The Double Mob Job

Chapter 4: A New Name and Shopping

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Chapter Four: A New Name and Shopping

That night I slept on the sofa, using Eliot's lap as a pillow and he had placed a pillow there to make it more comfortable. He was running his fingers through my hair the way one strokes a cat that they have forgotten that they were petting. It was now detangled thanks to Sophie and once again hung at my waist. It had been a long time since anyone played with my hair and it felt good.

The next morning Sophie was insisting on taking me shopping, not just for clothes but for furniture for the apartment that they were giving me. It was completely empty and needed paint as well. "Come on it will be fun!" Sophie said. She was here with her husband visiting.

"I don't enjoy shopping," I replied taking a smoothie from Eliot.

"Oh come on, it will be fun!" Sophie insisted.

I rounded on her, "I've been avoiding security cameras for the past four years because my brother can hack any security feed. I will not bring the Irish mob down upon you or your team before you are ready! Especially when the Russian mob will back them!" She looked shocked at my yelling.

"Relax Fallon, she meant no harm," Eliot said cooking something in the skillet. His hair was pulled back with a bandanna and he was wearing a tee with jeans.

"Yeah I know, I'm just terrified of my brother and father. You know what they did to me Eliot. They have both hurt me since I was little and I don't want to go back there," I said trying to keep my voice steady.

"Look I'm sorry for pushing the issue but you need some clothes and stuff for your new apartment and we can disguise you and your face. If it makes you feel better bring Eliot," Sophie said waving her hand at Eliot.

"Yeah I'm sure he appreciates you volunteering him," I said in a monotone taking another sip of my smoothie. Though some well-fitting clothes would be nice, the problem was that when I got back up to my original weight I would have to go shopping again. I took another sip, "are you sure that me moving into an apartment upstairs won't be a problem?" I asked.

"Oh no it's not a problem, it's my pleasure," Hardison said walking in to the kitchen. His voice had a slight accent that I couldn't place. Parker then dropped from the ceiling on her harness.

"What's with all the yelling?" Parker asked landing in a sitting position on the counter.

"A slight disagreement," I answered finishing my smoothie and going over to the sink to wash the glass. "Could I see the apartment that you intend to give me?" I asked looking at Hardison.

"Yeah man, come on follow me," Hardison said getting up and taking me to the back of the back room where a stair case sat. He lead me up the stairs and to the right. There were only two doors down that hall and he took me to the end of the hall. "Eliot's room is right there, I thought you would like to be close to him." Hardison said using hand gestures.

I nodded, "yes thank you."

"If you want I can install a breath and finger print lock along with a lock that requires an access code," Hardison offered.

"Yes I would appreciate it very much, and I would like it programmed so Eliot can come in," I replied. Hardison opened the door with a key before handing it to me.

"I can definitely do that, I'll leave you to it," Hardison said going back to the kitchen where Eliot was cooking. As Hardison left I walked into the apartment looking for a light switch. I found it next to the door and turned it on. The apartment was covered in dust and cob webs. Clearly it hadn't been used in years, nor cleaned.