The Pawnisher, The Night Eye

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>Frank pulled up in his car a block away from "The Night Eye", a nightclub in the nocturnal district, often frequented by members of the criminal underworld.
>Frank decided to leave the key in the ignition, he wouldn't be staying long.
>He turned off the car and stepped out, closing the door behind him.
>He walked to the club briskly. The bouncer stopped Frank at the door, and asked to see his ID. Frank flashed his driver's license and the bouncer let him in.
>The music was nothing special for a nightclub. Frank walked to the bartender, a raccoon, "I need to speak to Tony Weasalo" Frank said.
>"Now why would Tony want to talk to you?" the bartender asked. Frank leaned forward and repeated angrily, "I need to speak to Tony Weasalo".
>The bartender was upset, "How about you get the he-" Frank grabbed the bartender by the throat and said "This is the last time I'm going to tell you, I need to speak with Tony Weasalo."
>The bartender finally gave in, "Tony is upstairs, tell the bears that Jimmy sent ya". Frank dropped the bartender and walked up the stairs, patrons staring at him as he went.
>When he got to the top of the stairs an intimidating polar bear stopped him briefly before Frank said "Jimmy sent me" and the bear let him through.
>Frank walked to Tony Weasalo. Tony was about to speak when Frank picked him up in a headlock and put his gun to the side of his head and turned to face the shocked polar bears.
>"Start talking or I start shooting" Frank said. "I don't know what you're talking about man, I ain't done nothing!" Tony yelled. "Who are you working for?" Frank asked, waving the barrel of his gun at the polar bears stand across from him.
>Tony finally gave up what he knew after Frank as pushing against his head so hard he was at risk of breaking the weasel's skull. "You're gonna let me go now, right?"
>"No" said Frank. He quickly shot both of the guards and walked down the stairs with Tony in tow as the people in the club started screaming.
>Two polar bears ran behind the DJ station and started shooting at Frank. Weasalo was hit in the stomach and passed out.
>Frank ran out of the club through the kitchen and shot three more guards.
>Frank threw Weasalo into a nearby dumpster and was about to run back to his car before the police showed up, when he was kicked in the back by another guard, knocking him to the ground, causing him to drop his gun.
>Before he could stand up the guard picked him up by the neck and was about to break Frank's neck when Frank bit into the bear's arm. The bear dropped Frank and Frank grabbed his gun and shot the bear twice in the head and ran back to his car.
>Frank got in his car and drove off back home, the police arriving at the nightclub a minute after he left.
>It could have gone better, but he had another lead to follow. A warehouse elsewhere in the city. It would be heavily guarded and fortified, but he had a plan. For now though, he would have to wash up, load up, and rest up.