I am not Broken, I am Broker

A thief, known as the 'Shadow Broker', steals for anyone. If you want anything, anything in the world, all you have to do is talk to him. If you want books, expensive jewelry, money, valuable house hold items, even knives, swords, guns. He gains people's trust, if he believes they won't tell the police about his organization. In exchange for these items that he steals, he gets half the money that they earn if they sell these items. One day, against all odds, he becomes friends with a "customer". Whenever this customer wants Broker to steal from a mansion, everything turns out for the worst.


10. I Know You

I have been stuck inside of this bedroom for the entire night. I kept looking at my watch and my feet started to feel swollen. The two men that I overheard earlier tonight, showed no signs of coming back. I stared at the screen in front of me and kept thinking of the mysterious man that talked to me, and wondered how he knew my name. When I think about it, his voice sounds very familiar. There was something nostalgic about his tone of voice, but I wasn't sure why I felt this way. The entire night the screen stayed blank after he disappeared. I stood there trying to figure out how to break myself loose from the metal that weighed my feet down. My ears started to make a ringing sound and then static appeared on the screen once again and there he was again. All I saw was his hands on the desk, and darkness surrounded his face. I only saw his face once earlier, but I already forgot what he looked like. His hands were crossed and then he started to talk with his stupid voice. "Ah, still trapped I see. Too bad you can't get out. What is that in your coat pocket?" The mysterious figure saw the outline of the communication device in my right pocket. I reached into my pocket and showed him. "It's none of your business. You aren't going to tell me who you are, so why should I tell you what this is for? I don't trust you. I'm trapped here, and then you appear on the screen?" I was skeptical and then the man leaned in forward again so I could see his face. He eyed the device very closely and then laughed. "Oh, it must be the device that our system hacked into. You made a very bad mistake by entering one of the rooms with that device turned on. We know all about you." I began to get terrified and hurried to put the device back into my pocket so that his eyes can't look at it any longer. "What do you mean you hacked it..?" Sweat started to fall down the side of my forehead and I was hoping that all of my information wasn't hacked into. Who I am, what I do, the names of..my friends and..Purple. It didn't take long for me to regret that I put all of my information into this device and the names and faces of my family of best friends. "You entered a room. The one that didn't have traps, but it had a hacking system that hacks every kind of technology. It scans the people that enter the room. If it knows the person, then it won't send us information. If it is a burglar, then it will hack their phones, devices, anything." The man started to flip through papers that sat on his desk. A gasp escaped his lips whenever he stopped on a certain page. "Well well well, This is your name huh? You have friends that are like family also. They don't have a nickname like you. They have some pretty strange names I must admit. I can't believe that you are the person that this piece of information says you are." My heart felt like it was going to explode from the amount of anxiety I felt. I had no way of knowing if everyone back at the hideout is safe or not. "Leave them alone..you can kill me but not them." I made it clear. I would rather die than for the ones I love to die because of me. "You know, it's been a long time since I saw you. Actually, I have no memory of you. We were just little kids after all." What was he talking about?


Feeling confused, I tried to move my feet to make them feel at least a little bit more comfortable. "Dante Thorn. My last name is Thorn too." He mumbled to himself while reading a paper in his hand. He said my real name and I looked away. I hated my real name. I prefer Broker over anything else. If his last name is Thorn too then..? "Long time no see little brother. Nice to meet you, I'm David Thorn. You must be the moron that my mother told me about as I was growing up. She always said that you were a brat that stole all the time and break into houses. Looks like you were trying to steal from me huh? What she said is true then. I have always wanted to get my hands on you. How did you survive when they gave you up to an abusive family?" My heart dropped and felt like it was beginning to skip and flutter. This can't be my half brother, what are the chances of going into a mansion, and it belonging to my brother? I then remembered that my family is wealthy, and the chances were pretty high then again. Memories of being in an abusive family, ran through my head. I escaped and that's when I learned how to live in the forest. When I was just six years old, I started to build the hideout that my group uses. "Unlike you, I grew up catching criminals and killing them off. I kill off their friends as well. I hate criminals. I know I kill but it's not like I ever get caught, like you used to not get caught. Until now." He started to laugh in my face and turned the light facing towards him so I can always see his moronic face. "You aren't going to kill my friends." I was in denial and thought of Purple, Ashes, and Seven. I gripped onto my device in my pocket and wanted so badly to warn them and to go to our second hide out. Our second hide out was the emergency go-to. If we ever got raided, then we would resort to the second place. They could be captured right now and I don't know anything about it. "Please let me go..I know I broke into this place and I shouldn't have..but I was just trying to help out a homeless friend of mine. I will give you everything I have ever stolen so you can pawn them..and get more money." He laughed and spit at the screen. "If I were face to face with you right now then I would have spit in your face. Why would I need money, whenever I have all I need?" His hands were filled with golden coins and they slipped through his fingers like the sand on a beach. He was beginning to piss me off very badly. He is nothing like me. We both do illegal stuff, but at least I have a heart to know that I shouldn't kill anybody. "If I were face to face with you then.." Davids eyebrow raised whenever I started to threaten him. "What would you do? Not much you can do whenever your feet is stuck to the floor. Sometimes you just have to learn your lesson. It's not my fault that our family disowned you for being a filthy thief." The screen went blank again suddenly and I let out angry screams and desperation, to get free and to give Lunar new clothes. I was also desperate to warn my friends, and Purple. It seems that I will stay standing until I die from sleep deprivation or hunger. 

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