The King of City

4 I Will Pay You Back

Weeks before leaving for Lucien, Lionel had been thinking about the best way to start the investigation, so after much thought, he knew that the best way was to travel to Lucien and try to find information from there since he was sure that in his organization they had hidden a lot of information.

But he knew that he could not appear there as Lionel King, because it would be very suspicious if he arrived at Lucien without an order from Frederic, so they would try to hide things from him, so the most viable option was to change his identity, he had to be a completely different person, he had to change his nationality, his age, his identification number, of course, his name, even his blood type; he couldn't leave any gaps by which they could identify him.

That night, when Beau and Lionel met the guy at the bar, they had just arrived from a mission. They were sitting at the bar drinking wines and mixing them, since it was a Lionel hobby, when a short man entered, in a short-sleeved plaid shirt, beige pants and office shoes, he didn’t have much hair, so to hide his baldness using the hair that grew on his temple to cover it, also suffered severe myopia, so he had glasses with a lot of magnification. 

The man simply went to have a drink, when some bullies wanted to have fun, with him; They took off his glasses and began to play at throwing each other, with the poor little man in the middle. Lionel couldn’t stand the abusers, so he wanted to meddle in the matter.

"Hey! You're not being nice to that man, give him back his glasses or I'll start playing the same as you, but with your balls."  Lionel threatened him, he had never been very tactful

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU TALK TO? DISGUSTING PUBIC HAIR!" One of the men insulting the little man with the glasses insulted him.

“You're right, how silly I’m! Pigs don´t speak my language.” As soon as he said that the two men released the little man's glasses and pounced on Lionel who was used to fighting several enemies at the same time. One of the men tried to land a right hook, which Lionel easily dodged and grabbed his arm and twisted it as the man asked to be released, however, Lionel didn´t, on the contrary, he liked to hear how he cried out in pain so he twisted it more. Seeing how he was beating his partner, the other man came to his rescue, but before he could do anything, Lionel knocked him out with a high kick that caught him in the lower part of the chin and sent him in the air. While Lionel had his rival subdued on his knees suffering from pain, he told him.

“Now ask this distinguished gentleman for forgiveness!” He said tightening his arm even more

“AAAH! Forgive me ... we didn't want to bother you.” He said sweating from the excruciating pain.

“Now tell him ‘I am at your service master’ while you kiss his hand!”

“DON'T BELIEVE ...” Lionel twisted his limb so hard that he was about to split it, “I’m… at your service, master.” Then, he kissed his hand, and Lionel, who felt satisfied, released his arm.

He immediately stood up from the ground, his arm still sore and went to help his friend who was still unconscious, walking slowly with him on his back and sputtering curses and empty threats between his teeth so that Lionel wouldn't hear them, he left the Bar.

“I’m very grateful that you have helped me.” said the little man, although Beau didn’t move a single finger, he just stared.

“No problem, I could do it for anyone needing help.” said Lionel, downplaying his act of bravery.

“Please, let me compensate you, I can offer ‘services’” Said the man adjusting his glasses/

“What kind of ‘services’?” Beau asked who had sincerely taken an interest in the little man/

“You see, I get something that is not available in markets.” The little man said with a mocking chuckle.

“Are you a black-market intermediary?” Lionel asked who didn’t like rounds.

“SHHHHHH! Not so strong, there may be police here!” said the little man without knowing the profession of Lionel and Beau.

“It’s true!” Lionel and Beau said at the same time with laughter, the little man didn’t understand the joke, but he didn’t care.

“Anyway, if you need something from ‘there’, let me know” He said extending them a card” By the way, my name is Charles.

After saying that, the little man left the bar, with indescribable joy. While Lionel and Beau kept that contact that someday could serve them and apparently that day had arrived. After Lionel called Charles, talked to him, and told him what he needed, he gave him very clear instructions that he should wait in the alley that was a few blocks from the bar where they first met, and that was done at the foot of the letter.

He was waiting for almost an hour without a trace of the little man when suddenly a guy with a black coat appeared and told him.

“Are you?” ask him the strange man

 ”I’m what?” Lionel asked that he hadn’t yet related that man to the reason why he was there.

“Charles's envoy.” Said the man who was getting desperate

“Yes, I am.” Lionel replied

“Follow me.”

They went to the bottom of the dead-end, but it's quite confusing that right next to the wall was a dumpster.

“Get in!” The man said pointing to the trash.