You catch a glimpse of the man upstairs coming down to the first floor. His two shotgun wielding bodyguards follow right behind him. They're built like brick shithouses and, thanks to the masks covering their face, barely even look human.
https://youtu.be/8AQFFvUhRTA - GANG BOSS
In comparison, the Boss looks like a lot less threatening by comparison. His baby blue eyes, messy blonde hair, and overall youthful physique hardly help him sell the image of a gang boss. Sure, he has the red and black checkered jacket and the general 'punk' attire but he's not really selling it to you. It's more like cosplay than an outfit he picked for himself.
He gets up onto the stage. The performers playing up there instantly turn off the music when they do, causing the dance floor to shut up as well. The only sound anyone can hear is the Boss' leather boots stomping on the stage he's standing on. He taps at the microphone to get everyone's attention.
"Hello." His voice is calm and collected. Polite, almost. "I would like to do a small little announcement. I believe all of you recall that little story about my brother, yes?"
A sea of murmurs pour out of the captive audience of thugs watching him.
"Great. I just heard that some of them got whacked by one man, if Lilith was right in her story." He instantly turns to look at the bar the four of you are sitting at. You try your best to play it cool. Your allies try their best to not look at him aside from Quentin, who stares right back at him.
He turns his gaze away from your bar. "Now. I know who sent them. And I know he was supposed to train you guys to be able to handle ONE man. I don't care how armed he is, you have numbers for a reason." He snaps his fingers. Another masked guard comes up the stage with a short red-haired man in tow. He has ropes binding his hands together.
"I believe I told you guys that I can't let my lil shitstain of a brother think he has a chance of getting back at me. If one of his stupid lil' homeless Cleaners can wipe out FOUR of my guys? Well, that's not right. The math doesn't add up."
"W-wait, boss, m-maybe Li-lilith was just spinning a story! Maybe she fucked up! Ever considered THAT?!" The bound man tries his best to get out of this situation. The Boss clicks his tongue with a disappointed look on his face.
"Her? Lie? Why, do you think one of my oldest associates would lie to my face?"
"I-It can't be me! S-she has to be-" He instantly shuts up when he feels the cold barrel of a shotgun placed at the back of his head.
"Tsk, tsk. Throwing someone under the bus to evade blame. How distasteful." He snaps his fingers again. You hear two sounds one after another. <span class="mu-r">A loud BOOM followed by blood and clumps of brain matter splattering against the floor.</span>
"Fuck." Lex covers his mouth, dryheaving as the body drops. Quentin stares on in silent horror. Ashley simply flinches but otherwise doesn't react.
>-1 RESTRAINT TO LEX AND QUENTIN 