Fire Meet Gasoline

Part Eight

As the sun set and the light faded from my room, I fell asleep. I woke up to phone ringing. I grabbed it off the table next to the bed and answered it without opening my eyes.

"Hello?" I muttered sleepily.

"Eden," Lester spoke. "Come to the strip club as soon as possible. We are gonna get moving on busting the van out of the impound lot the old fashion way, by sending in Trevor and the driver to steal it, and you hacking the gate to keep it open long enough to get the van though. I'll give you more details once you arrive."

"Isn't it kind of early to get moving?" I yawned.

"It's 3 PM, Eden. Get yourself ready and get over here."

"I don't want to see Trevor." I moaned.

"I don't care. Grow up." He hung up. I groaned before rolling out of bed. I stretched my aching back and put my hair into a high pony tail. I took a quick shower while leaving my hair dry, brushed my teeth, got changed and drove to the strip club.

I pulled up and took three deep breaths before exiting the car. I decided to go through the main entrance rather than through the door leading right to Trevor's office. The stripper I encountered Trevor hooking up with the day I met him was working the pole, and I bee lined for the curtain leading to backstage. I half smiled at the bouncer as he let me though, walking through the curtain and then the door to the dressing room. As i turned for the hallway leading to the office, a stripper pushed past me to the curtain leading to the stage. The stripper dressed in red walked through the curtain from the stage, and blocked the hallway so I couldn't get past.

"So your the girl Mr. Trevor has been blowing me off for?" She muttered.

I scoffed, "Don't you have a lap to dance on?"

"As soon as Mr. Trevor remembers how much sexier I am than you, he won't even remember your name."

"At least the male population of Los Santos doesn't remember mine. I don't have time for this. And you can have Mr. Trevor," I said mockingly. "He isn't my type."

She huffed and walked past me. She probably was looking for a fight, but I won't give her and T a second thought.

I pushed open the door, and Lester was sitting at the computer. Trevor was on the couch, looking at his phone. He looked up and smiled "Hey." 

I nodded and sat on the couch, leaving space between us.

"Did you realize anything?" He said quietly and smirked at me.

"Yeah. That your playmate, Juliet I think is her name, just threatened me in the hallway. And I realized she's much sexier than me and you're wasting your time trying to get me."

"Nice try, dollface. I only have eyes for you. And money." His smile grew, and I rolled my eyes. He cleared his throat, "So what do you have for us, Lester?"

"Well, as soon as Taliana gets here, we are gonna get moving." He said. The door swung open, and a girl paced in franticly. 

"Yous ready to go?" She asked, looking around the room nervously.

"Yes, we are. Eden, this is Taliana. She helped us out with some work before and is very professional at what she does." T said to me, standing up. He offered me his hand, but I declined.

The girl chuckled, "I wouldn't be doing much if it wasn't for Trevor. He kinda saved my ass a while back after a job gone wrong."

They smiled at each other, before Trevor looked at me. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah, Lester do you have the file for me?"

"Yes. You can download the software on the way." Lester handed me a flash drive.

We exited the building. Taliana and Trevor walked ahead of us, and when Lester noticed me staring at them joking with each other he asked, "You jealous, Eden?"

"Not at all. So she's temporary? Until Eddie Toh is released?"

"We'll see how this goes. You ride in the back with Trevor. We hopped in Lester's Asea and drove to the LSPD impound in Davis.