I was still waiting for Emilio to return from his job when I heard a gunshot from outside. Something very serious was going down. Roger and Luke were supposed to be our protectors on the outside of the building. I got my gun and looked over at Zaccheo and Dalmazio. I wanted them to come with me. They were also security guards for the speakeasy. Both of them nodded and got their guns. We all went downstairs together as a show of force. I went first. I was older and way stronger than them. Roger and Luke were under fire from 4 guys. We were instantly plunged into combat. I could tell that they came from the Electric Fangs. This was a grudge and they were just going to grind us out of existence. We were lucky they came here. Kazbek and Bekkan were alone inside the brewery. They would have been taken by surprise by these thugs. Since I had the ability, I took a shot at the one closest to me for free. That knocked him down to critical. Zaccheo went next and took him out. Dalmazio shot one, but missed. They were too small for their guns. It debuffed them. That was fine. They hit hard.
Roger and Luke exchanged shots with the enemies on their turns. I was able to kill one outright on my first real turn of combat. My initiative was still not that high. That was 2 down already. Zaccheo missed his target. Dalmazio got a head shot this time. He killed the guy. Roger and Luke took care of their last guy. There was a very close call when he got a critical hit on Luke before he went down. I was able to patch all of them up with my supplies. It was the least I could do after they defended our racket from these invaders. Now that we were able to heal up and move on, it was back to business as usual. Emilio came back a couple of hours later. He missed all the fun. It really was a shame. I was actually happy that I was here for this and not another stupid mob doctor job. We told him what happened and he was shocked. Emilio agreed that we should reward our brave bodyguards. We gave them each $2500. It was well within our means to do so. Emilio was asked to help out a Devil Crew lieutenant of the South End. He was going to need to help out their lieutenant's mom from an illness. Cool.
We were in the Red Light district. We were not far from Miracle and Brandon. That was how we were able to keep in touch and get all those low level jobs. If Emilio could pull this off, we could get closer to becoming part of a mafia family. The reason that he was chosen for this job was because we frequented the brothel in his territory so often. We never actually bought anything. We just would come in to troll our friend for a bit while he was working there. Nicolò hated his job. None of the whores liked him either. Why would they? Since the whores were also working, they only had time to talk to us when they were taking a break from serving clients. It was during those breaks that I got close with Ronan and Cameron. They were both really outgoing and friendly people. Emilio had to remain polite or he would be kicked out. We were not actually patrons. Nicolò was an asshole to all the other members of the brothel. I asked him why it was making him so upset. He just glared at me. "You know why." he said. I sighed. Emilio had to do multiple things to make sure she made a recovery. I cheered.
