
Somewhere in an undisclosed location owned by the mob, an orange-ish colored male was hurriedly moving through the building. He had just returned from his lunch break to find that the big boss wanted to speak with him. Now since he wasn't very high on the totem pole, Collindale of course thought he was in trouble.
His eyes darted this way and that looking for the room where the meeting was to be had. Most likely he wouldn't have been in such a hurry if he knew he and another member were being paired together to be partners. Heck, he'd be cursing up a storm. Collindale liked to work alone. It's partly why he wouldn't see a girl again after one night.
Finally he made it to the room. Taking a moment he collected his nerves and smoothed out his fur. Once he thought he looked decent, he entered the room.