Hermits + Canyons

He's a classic tough guy

It was late in the morning at The Waldolf residence as Mr Waldolf walked out of his study to the kitchen with the intention of bumping into his daughter Jess. Empty. Stood in the doorway he raised his right eyebrow as Jess's usually hungover self would be sat at the kitchen island hunched over a cup of black coffee, but no there was no one there. Suspicion grew within Mr Waldolf's gut as he made his way up the stairs in the hallway. He always loved the stairs in his home as the white marble of the stairs gave the home a grand and expensive feel that Mr Waldolf loved. As he got up the stairs he turned left to the end of the left side of the second floor to Jess's room. No one was there.

    'Hmm' He thought as he scanned the room noticing the wide open window, 'I'm use to her all-nighter parties but she's usually back by now.'

   Just as he was about to leave the room he noticed a small cheap looking phone with a note next to it. He knew that it didn't belong to Jess as he wouldn't let her own such a cheap piece of crap. Walking towards the note and phone on the bed he took his hands out of the pant pockets of his grey Armani suit to pick up the note.

   'Wait for call' It reads as Mr Waldolf's confusion grew substantially as he put one hand through his slick back black greying hair.

   He waited for 30 minutes before the phone began to ring as he swiftly answered it.

    "Where the FUCK are you?" Mr Waldolf answered as he expected Jess to be on the other side.

   "I guess your probably wondering where your daughter is." A deep voice spoke from the other side of the line.

    "Who the fuck is this, where is Jess, I swear to god if you don't tell me J will ring your fucking neck." Mr Waldolf spoke with such venom that the vein on his forehead popped out in rage.

  The group stood around a phone booth as they watched Calvin speak to Jess's Dad.

   "Whose voice is that?" Jess asked Lew as he focuses on his laptop that was connected to the phone booth.

   "Wesley Snipes, we couldn't have Calvin's actual voice used, he and your Dad are WAY too familiar with each other." Lew explained as he controlled the voice changer on his laptop.

  "Why Wesley Snipes?" Jess leaned over to look at what he was doing on the laptop.

   "Because, he's a classic tough guy, although we couldn't have used a less recognisable voice." Mark added to the conversation as he leaned on the phone booth Calvin was occupying.

   "You're daughter will return to you unharmed, if you pay the price that is." Calvin's changed voiced explained as he winked to the group with that smug smirk that seems to me a trademark to his face.

  "What price!" Mr Waldolf stubbornly replied.

   "$4 million." Calvin replied as his smirked remained.

  "...Fine where do we meet." He sighed as he knew financially he wouldn't be affected as much as the average person would but he still would be $4 million short.

   "Erm..er." Calvin stalled as he never thought of where to meet.

   "Well, ANSWER ME YOU FUCK!" Mr Waldolf shouted as his impatience grew.

  Calvin panicked as he scanned the long deserty road and gas station next to him for inspiration.

  "Er..." Calvin sweated.

  "Calvin what's going on?" Mark asked as he knew Calvin was stalling.

  "I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DONT ANSWER ME NOW I WILL FUCKING END YOU!" Mr Waldolf screamed down the phone as his face became increasingly more red.

   Still scanning his surroundings Calvin looked at the road signs.

  "...The Grand Canyon, 3 days from now at 6pm." Calvin quickly took inspiration from the road signs.

  "The Grand Canyon?" Mr Waldolf responded with confusion at the choice of area considering it's a tourist attraction.

  "What the fuck." Mark reacted as the rest of the group looked at Calvin in a mixture of shock and anger due to the long journey ahead of them.

   "Yes, do you want to see your daughter." Calvin replied controlling his stressed tone of voice.

   "Fine, 3 days time Grand Canyon." Mr Waldolf sighed.

  "Thank you for your co-operation Mr Waldolf." Calvin hung up the phone as he turned to the obviously pissed off group.

  "The Grand Canyon?" Jess raised one eyebrow as her arms where firmly crossed.

   "It makes for a good scenery." Calvin smiled as he walked through the group.

   "You're a fucking idiot you know that."

   "Ignoring that." Calvin shrugged of the negativity coming from the group.

  As Mr Waldolf put the phone down he took a deep breath and walked to the open window and grabbed his phone from his blazer pocket, went through his contacts and put it to his ear.

  "I have a job for you." Mr Waldolf told the person on the other end of the phone.