Chapter 165

It was nightfall. The air was still, the surrounding eerily quiet. The usual night sounds were absent as though they had a premonition of what was to happen.

Aiden walked in long strides towards a rundown motel. He had gotten intel that one of the remainjng Black lagoon comander was currently in there with a woman. He had evaded capture for sk long that he had began to drop his guard.

He had been sighted in one of the clubs, bragging loudly about how he was as slippery as fish, difficult to catch.

Soon after, his story had changed to how he had fought off his opponent's in their hundreds with just a baseball bat. With each change in story, he bought a drink and guzzler it down. He felt he had been lucky and all the commanders of the Black Lagoon was dead. To him, that meant that only he had access to the wealth of the Black Lagoon. He was going to cart away their riches and relocate to a quiet island, if possible buy the island and fortify it against intruders.

Across the bar, a lady