Hank heads to the kitchen only to see Michelle is already up and having breakfast "morning" he calls as he heads to the fridge to get himself some milk for his coffee.

"where were you last night?" Michelle looks up at him with narrowed eyes, "what do you mean I was here at the party with you." he tells her with a look that says he has no idea what she was on about.

"My dad came over to see you, we searched all over for you. So where did you go?"

"oh that." a look of realization crossed his face "I went off with a very, very pretty lady." " really Hank your back one day and already back at your old habits. Do you have any idea how worried we were?" she pinches the bridge of her nose whilst watching the cousin who didn't change one bit. "don't worry I'll tell you the next time I go off to have something 'nightly fun'." he winks at her as he takes in his coffee. "please don't" Michelle sighs, looking at her cousin who was grinning like an idiot for some reason, "anyway dad would like to see you today." Michelle changes the topic not wanting to hear anymore about her cousins sex life.

"Really, what about?" Hank asks as he pours himself another cup of coffee seeing as he had finished his previous one. "You do know your the sole heir of a billion dollar enterprise right?"

"your point?" Michelle looks at him unbelievably for a moment before remembering who she was talking to.

"you know what? I'll just call you later I have things to attend to." "aw and here I thought you were gonna spend the whole day talking with me." she chuckles before getting up heading out "have a good day!" Hank calls out after her.

Immediately she's gone Hank's demeanor changes no longer feeling like the uncaring playboy, but a cold, calculating killer. He finishes his coffee in one gulp and heads up to his room and straight to closet moving away some clothes to reveal a wooden box. He carried the wooden box and placed it on his bed opening it to reveal a cloak an old black cloak.

FLASHBACK

Hank stood before a lady having a lot more facial hair than he did today. "This was my grandfather's. He... He was like you and I think you should have it." her strong Mexican accent coming through as Hank looked her in the eye before stretching out his hand to take the cloak.

FLASHBACK END

'I need to find a better hiding spot than the closet there are too many other people here and I can't trust them... not yet. ' Hank thought to himself as he closed the box once more and carried it out of his room careful so as none of the servants saw him.

He heads straight for a place he has not been to in years, his father's study 'luckily I remember this place, I remember finding this place completely by accident once when I was a kid' he placed the box on the large table in the room and ran his fingers along the oak wood, moving his hand under the table where he found a small -barely noticeable -crevice where he placed his finger only for the book shelf to move aside revealing an elevator 'bingo'.

Hank took his box and entered into the elevator which lead him to a dark place underground the Manor. He flipped a switch close to where he stood and smiled as the place lit up.

**THOMPSON ENTERPRISES ***

Michelle walks into an office to see her father at the window overlooking the entire city. "hey daddy sorry I'm late." her father turn to look at her with a smile adorned on his face "it's alright sweetie." he starts to head for his seat motioning her to do same "how is your cousin? I didn't meet him yesterday at his party" he pours himself a glass of bourbon watching her.

"he is uh....fine he just had some, company" her father raises a brow at her choice of words "by company I'm guessing you mean those of the female variety." "erhm..." "no need to defend him I'm well aware of your cousins antics. Just please make sure he arrives this afternoon I really do want to meet him."

LAKESIDE POLICE DEPARTMENT

"Urgh!" came Naa's irritated voice followed by a distinct crashing sound.

"you know, if you keep smashing mugs were gonna run out real soon."

Her partner stood at the door smiling at her.

"Not now Jarred", Jarred was a tall guy with a goatee and piercing grey eyes that radiated intelligence. "well you seem stressed." he says as he walks into her office. "you think." she says looking at him with her 'bruh' look.

Jarred turns to look at what she was working on. He saw pictures pinned to her wall with lines matching them up with post it notes where she had certain notes written.

"This all one case?"

"yeah" she says tiredly slumping into her chair

"mind telling me what you are working on?"

"there have been a series of homicides all dating back a year. All were gang members..."

"maybe a gang war"

She pauses to look at him raising a brow in the process. " the all had knife wounds not a single gunshot wound and every eyewitness so far says it was one guy."

Now it was Jarred's turn to look at her like she was insane. "one guy" she nods "you mean to tell me …one guy…did all that. What is he some sort of super hero."

"he's a psychopath"

"killing random criminals." Jarred spoke up

"at first, not anymore.…"

"what do you mean?"

"first few months, yeah definitely random but later a pattern started this guy is after someone I'm sure of it, the people he's been hunting are all connected like like like …"

"like a syndicate?"

"exactly!"

"okay when was the last you properly slept like a full good night rest."

"hmmm …a month ago why?"

"yeah you definitely need sleep your lack of it is causing you to come up with all this conspiracy theories."

"I'm not crazy!"

"you're tired and need some rest trust me. " he says placing a hand on her shoulder.

AT THOMPSON MANOR

*ring ring ring*

A phone kept on ringing through the noise produced by Hanks remodeling.

"Hello." Hank picked up his phone whilst working on his remodeling.

H- Hank

M- Michelle

M- hello Hank my dad said you should stop by the office today.

H-hmm sure tell him I'll be there around 2

M-okay I'll tell him … what is that noise?

H- I'm just working on some old car I found

M- Old car? since when were you interested in old cars?

H- There is a lot you don't know about me cuz.

M- think I can see it when you're done.

H-sorry cuz but this is more of a secret project.

M- kk bye don't forget be there around 2

H-bye see you soon

Hank hung up the phone and looked at the fruits of his labor the one empty place once now filled with training equipment and in the center of it all had a manikin wearing a black cloak with an all black suit it had a mask covering the entire face with night vision goggles with green glowing lenses.