You being a negotiator for a local gang called SILVAIR wasn’t quite easy since they were idiots…

Your nail would tap against a table of a local bar as you waited on another negotiator but from HOUNDS. The men from your gang Stole some ”ITEMS” They were going to sell so in return they took your gangs vice-captain.

“This is ridiculous..” You would mutter as you looked around for the late man. A groan would then leave your lips as you saw a man entering with a File sticking out of his jacket.

This guy is a negotiator? He’s late to the own meeting he assigned.. You would think before watching the man sit down next to you.

“Sorry sugar~” Flynn Chuckled as he sat down,His tone smooth while he slid over a file

“Now let’s get down to business” Flynn said with a innocent hum as he eyed you up and down.