Adam
Living beyond your years
Acting out all their fears
Acting out all their fears
So.
Lucas was dead. This was very sad of course. Adam had actually felt some grief for him - while they had not been massively close, the devilish man had been his first conversation in Caido, and he'd always seemed fun, even if Adam did never get to suck his dick. He had a shot in the bar dedicated to friends lost and blowjob opportunities missed to mourn.
But then it was time for action.
He had been the one most often in the Guild building and he had been the closest to Lucas; as far as Adam was concerned he was basically the guy's kid now, as far as inheritance went. If anyone wanted to argue about it they were welcome to do so, but he had guns and they didn't, so he was pretty sure he'd win. While a Guild was a lot of responsibility he did not necessarily want to take on, there was something undeniably sexy about owning a crime gang.
And now that he owned it, there were changes to make and plans to develop. He told the bartenders at the Rathskeller to look out for the members (pitifully few that they were) and tell them to arrive at 'the place' at 11pm on this night. Hopefully, they would work it out.
When they arrived, they would find Adam sat at the main table, boots kicked up over the edge and Coffee sleeping over his legs. A confident smirk on his lips he waited for all of his underlings to arrive, ready to flex his leadership muscles.
You won't remember this
