Miles left the HQ earlier to go find his old homie. Rey was busy getting the security system back up and upgrading it and the others....being left to their devices. In order to find his best friend, he went back to his old neighborhood to run into the old man that always hung out in the front of the convenient store, seemingly never having no other place to go but to be seen by the wall smelling like cigarettes and muskiness. Sporting his hoodie, shades, cargo pants and casual boots, Miles walked up to the older man who he knew as Mr. White.
The man stood there, with his 40oz malt liquor, bicycle leaning against the wall, and a pack of cigs in his hand just looking at the world passing by when:
What's up Mr. White....You're never hard to find. The man looked over and stared at Miles for a minutes as the half smile which showed off his missing front bottom teeth "Lil Miles! boy I haven't seen you since you were nothing but a little git....what you doin around here boy? You look just like yo stank ass daddy hahahahaaaaaaaaaa!"
Miles watched him for a moment a little annoyed.
Yeah but I'm a grown man....trying to do big things...but anyways man, I had a question...have you seen Tito? Mr White thought about it "Yeah yeah the boy that looks like a damn freak...he gotta tail and stuff now...I think he was messin with some voodoo bitch if you ask me....I see him hangin out at that uh...uuuuh.....uuuuuhhh....plaza in mid town where the arcades and shops be at, right next to that park..." he said Miles nodded
Alright...thanks Mr. White....and you need to get a job...old bastard Mr. White responded with a smile "Yeah...well fuck you and have a nice day..." they say in a way to snap at each other but show mutual friendliness.
Miles headed to midtown and went to the plaza that holds Balls to the Wall Arcade. When he walked up to the arcade, he walked in and looked around but of coarse, he didn't see Tito inside. Looking through the window, he caught sight of Tito walking from the park towards the burger joint across he street. Miles walked outside
Tito! he ignored him
Yo....Tito! Tito ignored him again.
Murph..... Tito stopped and looked over with an annoyed expression
Only my homies call me Murph.....the fuck do you want Miles? he asked.
Miles smirked
Aren't we still homies? We always were boys... Tito rolled his eyes
Nah...we stop being boys when you became a government dog. Miles looked down for a moment. That was a common thought of ones who are from the streets that are on the other side of the law.
I'm not a government dog....this life chose me...but I not here as that...I'm here as Miles...you old homeboy that here to ask for- You got some large ones coming here asking for a favor from me. Don't you have other government dogs that can help you? The hell do you want from me? I need your skills....something I think you'll be very useful in handling....plus...I trust you more. and....what I'm doing could get me fired and possibly killed but if there's anyone I can trust in having my back in extreme situations or tight squeezes...it's you...the others don't know what I'm about to attempt so that's why I came and wanted to recruit you...For a moment, Tito was quiet until he laughed
Risking your rent-a-hero position huh....what the hell kind of job would you risk your career over? Some stuff was stolen from our HQ...I can't tell you what it is but I need your help in finding the people who took it. You were always known to be the hunter or searcher when we rolled together...no one could hide from you for long and I need you to look for some people or at least get info where they're located...@Wick
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