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Ben roams the empty streets; a hunched, brooding figure in black Adidas tracksuit jacket with the trademark triple stripes. He puts both his hands in the jacket pockets, looking a bit shackled from the way the lower front of the jacket is bulging. He hangs his head. He takes in the dim lights and the muted sounds of the city that acts like a baby – little by little quieting down but still refusing to fall asleep. The stores are shuttered and his footsteps ring hollow on the sidewalk. The only people still awake are in it for the long haul: security guards and contact center agents on night shift. The cars in these parts are mostly taxis, and getting fewer and farther in between. The sound of their tires gripping the asphalt crescendoes and then decrescendoes perfunctorily, their passengers eager to get home to a warm meal or a soft bed. There’s a distinct halo around the first-quarter moon above and, through the humid air, Ben gets a whiff of urine and uncollected garbage, all of w
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Boys Are Wolves Chapter 19: Brains, Brawn and Breeding
Ben grimaces on his back. A bare face is floating over him. He can see it through his one good eye. His entire face feels raw. He recognizes the face, looming and large, from the photos in his file. It’s Albert Diego Villalobos Jr. aka DJ. Casino heir. The third and last of Nu Kappa Nu Batch ’19. If Marc’s the Brains and Robin’s the Brawn, DJ would be the Breeding. Apparently, DJ has taken off his ski mask because he’s feeling hot. DJ is the only child of Albert Diego Sr., himself a Howler and an alumnus of Enderun U. Albert Diego Sr. is the founder, chairman and CEO of Ace of Diamonds Resorts & Entertainment Inc (traded on Nasdaq as ACED). DJ is the boyfriend of Brianna Iris Torres Durante. This morning, although it feels like eons ago right now, Kane has alerted Ben to the recent development of domestic violence between the couple. Ben knows the root of the issue. Beatrice’s father, Mr. Durante, is the president of Global Dominion Inc, an online cockfight gambling firm that, at i
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“Don’t,” a voice hisses and Ben feels body-lightening relief wash over him. He recognizes Marc’s voice. {That’s it, Marc, you sly old sled dog,} he thinks to himself, if a bit nonsensically. {You’re the lead dog here. Keep your mutts in line.} “Put that away,” Marc says. “Dean Lazaro says we can’t kill him. We don’t know how tight he is with the White Wolf, Retaruseta. Besides, I’ve got a better idea what to do with that bitch.” Ben is calmly evaluating his position from a mostly detached space because he’s close to blacking out again. All things considered, he’s fine. He’s going to pick himself up after they leave. Broken bones will mend and wounds will heal. The important thing is he’s still alive. That’s one thing he learned from prison. Prison. Hell on earth. Where a 270-pound giant comes at you with a shank made out of toothbrush. Your worst nightmares come to life. Where you have to be steel and ice and show no trace of fear. Where you have to sleep with one eye open and grow
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Vidi is a sleep-deprived, empty-socketed skull. His brow is riddled with furrows. Not one of the Red Soil denizens dared come to his aid when he was heard screaming. Ben pictures his assailant holding him down as though in a rape. Ben squats closer to Vidi. There’s no chair in the shack. “Tell me what happened. Who did you go up against?” “Just a man, from one of those organic salons uptown. You know, for girls.” Ben catches a whiff of Vidi’s halitosis and wonders whatever happened to the medical-dental missions. Vidi lifts both his hands and flashes him his nails. They’re short and flat-tipped but painted sapphire. Ben notices his forearms too. They’re the size of a child’s; his shirt is as big as a sail on him. “Ever since Angela went to school and you and Rafa did your time, I’ve been sort of a lone operator, you know. I’ve been hitting those salons just for a color change, not a full manicure, cause it costs much cheaper. I have my own bottle of polish remover and, in just thi
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