Joke's On You

Chapter 15

Frost's POV

The silence that has taken over the car a few minutes ago was even more unbearable than Mr J's desire to kill.

It was the first day for Frost working for his boss again after all the things that happened past the last week and Mr J wasn't a man that forgives easily actually he never forgives anyone besides his queen but Sienna had never made such big mistakes since she was with her king.

"Feeling uncomfortable, Frost?" Mr J asked besides him while his right hand had his eyes glued to the traffic lights outside the car.

Frost didn't know what to answer every word he would say could mean his death even though Sienna had forbidden Mr J to kill him or Klara but the Clown Prince of Crime wasn't famous for his big indulgence.

"Boss?" he asked as if he didn't understand the question.

Mr J chuckled but not his amused chuckle it was the one that said: "Do one wrong move again and your life is over."

"Don't think that you're my favorite again just because you made it out of that dramatic situation. If it hadn't been my queens wish to let you and this annoying little slut live, I would've killed you both without mercy."

"I know, boss, I'm sorry" Frost said still his eyes focused on the streets.

"Don't apologize; you know how much I hate that" Mr J snarled.

"I'm sorry."

"I SAID NO APOLOGIES!"

"I-" Frost started but Mr J gave him his most deadly look and Frost thought it would be better to be quite again.

Gladly the drive to Mr J's today's business meeting was over in the next five minutes.

He ordered all of his henchmen and a few new faces to come to his club for discussing their next big heist; the return of the Joker's long lost sapphire.

The club was empty as Frost opened the door for his boss but that wasn't surprising at all it was late in the afternoon and the club wouldn't be opened up until eight p.m.

"Ah my folks sit down, sit down we have to talk about something" Mr J announced as he saw that everyone had already arrived.

"As you can see, our dear old Frost decided to show up again at our front door with nothing in his hands but an annoying disrespectful little beast that he rather fucks than bringing MY SAPPHIRE BACK!"

A gunshot echoed through the VIP section and one of the goons who dared to let his biro click while Mr J was speaking had been fallen to the ground dead.

Another goon raised his hand in fear and Mr J thought about shooting him as well but then he decided against it, at least he was brave enough to say something, he could decide later if it was a useful question.

"Patrick" Mr J smiled at him dangerously.

"I-I'm sorry for the question boss but why is Frost here if he messed the whole thing up?"

"Yes Frosty ... why are you still here?" Mr J grinned and Frost was about to think of grabbing his gun but he resisted that impulse.

"You all know that none of you would still be alive if you did what he did" Mr J said his words long and drawn out.

"But my Queen decided that Frost could still be useful after all because at least he brought us the girl that knows where to find my god damn jewel and he knows where Falcone is probably hiding the thing."

"I don't know that sounds very vague ..."

"Wha?"

The man who had spoken froze in his actions.