Sirens

Chapter 36: Awkward

~Tomboy's point of view~

The whole ride to Patrick's hotel was quiet nothing was said, not even the radio was on. I turned into the parking lot that was full of cars and no where to park. I drove up to the front door of the huge hotel and stopped.

"Thanks for taking me home."

Patrick said to me as I had my hand resting under my chin as if I were thinking. I tuned behind me and grabbed a hoodie I had on the back seat.

"No problem."

I said pulling the hood over my head. Looking like a shady person.

"Hey, if you need help with missions or anything like that you know where I live now."

He said looking at me as I looked forward and I nodded my head. He got out of the car and stood out side the window that was opened.

"It doesn't have to involve robbing or crime stuff either. If you need help, I'll be there, okay?"

He continued to look at me as I avoided eye contact and shook my head again.

I put the car into drive and began my why back to the house. I'm no longer sure if I want to call that place my home anymore.

~Tom~

I knocked on the door three times and waited for a response.

The gun I had was in my belt loop hidden under my work jacket and I had my hands in my pockets and began humming while taking in the area.

"Can I help you?"

A weird voice said behind me. I turned around to find a tall man standing in the door way. He seemed pissed, his eye brows were pointed down, hair was a mess, and a bit sweaty.

"Yes, I'm here on government business. Recently 3 camo army trucks have been stolen carrying even more stolen goods. Have you seen any signs of the trucks through out here?"

I lied to the man as he shifted his weight to the other foot while leaning against the door frame.

"Nope, not a thing."

He responded.

"Hm, do you mind if I come in and look around?"

I asked as my eyes darted behind at his friend who came out of no where.

"What for?"

He questioned.

"Just let him in Tyler."

I'm guessing his friend said behind him in a British accent like me, but his had a twist. He seemed familiar.

"Uhgg... Come on in."

He stepped aside and let me in.

I walked in and I guess I was in the living room. 3 guys sat on the couch watching TV debating about something.

As I was looking around a skinny guy came out of another room.

"Who is this?"

He asked... What was his name? Tyler?

"The government, looking for 3 camo trucks that have been stolen. He wanted to look around."

Tyler replied.

"Oh okay."

The skinny man said as he went to Tyler's ear and whispered something and then their eyes darted over to me.

I walked down the hall some and looked at all the doors they had as tyler came over beside me.

"How many guys do you have living here?"