-Wilhelm.- Wallence was woken up by a walkie talkie with Lord Dion's voice.
-It's Wallence, sir, what are your orders?
-Whatever, come to level 12 right friggin' now, we're having a goddamn working class strike at the moment, get here NOW or I won't be paying you anymore!
-You don't pay me sir...
-GET. DOWN. HERE.

Wallence got out of his bed before kissing his homemade Lord Dion bodypillow with muscular chest and an unnaturaly huge erection and putting it into the closet in his room. He put on his clothes and his grey balaclava, he took a gun with sleeping darts and left towards the elevator. When he arrived at level 12 he saw Lord Dion talking to the angry, worried and scared Rafinery workers and hitmen shouting and arguing.

-EVERYONE CALM THE FUCK DOWN!- Dion exclaimed.-WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU EVEN WANT FROM ME?!
-We want safety!-One of them answered.-We saw officer Gerald Grannykill, we can clearly see what these long neck dudes can do. We have families!
-Then why are you working in a mafia?! You can die every day, every minute, every second. Actually, I can kill you right now if I want to.-Dion answered with slight anger.
-You shoot me? HA! I know you can't do it, boss! You need us
-Do you think you matter to me, expandable unit?- Dion grabbed a glock and shot the complainer.-Now, the rest of you clean this mess, erase his family's memories and get back to work or you'll end up like him.

The other expandable units nodded and the strike ended. Dion and Wallence went to an elevator to go to level 2, the bakery. This was the place where officer Cep Prosty was unfreezing officer Grannykill the wole night. Now he is awake and Dion is ready to interrogate him. Officer Wallence was very happy to be in an elevator with Lord Dion for and entire minute and a half. He was constantly looking at him like he's looking at an angel, yer it was a 56 year old man with a midlife crysis. Lord quickly noticed the strange way Wallence is looking at him. He slapped him.

-What are you looking at, shitface?
-I- I'm sorry, sir, I'm just... uh...-Wallence blushed even more, but couldn't finish the sentance, because they arrived at the bakery.

-What is the situation, officer?-Dion looked at Cep.
-I menaged to wake him up just now, he's still terrified, but he can talk.

After they all entered the room Gerald was in they asked him about what happened.

-It was so quick... He hit my face with his neck and then I saw something. Like a cloud. Then I was frozen and I woke up to Cep in this room.-Grannykill said stuttering.
-Could you tell me how he looked? The guy who attacked you?-Lord Dion asked while Cep and Wallence were noting every single word.
-He had a white beard... He looked like he's like 80... maybe 90... and he had something gold on his long neck, like an armour piece with spikes...
-So it's Mohio... How could that dick survive?! I swear the whole thing fell apart, all the other Elder Neck Council members died that day!

After they ended the interrogation Wallence and Dion went back to the highest level, where Dion shares his huge apartment with Wallence, yet it's not because Dion likes Wallence, he just needs him to do the dirty work for him.

-Winston?-Dion said.
-It's Wallence, sir
-Whatever, it'd be really nice if you went to a shop and buy me some basil-flavoured energy drinks?
-As you wish, sir.

Dion fell asleep, waiting for news from commander Allison, which is still spying on Hamo, Mohio and Carlos...