Chapitre 111: If there's a problem, we remove it, right?

Night time, down town. The time when certain parts of the city came alive. The time perfect for creatures of the night to go to work. Meandering through the darkness rather too graciously.

Reggie, Gunther, and Randal stood at the edge of a rooftop, a trio of dark silhouettes against the backdrop of the city skyline.Dressed in all black attire, Reggie and his brothers stood at the top of the roof, their figures cloaked in long overcoats that billowed in the wind like shadows come to life.

Each wore a fitted black shirt and pants underneath, with hats pulled low over their brows to conceal their features in the dim light. Their attire lent them an aura of menace and authority as they surveyed the world below, their silhouettes blending seamlessly with the darkness of the night.