Halcyon

Part 25

He rests his hand on my lower back as we step out into the corridor. I take a glance around before looking up at Tamir. "Are you not going to blindfold me?"

He tilts his head down to meet my eyes but says nothing, with a little push he moves me forward and I follow keeping my mouth shut. Okay so he doesn't want to talk. That's fine.

I take in our surroundings as we walk on grey and white marble, the walls themselves are dark but the widows take over the majority of space. On the outside all that's left is green grass. Is that the backyard?

I'm directed forward and we step in front of a door. "All you have to do is sit and look pretty." He doesn't even try looking at me. "I don't want to hear a word come out your pretty little mouth." I'm nodding to express my comprehension and he opens the door.

The room itself is oddly dim for no reason but to probably look cool, I'm tugged by the waist as I follow Tamir into the only square where there's light. I see six heads and as we come to sit down their faces clear up.

Tamir sits down on a booth that seems to be stuck on the wall as the others are on thrown like chairs. I'm pulled in and I'm in sudden shock at Tamir putting his hand on my thigh. "Jesus Tamy what have you done to the poor girl?" A female voice sounds.

I lift my head to see how unexplainably gorgeous she looks, just like me her hair is probably waist long but all her features linger around Tamir's. He too looks over at me. "I put her in the ring." The girl laughs at this then shakes her head. She had a pretty white smile too.

"You really know how to pick 'em." Another voice, states this time and I glance over at him. He's fluffy hair is pulled out of his face and looks more so like the girl then Tamir but if you line them up, he probably looks like Tamir's father. With curly hair. Assuming they looks like their father.

The last guy doesn't hush a word, he does however fix me with a stern regard. He looks nothing like anyone present. I shift my gaze all around, they must be related somehow. I don't even try questioning it.

I pick up on the company the each have. The girl, even though I'm careful not to linger for too long, is sitting on a gentleman's lap. He's shadowed by her leaving him unidentified.

Fluffy hair has a blond at his feet, like she's some sort of pet. Don't stare. I have to move along before I'm called out. Then mr silent has a dark brown woman by his side, there's no sign of affection between them as she sits elegantly with her legs crossed.

He however has his hands laced together leaning forward. Then there's us, Tamir besides me with his hand on my thigh. "We didn't come here to discuss her," Tamir states getting some serious nods.

"So I believe you got rid of that mole of yours?" The young woman starts to speak.

"Yes. That was dealt with." Tamir answers.

"And no complications?" The guy opposite us asks. Tamir shakes his head.

A mole? As in someone leaking information? This isn't a situation I know of right? Wait...no I shouldn't be asking such questions. I shouldn't even want to get involved into his mafia madness, I've seen enough.

I try drowning out the voices letting them place around in different tones, I still however catch some words and phrases but that only makes me want to concentrate even harder. "Kill him." Don't get involved. "No distractions." Don't get involved. "Make sure you have it under control." Don't get involved.

I drop my eyes to Tamir's hand. His hand is popping with veins and looks immense compared to my thin thighs, he has a single ring I didn't notice before. It's dark black matching his suit and has some sort of pattern on it.

I make move so subtle it's unnoticeable, then only when I touch him does his pinky twitch, "So they can all come for us?" They still talking so I drop my eyes back to his hand. I should just leave it alone, I could always ask about it later, that's if he'll tell me.

My eyes go down to his watch. Today it's simple, there's a line for every hour and the background colour is, you guessed it black.I watch the longest handle tick around and start counting with it to dive deeper into my own thoughts.

"We have to get going." Ten on the dot someone says and I look up. "Business waits for no one." It's the man opposite us, he stands and beckons the blond to stand too, she does. The next to stand is mr silence.

Together they leave nodding to Tamir and the last woman standing before they open the door. My glance goes to the pretty girl on our left, she sits back finally revealing her companions face.

His monolid eyes stick to her's as she leans in to whisper something that bring a smirk to his face. At Tamir's movement I drop my eyes, then pick them up to meet his. He leans back throwing his arm that was on my thigh and rests it on the headrest.

He's staring dead into my soul and I don't know what to make of it, holding eye contact has never been a good quality of mine. "Why are you so far away?" I take his pause to note our so called distance, my leg is literally touching his. "Come closer."

I shuffle backwards leaning onto him and he doesn't seem to mind my touch now, yesterday he practically couldn't stand it. He leans into my and raises a hand to tuck hair behind my ear, with the end of the curl he twists it around his finger. Examining it.