Xander
The envelope contained a large stack of bills, some hair in a plastic baggie, and a letter, no signature but the sender was obvious,
Hound,
Though I’m certain you’ve heard already about the change of guard, so to speak, with the Reapers that is the least of our concern right now. In the vacuum of power left by their suddenly, albeit short lived, absence that “King” of ours is sure to come waltzing in to finish off the weak Reapers to tip the balance of power. Being that you and I are among the only demons on note in the city He’s sure to come knocking soon. Be ready. If you need aide in dealing with him let me know. He’s not to be underestimated.
Also, you should avoid seeing your family if at all possible, tell them to go on a trip, if you need help convincing them to leave for a bit let me know, last thing we need is your competent side going MIA for a bit. Speaking of missing cognitive functions, the Clown if back as well, watch your ass kid.
Anyway, to business; a client needs to find a deserter of his who took some classified files when he ran. Guy’s name is Mallory, Henry Mallory, he’s somewhere on the lower east side, there should be a hair sample to help you locate him. Typical job, find him and let me know, I’ll handle the rest. Enclosed, as I’m sure you’ve noticed and are probably counting by now, is a down payment for the next job. Consider it a good faith payment you’ll accept the contract.
Xander lounged out in the back of his limo, wondering when he’d feel it, that damn Betrayer, the one who claimed himself King of the Void, it’d been a few hundred years since they had last ‘talked’ and several small towns in Germany were still buried under ash. Okay, maybe not that bad, but a mountain was missing a side in the Alps, that was the Betrayers doing there, Xander had more respect for mother Earth. Anyway that wasn’t really his issue at the moment, though it was his motivation. The situation had his whole existence threatened, his way of life. As it stood the Betrayer would gain too much ground and Xander would no longer be able to fly under the radar. Of course there was option one and two here, he could either help the Reapers long enough to where they could play his decoys again, or he could eat them, and hope the power he gained would be enough to best the Betrayer and his henchmen. He didn’t like the odds of either. “Turn here Daniel… then it’s the forth alley, should see a few people out there.” he was closer now, close to Morgan, he knew there were two of him out right now, but he’d gone for the real one, suspecting that was who he really needed to speak with. It would be Morgan’s answers that would decide which option Xander would take, and thus the fate of his siblings.