It was a couple of days later that I got a call from my parents. Of course it was during the work day. I figured that they would do something like that just to cause me problems. And they said I was the childish one. I took said call by the merger as I watched Prowl peek out of his own nest at the new sound. Normally I kept my phone off during the day, but this was one call I couldn't miss. The sight of Prowl showing some signs of curiosity rather than fear and unease brought a brief smile to my lips. I took a second to brace myself before I answered.
"Hello?"
"Jazz, we have what you desire."
"Alright. I'll be over at around five."
Then the call ended. Brief and cryptic as always. I spent a second glaring at my phone. I really didn't want to go back to the mansion so soon. I hated my parents, but at least they were careful. The curious sound brought my smile back as I turned to face Prowl.
"I'm fine, Prowl. We're gonna get this thing sorted out soon. I'm gonna get rid of that guy that keeps pestering ya if it kills me."
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I was met by Nancy at the door. She looked just as concerned as Liza had the last time I came here. She sighed before stepping aside.
"Your parents are expecting you. Go right up."
"Thanks, Nancy. And don't worry. I'll be fine."
"I really hope that's the truth."
Up the stairs I went with Nancy watching me with all the concern of a mother whose child was getting in with the wrong crowd. It was really sad that our two maids were more like parents to us than our real ones. They came to our school plays and graduations while our parents were out doing who knew what. Even more so that said maids felt they needed to protect us from our own parents. I knocked on the polished door and entered before taking a seat in the chair of death. I was reluctant to make the first move.
"What do you have for me?"
"We can give you his complete history including where he's been and done out of state, how much he's paid, who he works for, where he works, and if you really want to get into his personal life, hobbies, what he does in his free time, birthday, where he lives, who his family is, love interests, and who he's related to about six generations back and more."
"Great. So I assume that this is where you decide what my Payment is for this?"
"You assume correctly."
And there was the feeling of dread again. "What do you want?"
"You'll be coming to the party this weekend to help promote our cause. It will be much more effective should the entire family attend." My mother smiled. "The appearance of a perfect family does wonders."
This was going to be a disaster. Whatever it was I was going to end up regretting it. There was no doubt about it when she had that look in her eyes.
"What exactly Are you promoting this time? What is the cause?"
"Oh it's nothing that you need to concern yourself with at this moment. You just need to show up and act appropriate."
"One mistake and you can say goodbye to the information you need. We don't trust you not to keep your end of the bargain if we give it to you now. It's as simple as that. Now I expect you to be here at six pm sharp. We'll have a suit ready for you and we will all leave together at six thirty. Now go."
And this was why I always back talked my father.
"Yes of course. Have a wonderful evening."
My ride back to the apartment was filled with curses and scolding myself. One of these days I was really going to hit my father. He was probably going to sue me or do something else to ruin me and make my life hell, but I was starting to debate if seeing the look on his face when I send him to the floor would be worth it or not. What would mom do? Would Nat laugh? Of course she would laugh. Nat was Nat.
"I have returned from the devil's den!" I announced as I opened the door to our apartment.
"Good for you. Do you have it? What's it say on the bastard?"
"I don't have it."
"What? Why not?"
"My own parents don't trust me. Can you believe it? I am So hurt right now. They think I won't keep up my end if they give it to me." I placed a hand on my heart as I fell over the back of the couch onto the cushions. "I have Never been so hurt in my entire life. I'm gonna cry a river."
"Uh, I think you're screwed. Who's to say they won't give it to you ever?"
"No one. But I'll steal it or bribe Nat or something if push comes to shove. Of course I'll have to do it before they leave again so they don't take it out of state."
"What do they want you to do for it?"
"Come to some stuck up party this weekend and promote whatever they're selling. Their oh so wondrous cause needs to be spread, Blaster. I mean it's so obvious! How can ya not know?!"
"What is it exactly?"
"I don't fucking know. So did they ever catch the killer or did he get away again?"
"He got away. Gotta wait another year for the next season."
"Oh come on. They had him cornered. Are they really that stupid?"
"The answer is yes. The guy wouldn't bloody shoot. Just kept yelling at him to put his gun down. One of those situations."
"Uh. This is why I hate the TV series' now days."
"Wanna start another one?"
"Fuck yeah."
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