Chapter 1186: The Gift
John Wick got out of bed early that morning in his mansion in the Dock District and brewed himself a pot of coffee...
The big house sat on the edge of Hell's Kitchen. It wasn't in the best location, and the massive construction site in the Dock District had made the surrounding area unpleasant.
Still, John Wick was reasonably satisfied with it. Ever since he'd spent all his savings and cut ties with the Continental Hotel, his life had become much easier.
Today, the Mutant Union was conducting a manhunt. A group of unregistered Mutants who'd drifted into New York from other states had robbed a bank.
Duke and the others from the Emergency Squad had fought the Mutants, but they'd still managed to get away.
The subsequent manhunt wasn't Duke and his team's specialty. The Emergency Squad was always tasked with taking on the toughest jobs, not chasing targets all over the place.
Ordinary police officers couldn't handle these Mutants. In the end, Chief George issued a Wanted notice and called the Mutant Union for help.
Dahlia came out of the bedroom wearing a shirt. The sexy woman tiptoed up behind John Wick, who was bare-chested, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and pressed her cheek against his scarred back...
John Wick glanced sideways at Dahlia. The somewhat wooden man hesitated, poured two cups of coffee, and said, "You look like you could use a cup. It'll help you wake up a little!"
Dahlia seemed used to John Wick's lack of romance. She lazily rubbed against him a few times, then stretched, giving him a full view of everything she should and shouldn't have been showing. Only then did she saunter back into the bedroom...
At the corner, Dahlia leaned against the doorframe and