A Day Before Tommorow

Chapter Thirteen Day

Jameson? Did he say Jameson?

The man gives June an icy cold glare, still caught in my headlock. "What, didn't hear me right? Andrew Jameson. That's right Daniel Altan Wing. I said Jameson." He hisses. In one fluid movement I hold his arm behind his back, cop style, all while still holding his neck with my arm. Eden snorts on the couch.

"You think I'm stupid?" I seethe. Through the corner of my eye I see June reach down and pull a knife out of her shoe.

"Quite obviously you're not entirely stupid, otherwise my mother would have killed you before you had a chance to murder her." I jerk his arm up, not enough to break it but enough to propose the idea. He cries out.

"You're mother murdered my family in cold blood." I hiss.

He chuckles, which sounds contorted since he's trying not to move to much due to the state of his arm. "That's what they get for being related to a criminal."

Before I have a chance to twist his neck and off him for good, June steps closer. "What are you doing here?" Fire flickers through her eyes.

"Ah, you see, I am not what you think I am. I may be Natasha Jameson's son but that doesn't mean I'm like her. In fact, I'm on your side. If you would, I don't know, maybe let go of me I would tell you what I'm doing disturbing the peace you got goin on here." June looks at me as if to say do what he says.

I grumble under my breath and drop his arm and take my arm from around his neck, but not before raising his arm a tad bit higher. June glares at me.

Andrew cocks his head with a pop and rolls his shoulder. "You sure got a grip, Wing."

"Talk." I demand.

He rolls his eyes. "Pushy." June taps her foot impatiently. "Jesus Christ, fine. June, you're in the governments stupid operations, so you probably know at least a bit about this. The United Colonies of America isn't safe, seeing as how it's a new country with a government weak from transitioning. I'm guessing that's all you know." She nods. One side of his mouth raises. "Thought so. What you don't know is, The United Soviet Provinces are planning attacks, and soon." I nod my head, it figures, the USP's have always had a simmering hatred for us. "And Antarctica is supplying their weapons."

"What!?" June exclaims.

"But we've always been on good terms with the Antarcticans!" I say, clenching my jaw. This can't be true. I used to be an Antarctican, working for their government, and they had always been a peaceful society.

"The Antarctican people have everything, what could they possibly want from us? What do they get out of supplying the Soviets?" June tightens her hands into fists.

"Not everything." He smirks. My face slackens.

"Money." I murmur.

"What?" June turns to me and Andrew nods his head for me to continue.

"That game they have? The tech has to cost a fortune, and it's even harder for them to get it because they have no financial foundation because they didn't overthrow another country, they had to scrounge up their own." Andrew nods in approval.

"Well done, Wing. And guess who has a crap load of money we aren't using?"

A look of clarity dawns on June's face. "Us, because we aren't funding the trials anymore."

"That leaves hundreds of millions of dollars left unused."

I furrow my brows. "But why now of all times? Anden has been in office for long enough that he knows what he's doing."

"Better late than never." He shrugs.

"There's still one thing I don't understand." June says. "Why does Tess have a cut on her forehead?"

He chuckles. "That was the coffee table."

A/N
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