Dark and light

Chapter 3

The room was cozy for an office space. The table was in the middle and to it's right, the full length mirror gave the view of Seattle in all its glory. It's been around four days after that night at the club and Vincent almost forgot about it. After all, there are a very few things that hold his attention. 

The phone rang bringing him back from his work and he answered it. It was his assistant Andrew. "Yes, Andrew?" Vincent's tone warned Andrew that this better be important.

"Sir, it's about the meeting with Osvaldo and associates. Mr. Derek Spenser wants me to change the schedule. I just wanted to run it through you." 

What the fuck??? Why would Derek want to change the schedule of his meeting?

"Andrew, who are you working for? " vincent's question took him off guard.

"You, Mr. Walker"

"Then unless it comes from me, don't consider any other information. Are we clear?"

"Yes, Mr. Walker"

"I want the meeting as it was scheduled. You got it?"

"Yes, Mr. Walker."

Vincent hung up on him. Now it was time to talk to that asshole. He took his  cellphone and called him.

"Hello?"

"Why the fuck would you change the meeting schedule, dickhead?"

"Because you have something else to do that day, motherfucker..."

Derek and Chris and Vincent's father  were the only humans who got away with calling him such names. "What else do I have?"

"You are meeting Nina. Monday night. You know what they say. Don't be late on your first date.." 

"Since when did you start pimping?" Vincent asked. 'Date'? seriously?

"Ouch!!!! Vincent! I try to fix your life by setting you up with a potential wife of yours who is as crazy as you and in return, you hurt my feelings with your mean words...." Vincent could literally see the mock pout on Derek's face.

"As I told you before, I have to talk to her before I can decide whether or not to meet her." Vincent said.

Derek continued, "which is why you will be talking to her. She'll call you around 4. Be a good boy pick up. Now. If you excuse me, I have a meeting to attend. See you after Monday so you can thank me all you want."

"Fuck you too, cocksucker." With that, Vincent cut the call. He checked his watch. It was 3:52 pm. If Vincent's guess was right, Derek would be calling that chick right now and telling her to call Vincent. Vincent burst out laughing at his friend's craziness.

Minutes passed and his phone rang. Fully aware of who it was, Vincent picked up.

"Vincent Walker"

"Hello Mr. Walker."

The sound was pure seduction.Vincent didn't have to think twice about who it was.

"Your friend was right. You do sound as intimidating as you look." she said.

Vincent's eyebrow shot up.

"Is it? I believe it's Nina. My friend was right. You do sound as hot as your name."

The giggle from the other line didn't go unnoticed. It's become like  a habit to Vincent to take a compliment numbly, twist it the other way around and direct it back to the women. That's what gets you laid. But he also knew he didn't have to do that to get women into his bed.