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Three years ago>>>>

At a high-end club with changing colored lights and loud music, Logan is to meet some business tycoons for an investment in his company. They had suggested that they meet at the club first to get to know each other on a personal level before doing actual business with each other. Over at the counter, Logan in a black suit, and his girlfriend dressed in a short silk red gown discuss and laugh together as they sip from their wine glasses.

"You haven't seen them yet?" Chanel asked him, almost yelling to avoid getting drowned by the music, as he glanced around the room while sipping on his wine.

"I don't know what they look like but I'm sure I can identify them when I see them" he replied.

"Pssst!" He heard and turned around only to see a blonde man with a crewcut in a suit walking up to him.

"Yeah, how can I help you?" He asked. Judging from his outfit, he was a security personnel.

"Are you Mr. McCarthy?" He asked sternly.

"Yeah, why?"

"Please follow me," he said. He was skeptical but decided to comply.

"Wait here for me okay? I'll be back soon" He said to Chanel before kissing her on the cheek and walking away.

A few moments later>>>>

"Hey Mr McCarthy! Good to see you" one of the fat businessmen in a black suit said to Logan patting him fondly on the back as he took a seat. There were five of them, each with a completely nude masked model sitting beside or on their laps. There were drugs on the round table along with different bottles of liquor.

"Thank you sir" he responded with an awkward smile as his eyes locked onto one of the models, whose nudity was only covered by the predominantly dark-colored changing lights.

"I see you're interested in doing business with us," another of the men said, "Here," he said as he passed him a glass of what he was drinking. Logan looked at the drink in his hands and back at the man.

"Drink that and we start talking," the man said with a smirk on his face as the rest started cheering him on.

"Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!". He had no drinking experience. What's he supposed to do?

Moments later>>>>

"Let go of me!" Logan suddenly heard as he tried to overcome his tipsiness. It was Chanel's voice.

"Chanel?" He said as he ran away from the table towards and towards her voice. He saw one of the men who was around the table, drunk and sexually harassing her.

"Get your hands off her!" He yelled as he launched a punch at him and that's where it all began>>>>>

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His teeth grit in murderous rage as he stares intensely at the road ahead. Lucas notices the fury on his face and stays quiet. There is an awkward silence in the car as both guys stare at the road in front.

"I'm gonna kill him" Logan mutters, his stare intensifying and his breath becoming deeper as they drive into the horizon.

Silence envelopes the car as they quietly speed down the freeway. The awkwardness of the silence intensifies as bloodlust can be felt emanating from Logan. It almost feels like a dark aura is surrounding him, something Lucas knows is unlike Logan.

Being cautious, Lucas quietly reaches for the radio and winds the knob to the right, turning up the volume a bit and causing the muffled lyrics of a country song to percolate through the air. The atmosphere is a bit dry as the brownish-red colors of dead leaves can be seen along the white and black boundary lines of the freeway. The soothing country song serenades the ears of both of them.

"Where are they?" Logan's somber voice suddenly shatters the silence.

'What in the world is he thinking?' Lucas thinks as he stares sideways at him.

"Man, I ain't got no idea where they at," Lucas says before commencing yet another regime of silence. He feels awkward as Logan stalls to give a response, stealing glances at him as he drives. "Look man, you gotta move on," he says, "You can't let some bitch hold you down no more. You're a free man Logan, a free man" he emphasizes.

"I'm not gonna let them play me like this," Logan says, gritting his teeth as he clenches his fists tightly. He is mad and is trying his best to keep his cool. After all, what had he done to deserve this?

"I gotta find a way to calm him down. He's gonna explode at this rate" Lucas thinks as he struggles hard to focus on the road ahead.

"Come on man, give me the location" Logan urges as he stares at Lucas, with eyes that almost seem like he's pleading.

"I'm sorry man, I can't let you hurt yourself again. Not after all this time" he responds.

"Fine then, I'll get it my way," Logan says, "I'm not the naive nice little guy I used to be. Ain't no way they're gonna make a fool of me twice," he says as he digs his hands in his pocket and yanks out his phone.

'What's he gonna do?' Lucas wonders in his thoughts as he takes sneak peeks at him. He dials a number and makes a call

'Tu! Tu! Tooh!' the phone rings as they wait for whoever is at the other end of the line to pick it up. Lucas is visibly nervous as he taps his fingers on the steering wheel in a rhythmic manner to the country song playing on the radio.

"Hello?" A deep voice responds from the other end of the phone. It kinda has an ebonic ring to it.

"Yeah, it's me, Luke," Logan replies.

"Hey, Luke ma man, how you doing?" The voice responds.

"I'm a good man" he replies, "Hey man, could you do me a favor?" He then asks.

"Sure man, what's the deal?" The voice responds.

"My girl's getting married to some dickhead called Sebastian."

"Wait for hold up man, you talking 'bout your gurl, your gurl?"

"Yeah, man. Turns out she was cheating on me the whole time" Logan responds.

"Man, fuck that bitch! You just say the word and Imma fuck that motherfucker up!" The voice says, which makes Logan chuckle.