also able to get a lot of Starling's crooked businessmen to send money to various accounts back in the day. He kinda didn't take any for himself, but I'm not him, Central City can be taken care of by Flash. I need to take care of myself now and then think about someone else.
Money is good, of course, but I prefer real estate, so I'll start with a couple of businesses, and then I'll get the money out. I couldn't do that before, but with my current abilities, it won't be a problem at all.
I've already created a new identity, I've managed to launder all my money, and now I'm Hunter Green, heir to a large fortune, I've moved to Starling and I'm starting a new life here. Those who know how, of course, can find some inconsistencies in my story, but such people are very few, and even if they are found, then and then I will think what to do.
You can't just steal a business, it's too suspicious, but if you buy it at a discount, it's legal. I'll start simple, and then we'll see....
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I stood not far from the well guarded mansion and surveyed the surroundings, it had been a couple days since Christmas, it was about time for another case.
The smell, the sound, based on all of this, the number of people in the building could be clearly determined. Twenty armed guards, four servants, and the owner and mistress with one child.
The owner of the mansion was Thomas Felnor, who used to be an ordinary merchant and kept an inconspicuous store. But that all changed when a gang called the Gray Dogs came to town. One store, two, three, several shopping centers, and then a couple of hotels. In just a couple of years, Thomas became a millionaire and had a lot of businesses. The Gray Dogs are now considered a defunct gang, but this guy was definitely one of their leaders. Even the cops wanted to catch him, but the evidence of his involvement in the gang just evaporated. I'm not 100% sure he was a member, but there's too much evidence to ignore. From his strangely rapid career progression, to the suspicions of the police. That was enough for me, I didn't even look for evidence, he'd tell me everything when he bled out, fear of death is a wonderful truth serum...
When it was late at night and everyone in the house had gone to bed, and the guards had relaxed a bit, I went into action. Unfortunately I didn't have a sniper rifle, so I had to work manually. Silencer on the gun and go....
*♪ Bang ♪
First corpse, second corpse. Broken neck, bullet in the forehead. The guards were so-so, and with my enhanced instincts, they were powerless to stop me. Within minutes, the guards outside were disarmed and the cameras were disabled. When I cut the power, many of the guards tensed up and began to communicate with each other. I didn't hesitate and proceeded to get rid of them....
*♪ Bang ♪
«Ahem... - With a quick punch I broke the throat of the last guard who could cause trouble, he was in charge of video surveillance. Usually I kill criminals, but now the situation is quite controversial, and I honestly don't care anymore, my conscience and morals have changed a long time ago not for the better.
Half done, now it was the turn of the head of the house..... His bedroom was on the second floor and he was already awake. He had already been awakened, the bodyguards were the last ones to protect their employer.
Well, maybe the cops have already been called, so we should hurry...
I quickly climbed the stairs and....
*♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
A few bullets hit me in the back, and I stopped, grinned slowly, and looked at the shooter. I'd noticed him a long time ago, but I didn't dodge the bullets. When I turned around, he was already reloading, so I grinned and said:
«It's no use.
He looked at me in disbelief and said:
«How? How did you not die? Who are you?
I hummed:
«Your grandfather, get out before I kill you.
He held the gun tensely and looked at me, then exhaled and lowered it. Threw one last look at me and walked away.....
I grinned and continued walking towards Thomas' room....
When I got to the door I calmly opened it, and then bullets started flying at me.....
*♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
It was a little unpleasant, still the bullets were piercing the skin and sticking, even if only a little, so I pulled out my gun and finished off the shooters.
* Bang * * Bang *
Two accurate shots and the corpses of the bodyguards quickly fell to the floor.
I walked further down the office and stepped over one of the corpses, opened the doors and entered a rather well decorated office.
In the corner of the room was a woman and a small child of about ten, blocked by a fat, balding man in white pajamas. In his shaking hands was an eight hundred and seventy Remington, pointed at me.
I tilted my head to the side and mouthed:
«Don't be an idiot, bullets don't take me, your two bodyguards have already realized that.
He looked at the bullet marks on my clothes, then asked in a shaky voice:
«You-- You-- Who are you? What do you want?
I remained silent and quietly regarded the man and his family, with each second of my silence he was becoming more and more covered in sweat, but he didn't make a sound.
I hummed:
«Don't worry, I won't hurt you if you do what I say, but for now.... - I looked into the fat man's eyes and said coldly:
«Drop the gun.
His hands trembled even more, but he made no objection and slowly lowered the barrel and placed it on the floor.
I wiggled my four fingers at him and he kicked it in my direction.
*♪ Shh, shh, shh ♪ ♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
The barrel rolled toward me and I stopped it with my foot, then picked it up and examined it.
«Not bad... - Putting the Remington on the table, I turned back to the fat man and said:
«Now we're gonna have a chat.
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