Rani's pov
On a wet rainy night, I went down to the nearby liquor store. Whenever Uncle Jon, had company, he’d always send me out here to get his usuals, Jack Daniels and a pack of cigarettes. The owner Tim wasn’t allowed to sell me these things since I was underage, and I wasn’t so happy getting these in the first place. Luckily for me, I wasn’t buying these items tonight.
Ever since my cop father died on the job, my notorious uncle took me in when I was nine years old. He wasn’t happy about it since he saw me as a liability in his line of work. My mother? Well, she left me when I was five. She was supposed to by the legal guardian but she failed to turn up, and now I was stuck with my safe cracking, uncle Jon.
“Hey, Rani.”
“Sup Tim.” We greeted each other as usual.
Tim knew who Jon was since he carried a pistol on him. Lucky for me, he wasn’t around.
I went towards the refrigerators at the back, I got a call on my phone.
"Hello?" I picked up the anonymous call.
"Rani! Listen to me very carefully, get out of town right now."
It was a call from my uncle who was currently in the penitentiary jail. What was he stressing about now? We already paid the rent.
"Uncle Jon, calm down what's going on?"
"Rani they've killed Luther." He stressed over the line.
That weed-stinking douchebag that was supposed to be his lookout. Is dead?!
I froze upon hearing this.
"What? But you guys are in jail?"
They were both caught red-handed, two months ago.
"Rani, I don't have time to explain. Look, remember what I told you to hide?"
How could I forget? It's what got him into trouble in the first place. Those damn diamonds.
"Yeah."
"Take it to Carlito."
Ok, he's officially crazy. Carlito was the one that roped in my safe-cracking uncle and Luther to steal in one of the biggest casinos in Vegas.
More importantly, Carlito was not just a normal bad guy with a gun. He was more of a dangerous man on the supernatural side.
"Uncle Jon, he's a wolf!" I whisper and yelled trying not to draw attention to myself.
Ever since the race of wolves had appeared on Earth 8 centuries ago, the race of men had no chance of standing up to them, They were five times faster, stronger, and more intelligent and they had a life span of over six hundred years on them and guess what. They aged slowly. And finally, they were of course superior to us. If we valued our lives, we had no choice but to fall in line, the Kings and Queens fell into submission as they took over, town by town, city after city and conquered many lands and countries along the way.
Of course, as time went by, packs formed and so did the alliance with men.
In this modern day and age, we all belonged to a pack. We were governed by them, and if fell out of submission or turned against them we’d end up in jail, for a long, long time, and sometimes "accidents" happened that took their lives. Thinking about it now, I'm pretty sure a pack member no doubt killed Luther.
Luckily for me, I lived in a town that was less populated by the canine club. Sure we had an Alpha, but they hardly patrolled our small town.
Not all Alphas are rich. Some make poor gambling decisions and quite frankly end up broke. Soon after they obviously join a pack or even worse. They go Rogue. In order for them to guard our towns and cities, the Alpha demands to be paid a large amount. These payments also go towards his pack members that help recruit to protect us. If the Mayor of the town can’t pay the Alpha the fee to protect us from rogue attacks, we are most definitely screwed.
This town was run by the local sheriff who works under the Alpha, and the crime rate was quite low in this boring town of Red Sun Valley.
Jon had brought me here away from the city three years ago to 'lay low' unfortunately two months ago the law caught up to him, and put him and his cracked-up partner behind bars.
More over Carlito was a bad traitorous werewolf, that was no doubt a friggin rogue.
"Look, he's the only one that can protect you. You need to get to him and find him at the Iguana bar."
"Where's that?"
There was a short pause of silence before he answered.
"Mexico."
"MEXICO?!"
Tim shot his head up from whatever book he was reading and looked towards me with a curious gaze. I simply smiled back and got back to the refrigerators. The old timer got back to minding his business as I carried on listening to Jon. He was talking like he was next in line to get ‘hit’.
"Just get the gems to him before those other a$$holes get to you, Rani."
I grabbed some juice drinks and sandwiches to go and paid quickly at the check-out putting my uncle on hold for a second. Tim packed my items into a brown paper bag.
“Something happening in Mexico?” Asked the old fart. He was so nosey.
“Yeah, a big party. Can’t wait to attend it.” I lied grabbing the goods in a rush.
“Well, have a good party,” Tim shouted out as I looked back at him with a short smile and a nod, secretly, not at all happy. Who were the other a$$holes Jon was talking about?
Once I got out, I continued the call.
"Uncle Jon, who are the other people you're talking about and why are they coming after me?!"