Realistic or Modern Gangs of Birmingham - IC Thread [Open & Accepting]

[neverbackdown]

Horizon Lounge
- Westside, Birmingham, England -

Dylan Jones
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Dylan leaned back in his chair, focused on his father as he spoke. He stayed quiet, nodding here and there to show he was listening. As he absorbed his father’s thoughts, Dylan started to piece together ideas, weighing what might create the most chaos for the Walkers and Fletchers and what could bring the greatest advantage to their side.

"I think Thomas could definitely be a weak spot, but honestly, I’d bet more on the nephew," Dylan said, thinking out loud. "Getting to Thomas might push Robert in the direction we want since he’s the youngest and all, but Jackie... he could tear things down from the inside. Then again," he added with a shrug, "the guy's a liability himself, so who knows if he’d even be up to the task or at the very least be trusted to do anything right."

The mention of Rory made Dylan sit forward in his seat. "By all accounts, you won't get anywhere near the Fletchers without taking her out of the equation," he said. "So, I do think knocking the wind out of her could be a smart move, might even be necessary. Plus, it’d send a strong message to Tony. The baby sister? I’d say he’d play right into your hand if she’s on the line." Even suggesting hurting a girl made Dylan feel uncomfortable, the words leaving his mouth feeling foreign. He wasn’t the type of man to raise his fists to a woman, or even threaten one, especially not someone younger than himself. But in this world, he knew there were times when playing dirty was necessary, and he was all too aware of that reality. Given the life Rory led, and the stories Dylan had heard, it was clear that she was no stranger to this harshness. She was more than prepared for it.

As his father signaled for new drinks, Dylan finished his cocktail and set the glass back down on the table. He bit his lip, considering the question his father had just asked. It was the same question that had been gnawing at Dylan's mind since he found out the information, and yet no matter how many times he turned it over, he couldn't make sense of it. He shrugged as he looked at his father.

"I honestly don't know," Dylan admitted. "Robert seems to keep protecting her in some way. Apparently, she roughed up one of his guys and still walked away with her gun and as you said got her out of jail. There's something fishy going on there." He leaned back slightly, the thought lingering in his mind. "I keep coming back to some kind of family secret... maybe they’re related somehow? But that’d be ridiculous, right?" he asked as he looked at his father again wondering if he would laugh at his assumption but it was the only reason he could think that Robert would be protecting the youngest child of his enemy.

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