"Sir! We have found him and all the information regarding him. He is an ordinary thief and just has a mother named Lilly, who is as good as a person in a coma. His father's name is Jonathon James, who died six years ago in a car accident. We have kept him in our warehouse." Black Hand's bodyguard said, entering his lounge.

"Jonathon James," he said in a deep voice nodding his head, "Hmm, Ok. Keep him there and torture him until he spews where he has kept the briefcase. I'll come at 4'o clock to see him. You must have the information till then."

At 4'o clock, he was standing in the warehouse. It was an old-fashioned empty warehouse that looks like it was used as an oil storage place. Mike was tide on a wooden chair. His whole face was bleeding, and there were scars on eyes, cheekbones, and nose. He was groaning and spitting the blood.

"Has he said anything?" Black Hand asked, bending on Mike's face.

"Not yet, sir. We've been trying very hard, but he has not said a word." the bodyguard replied.

"I understand. After all, he is the son of that mulish Jonathon." A thunderstruck him, and he stares at Black Hand's red ugly face with utter surprise.

"How…do… you… know… my… father?" he asked him, hardly uttering the words.

He laughed sluggishly, "Because I plotted his death. Ooo, did you think that was an accident? Hahaha. It wasn't. That asshole officer was near to arrest me. He had all the evidence against me. That's why I had to kill him. Now it's your turn. But first, you will tell us about the briefcase, or your mother will die."

"I will never tell you, you rascal. You hear me, I will never." Mike shouted, gathering all his energy, trying to stand from the chair.

"I'll see that." "Keep torturing him until he speaks or dies," Black Hand ordered his bodyguard, "I'll come next morning."

Inspector Paul called the other police officers and ordered them to prepare a force. They were going to raid Joshua's place, "I want you well prepared. We have been chasing the drug dealer Black Hand for six years, and it's a long time. If we succeed in getting one of his dealers, it will be easy to catch him barehanded."

Three jeeps headed towards 160th Ave. It was a big bungalow, and on its every corner, there was a bodyguard. Vans stopped a little far. Police force covered the house and started shooting. As a result, they hit back. It took the troops an hour to get in. Two of them were killed in the firing. The police force invaded the house and captured him.

Paul was happy that the mission was successful. He has caught a big fish that will lead them to the leader. He arrested Joshua and bring him to the police station.

As the relation between Black Hand and Joshua was already worsened, it didn't take long to disclose all the details about the drug dealer. He told them everything.

"Chief! He has spitted out every detail about Black Hand. Now we need to prepare for everything, and for that, we'll need more force." Paul reported to the Chief.

"That's great. Don't worry about force. There will be no hurdle in getting more force. I have sent all the reports and details to Mr. President. He will soon order us to proceed. We'll get the orders till evening." the Chief replied.

"There is one more thing Chief. The number from which we received the call is owned by Jonathon's family."

"Jonathon, James?"

"Yes, sir, him."

"After we deal with Black Hand, we'll get back to them. I have to apologize for many things." Chief said, thinking something.