A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

The quiet place became lively because of the new school. And in LA, the city also had a new start because the gangs that had dominated the city for over a decade had been removed.

The most powerful gang, Devil’s Herd, who got involved in drug trafficking, had been cracked down. The head of the gang, Dan Gilbert, was arrested. Most of his men and partners in drug networks were also arrested. The remaining people at large were listed as the national most wanted with bounty.

The luxury and debauchery in the nightclubs had been suspended for rectification. Some recreation centers in the red-light district had also been shut down.

The business in the streets started to flourish after being freed from the burden of protection fees extorted by the gangs for years.

It was like the haze hanging over the city for a long time finally dissipated with the wind blowing from the sea, and the people who suffered from it felt relieved and cheered.

However, the most cheerful people were the persons who made the greatest effort in this action. One evening in a restaurant, Jimmy and his teammates were celebrating the success of the action.

There was a rumor that because of the excellent performance of the team, their captain would be promoted to a higher position. Hence the position of captain would have to be filled up by someone from the team.

Without a rival, Jimmy would be the best choice for that position. Somebody had already started to call him to captain during the dinner.

Claire had toasted to the team members one by one. When she came to Jimmy, she was a little drunk. She said to Jimmy, “Thanks for taking care of me all the time, Brother. I will work harder.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Bill teased her, “Come on, Claire. You haven’t toasted me yet.”

Claire and Bill always bickered in the office. Claire picked a piece of ox meat with bone with a fork and flung it to the face of Bill, and said, “Come, Bill. Take the bone.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

The group of men started to tell some dirty jokes after drinking some wine. One made fun of Bill’s lousy shooting, “Bill, you need practice shooting. As a man, shooting in the wrong place would bring you trouble.”

Claire could not participate in this kind of conversation, so she went out to get some fresh air. She found there was a person sitting on the step smoking. He seemed a little sad sitting there alone.

Claire walked over and sat down by him. “They are telling dirty jokes now?” Jimmy knew them very well.

“Yes. Boss.”

“You picked this line of work. You have to get used to that.”

“You are not like them.”

“Are you sure?” And then he thought of another person and her innocent bright eyes.

After some silence, Claire reminded him, “You should call your aunty and uncle. They must be worried about you.”

Jimmy nodded and said he would call after he went back. After a second thought, he extinguished the cigarette and took out the phone.

As he was going to dial, the phone rang. A strange number. He answered it. It was silent on the other side for a moment, and then a teenager’s voice asked, “Are you, Sergeant York?”

“Yes. It is Jimmy York. Who is this?”

“Can you find justice for my dad?”

Jimmy was startled. He thought of the silent teenager on the porch of Carter’s house. He said with determination, “I will try my best for your dad and for my uncle.”

Then he heard the teenager say in a low voice, “The thing you want, I can give you.”

Two hours later, Jimmy drove a detour in the city before he got home. He got upstairs hastily and locked the door after he got in, pulled close the curtains. Then he took out a package in a black plastic bag.

He sat down at the desk, turned on the table light, took a deep breath, and started to unpack the package.

The boy was young, but he had a sophisticated mind. Probably the night he lost his parents made him grow up all of a sudden. He said on the phone that the day Jimmy went to see his father, he came back home after school and overheard their talking.

After Jimmy was gone, his father fell into silence and meditation. He observed his father secretly.

The next day, he went to school, and his father died. He had seen where his father hid the thing. So after a few days of pondering, he made up his mind.

To avoid the same fate as his father, he hid the thing in the pond of a park. That was why Jimmy made a detour to the park and went back home to get rid of anyone who might tail him.

Layer after layer of protection, the last package was a rusty tin box that was used to hold biscuits.

Jimmy opened the box. There was a stack of bills inside. The ink on the paper faded a little, but one could still clearly see the contents, cargo, quantity, and consignee.

And some pictures whose corners had turned yellow. Among them, one showed a full crate of guns.

The last thing was a letter. The paper was white, and the ink was new…

Jimmy read it silently and carefully, word by word from beginning to the end, and he was petrified.

It was shocking!

Even though he had suspected it earlier, he was still shocked by the facts put down in black and white and the pictures.

After he didn’t know how long, he moved and raised his hand to his mouth. He could not stop the sobbing from his nose and the tears from his eyes.

For this evidence, his uncle had lost his life, and the honest man had lost three fingers.

And he lost his life eventually.

Now, after many twists and turns, the evidence came to Jimmy’s hand. He felt a fire rising from his heart that burned more and more vigorously. His hand, which held the corner of the letter, trembled and then clenched with all his strength until it turned pale.