Dylan then too had come to rescue me again,this time I was grateful his men overtook the hijackers and saved us,he returned the diamonds of course and everything was back to normal,except me, I was suppose to be one of the best agents in the world and I needed help almost every time .

So then once we got back I told Dylan don't help me next time and he agreed the rest of the day went peaceful until Dylan got a call for an agent too help with a hostile situation between two street gangs in New York,they were more mob like gangs then you ordinary street gangs consisted of punks and misbehave teenagers ,these gangs had guns too then  and dealt with drugs.It sounded like an ordinary case to me,but once I arrived in New York then evaluated the situation that was going on ,I tracked down the two gang leaders themselves and figure the only way to beat them was to join them. So I did,I joined a street gang and Dylan did not include any details at all.
 

' Your ordinary street gang not,' I told myself sitting next to gang leader Opol as he then  lit another cigar as we sat at a table in one of a fancy restaurant that he usually ate at. I then watched him carefully trying to figure him out . He was in fact a hard man to figure out too.I had thought back of the time when I wanted to join a street gang as a teen, I almost did ,but the decision of becoming an agent was based  on the fact of my not joinging a street gang, it was a mean life indeed a tough son of a bitch the streets were too say the least .

Looking then at Opol I wonder how he became gang leader ? From  the life that street gangs have no life was an easy one to say the least police refuse to help when you ask, when there's a rumble or fight between two gangs to see whose better then the other someone gets hurt .
 

' I have to be really careful with this one,' I told myself.
 

to be continued