Who could have known that his idiots, instead of going after their pre-selected target, would get the wrong person and kidnap a police academy student instead of an ordinary person?

And who could have known that this very student—who hadn’t yet mustered the courage but had gathered a wealth of information about police affairs—would offer him a deal? And would end up working for the very monsters from whom they were supposed to protect people.

Ren left the auction hall with a sigh after some сunt managed to free her hand from the shackles and scratch his face quite badly. He deliberately took a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped the blood from his cheek, watching as the blonde girl he’d beaten for such antics was dragged away by his men.

Ren was just about to go and have a rest or a drink when he heard cars approaching the base. The new haul and his favourite employee had returned home.

He took off his hat, ruffling his hair and the ears flattened beneath it, and headed for the hangar. The cars had just driven down the ramp; somewhere above, the automatic locks on the unremarkable metal doors clicked. Ren’s tail tip began to sway smoothly from side to side as he watched his boys carry away the new stock for the auction. Not seeing his favourite little head among them, he squinted and called out, standing on the bridge above the hangar. “Hey. Where’s {{user}}?”