The task

Duke pants heavily while he held onto one of the guy's legs, who had turned limp from all the smackdown given to him. He slowly squats down and checks the guy's pocket in search of his money. And unlucky for him… It wasn't in his pocket.

Duke had tried something similar with the other guys before leaving them to regain consciousness. And his hope for getting the game he wanted, was jinxed. He angrily kicks the boy on the floor who he just finished with rounding his search. The guy gave a low weak groan.

Duke squats down and slowly starts to search for it with his bare hands. At this point, his vision was completely blurry and slurry. He searched for another 10 minutes screaming and cursing himself for taking the stupid deal just to earn extra money. Now he lost the one he managed to get too.

Duke's Ears tilts up when he hears footsteps from behind him. They itch closer and closer making him stop in his search of finding his money. It wasn't long before he heard other footsteps, it was as if they were running away in fright of something or someone. Duke stayed low, not moving as he prepared himself for any upshot.

"Looking for this?" The masculine voice raised a question, stopping few feet from where Duke squatted on the floor.

Duke on hearing that turned quickly and stood up. He could tell the new presence wasn't one of the boys that he had dealt with a while back.

"Give it to me." Duke says stretching his hand. He slowly opens his eyes not wanting to give the stranger the benefit of believing he was weak because he couldn't see well. Duke spotted a figure just few feet away from him. The man slowly starts to itch his way closer to duke, following the command Duke had gave. He got to where duke was and held onto his hand before slamming Duke's lens on it.

Duke furrowed his brows.

This wasn't money.

But he doesn't reject it nevertheless. He slowly fumbles with attaching the crooked lens back into shape. Satisfied he had place it back in he wore it.

The glass wasn't as bad as duke imagined it would be given the damage that was done on it. From All of Duke's possession, his glasses were the ones that survived the longest.

Duke stared upfront to stare at the man before him. The lens divided his figure but Duke was still able to see who it was and his face too.

He had a red hair that was twisted in a messy bun And pale emerald eyes to match.

"The names Dominique, You was to deliver my package?"

Right! the package. Duke recollects himself if he was to find the package he could still earn some cash. Duke looks around in search of the package. His hope for earning back his money started to wither away. It was while he was conducting the search he realized the boys were no longer on the floor.

His money is gone. The package gone too.

Duke shoulder sagged in dismay. He slowly turns to the man who was puffing out smoke from his cigarettes.

"I lost it." Duke mumbled sounding apologetic.

"Clearly, you did."

Duke didn't bother with explaining why or how. He thought it wise to come up with replacing it even if it meant selling one of his properties to do so.

"What was in the package, so I know how best I can refund?" Duke questioned.

"Nothing to get you worked up for." The man grunted again puffing out another smoke from his nostrils.

Duke didn't know if he should take that as a good thing. So he asked

"How do you mean, Sir?"

The man threw away his cigarette before dusting his hand. He did this And then turned to Duke. "Real question should be; how do you get your money back, and in triple fold."

Duke tilted his brows even more confused. What he was saying made sense but what confused him was the manner he went about interpreting it.

"And I have to say," The man continued "You did a good job dealing with those swines on your own. What amazes me even more, is that a human with no tiers could pull that off with someone with Six Tiers."

Duke opened his mouth to say something but then pause at the last moment. He said human like he wasnt. He has heard about the Tiers. It's like a charm given to you when you are able to pass through some certain levels.

Everyone talked about it, so it was hard not to notice or hear about it.

"So they took the money and the package? Please How do I find them? I promise to get it back" Duke raised a question after careful deliberation.

The man let's out a curt laugh. "They aren't a problem anymore. They broke a code, I'm pretty sure by now they are stripped off their tiers. They have been taken care of…"

"What about my money?" Duke interrupted with a question. He didn't really care about the others or what they do to them. He just wants to know how he can get his money back.

"You can get it back in three folds if you are willing to perform a task. Take it as a favor you owe me for ruining my package."

"I'm not sure I understand what you want me to do."

"First, you will need a new pair of glasses. Although, you seem like you can do a lot without them. Come along.. I'll brief you when you get to my apartment." He turns and starts walking back to the direction he came from but Duke doesn't move. When Dominique noticed this, he stopped walking and tilted his head to look at Duke and said. "We can't talk here. The Street have ears." He darts his eyes by the apartment around them as he murmurs the last part.

He turns to Duke when duke doesn't says anything. "If you are scared I will hurt you, you shouldn't. You seem like one who can handle himself and I don't even want to dare you."The man says casually amidst chuckle as he plays with the lighter in his hands.

"At least, tell me what task you need me to perform." Duke persisted still not moving an inch.

The man turned to Duke's direction.

"A package. I need you to bring me a package"

And with a grin, he continues his walk this time not bothering if Duke was following.

Duke sighed.

A package got him in the mess, it might as well get him the fuck out.