This was a secured place way down the strip in a small gate in an old building down a cellar, here he had built up a good shelter there he could lick his wounds now and then without any knowing where he was. Not even his CL knew about it, it was all his, he had found this place sometimes ago and during many nights putting it all together and now it was ready for use.

The den was pretty big and there was all things needed to be in here for days if needed but even sneaking away for half days in here was like heaven and he really needed this sometimes to collect things happene now and then, not all could be talked through by his boss it was better sometimes to just get away and sort things out by himself, he was a bit of a lonely person that suited best if having his own space to settle things in life without anyones interference on things.

He sat or layd nearly down in his brand sofa and just sipped from a drink he just poured up, life were pretty good when thinking about it, nothing seems to be to hard, he finish up his drink and goes out in the night but first he locks up his dear den so no one could get in, pretty awsome locks he had, if any wanted to get in they had to blow it up and then the whole building would be destroyed and who deared doing that with a police-station just around the corner, he laughed at himself when he walked on the strip.

He comes by car and parks it a bit from his den and walks the last bit to be sure no one spots him or his hide-out, after checking the area closest to the house where his den were he decides that all is clear and walks slowly towards the door, suddenly a man appears in the shadows and comes towards him, LonelyWolf stops and study him closely, pretty long and seems like this guy been around before, he were only five yards from him and he opens his ugly mouth and asks for FuriousWolf, he asks the man what he wants with him, non of you business sire, are you him or not, no says Lonely and tell the man his name, have you proof of that he asks, LonelyWolf picks up his id-card, and the man checks it and says ok, he believed him, he gives back the id-card and sas goodbye and turns around and walks away into the shadow and out then to the strip, what was this Lonely wondered, he walked back to his house and checked one more time before entering it, he close the door nehind hm since he had decided to stay the night this time, he had to get this straighten out what this man wanted his dead twin-brother.

He ha dpoured up a double scotch and sat in his sofa and tried to think htrough the happening with this weird guy, he sure will get to the botton with this thing later on, thats for sure.

He was tired and walked down the strip, he meat up with some strippers that was really upset, they told him that a guy had beaten up one of them and he asked to see this girl right away, they followed him into a darl street and whistles and out from the darkness a little girl comes to them, she couldnt be more than 17y old and he started to ger furious without knowing all the details, when he got them and what direction this damn man walked he thanked them and told them he now take care of this awful man for them, he hurries away and soon spots the man in front of him, he follows him and just when he turns and walks into a street with little light  on he run after him and get to him, and asks him why he did what little firl, he starts to mumble and say he didnt do anything wrong, she just didnt do what I needed to be done, you.... he say and takes up his gun and point it at his head, are you reeady for this now then you punk, plz plz says the frigten man, ok I let you live but only if you follow me and say sorry to this little girsl and pay her what she wants, anything he says, he just also peed on himself, bastard, come on he says, and they walk back to the girls and sorts things out, then he say to the man, not on more time your face here on our street, then you knwo what happens, he runned away and I think he run to death really, the girsl thanks hi for his goow work to help them out. And he went down to his den to take a break and sleep a while.

He came down the road by foot and saw a tremendous police-gruop standing in the street.corner into where his den was, he got a bit scared, what had happened now, he hadnt been at his place for two days so he got pretty scared now and moves towards the police slowly and tried to look like any one that just stood there and watched in curiousity.

When he comes nearer he saw two men laying on the street with there heads blown out, it looked like an execution really, ambulance-personal were about to take care of the body and the police asked people around to to see if any witness were there but it didnt seems like any had seen anything or they just lied to the polcie. There so much blood on the street so a fire-truck was also there and now when the bodies were gone that started to water the street so all blood ran down the drain and the street looked as it use to again.

He had seen enough, he walked away took a little walk before headed back to the den when the police had driven away again, he couldnt really understand why they were killed so near his den, was it anything he should bother about or not, that was the question, he decided to put such thoughts back in head for a while, while he walked he saw the police-cars driving by him, he let them drive away and after some time he chnaged direction and walked back to his den.