The Established Siblings Of The Pack

Chapter 4

to the first floor of the basement parking lot, only to find a straight-faced Hades in all black standing by the elevator hall entrance after stepping out of the elevator.Using the dim lighting in the hall, Kingsley wiped his forehead in exasperation. “Can you not make yourself so scary next time? Where’s the car?”“At lot B704,” replied Hades deferentially as he handed Kingsley the car keys with both hands. “Ares, we’ve already purchased the whole of Qustia Park, located in Central Tech Valley, to use as our temporary lodging in Cleapolis.”“Alright, got it. I’ll contact you guys immediately if anything. Careful not to blow your cover.” “Yes, Ares.”Following that, Kingsley went to the parking spot, B704, while swinging the set of car keys, only to find a janky 90’s Volkswagen Santana lying there like it would immediately come apart as soon as he started its engine, on its last legs.“F*cking hell…” After cursing, he pulled his phone out to call Lancer. “This is the car you got me?!”“That’s right,” Lancer said soberly. “You requested for an average car that isn’t flashy. But all the ones in the headquarter are worth over millions, which don’t fit your requirement. I only managed to find this one after searching the whole Cleapolis Military District.”“You… Had it not occurred to you that you can get a new car that’s about two hundred thousand?”“It has. But we can’t pick it up within twenty minutes and send it to Hill Crest Hospital.”Lancer seemed to have realized what he said wasn’t very appropriate, so he added, “Boss, I’ve tested this car. It’s well maintained enough to take you around. I’ll get you a new one in a couple of days.”“Forget it. I’ll find one myself when I’m free.”After hanging up, Kingsley checked his watch to find it had just passed noon.Since it’d be late night by the time Alice finished with the surgery, he decided to grab lunch near the hospital before returning to the orphanage to pick up Grandpa Joe.The janky Santana instantly grabbed many’s attention after it squeaked out of the underground parking.While waiting at the red light, the BMW driver beside Kingsley rolled down his window and shouted toward him, “Cool ride, dude! You sure this car is allowed to be on the road? You have someone in the traffic police department, don’t you?”Kingsley returned a polite, fake smile to him, then turned his head embarrassingly to one side to find a news reporting on the big screen by the side of the road.“Recently,