Donor

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After dinner, they each went their own way, of course, Atty help Brook gets settle first then she headed to bed, leaving a cell phone next to Brook's pillow, just in case she needs some type of help during the night.

The hour began to move slowly, they each had their own thought running through their mind, so sleeping tonight, for them won't be easy.  They said goodnight to one another and they all headed to their rooms.

Morning came quickly, leaving them all tired, and without enough rest.  They met in the kitchen for breakfast, "Good morning father." said Brook as Atty wheels into the kitchen.   "Good morning, princess.  It' pretty nice outside.  I'm heading to the market, is there anything you want me to bring you back?" he asked as he sat down grabbing a plate and serving himself.  "Well, now that you mention it, I can go for some chocolate," she replied as she reached around for her food, knowing where everything was placed.  Watching her do her things, was amazing, if you didn't know she was blind, you don't think she is.

"Well, I'll get going after breakfast," he said as he began to eat.  "Well if you don't mind, pick up some eggs and butter," suggested Atty with a pleasant morning smile.  "Well do," he whispered as he continued eating.   Then Jimmy phone began to ring, "Ring, Ring,"   "Yes, who you're up early," he said as he answered the cell.  "Dude it's me Nathing.  You got my money?" he asked, "Yes, I do." Jimmy replied    "So can I pick it up now?" he replied in a creepy way.  "Sure you can. But don't you think is early?"  Jimmy replied    "Smart people get things done early, then the rest of the day, you're free to do as you wish." said Nathing  "Well sure, come over.  Beep your horn and I'll come to the car." explained Jimmy  "Fine, see you soon." said Nathing as he hong up his cell and headed towards, Jimmy's house.

"Ladies, can you excuse me, I need a bit of morning air," said Jimmy as he stood out grabbed his coffee cup and headed to the porch where he sat and waited for Nathing.

After a couple of minutes, an SUV parked in front of the house.   "Hey, Jimmy my man, waiting for me?" he said as he stepped out the SUV and walked towards the porch.    "Of course, have a seat," he said as he pulled out the patio chair.     "Well, my friend, I have something for you," Nathing said as he handed Jimmy data sheets.    "What's this?" he asked  "That's the information you asked me for.  Now, do you have my payment?" he asked with a grin.   "You told me half, and that's all I withdrawal.  How did you find this info so fast?' he asked   "Man, don't you know, there's nothing a hacker can't do." he said as he counted his money.   Jimmy began to look over the datasheets making sure it was exactly what you needed.    

"Wow, this is wonderful, names, address, but wait, something missing." he muttered   "What, I do believe that what you've asked for." replied Nathing   "I need to know what the donors look like." explained Jimmy  "What the fuck for.  Don't you know that organs don't have no color or sex?" he replied as he stood up to leave.  "Is there any way you can bring me a face to these names?" he asked  "Well, I might be able too, but that's going to cost you more." he replied   "The prince doesn't matter.  I'm heading to the back in about an hour when I have your money ready, I'll give you a call." said Jimmy as they walked together towards the SUV.

Meanwhile, Atty stood by the window watching the two men movements and transactions.  "Good, then.  I'm charging you one more grand.  Are you alright with that?" he asked   "No problem, you'll have all your money within two hours." he replied   "Good to hear, then I'll get to work on what you need right away.  Later man." said Nathing as he proceeded to drive away.  "Later," Jimmy replied heading back to the house.  As he turned towards the house he noticed Atty at the window.  "Fuck, why is she so so nosy?  Shit, now I have to explain myself," he muttered as he went into the house.

The moment he walked inside, Atty gave him a serious stare.   "Ladies, does anyone need anything.  I'm heading to the back." he explained   "What for?" asked Atty.  "You know me, I must have bills in my pocket, and right now, they are empty," he replied with a smile.   "Father,  I do want to talk our walk together, don't stay long," said Brook as she feels around for her food and drink.  "Don't worry, I'll only be about an hour," he said as he kissed his daughter goodbye and headed out the door.   Atty quickly followed behind him.   

"Hey, what are you up to?" she asked as Jimmy jumped into his truck.    "What are you talking about?  I just need money on my person, that's all this is." he said   "No, I know there's more to this.  Again I asked you, what are you up to?" she asked again.   "Fine, if you must know.  I'm trying to buy some eyes for Brook, that's all I'm up to." he explained   "How?  The doctor told you we must wait for a donor." she replied   "Well, I'm not waiting for a donor.  I'm hoping that someone will volunteer to die." he said  "What do you mean to volunteer?" she replied  "Actually I'm done talking.  Now step back, I wouldn't want to run over your toes." he replied as he quickly took off full speed and burning rubber.

Atty moved back, "Don't go doing something stupid!" she screamed as he drove off in anger.  "Fucken woman, they just don't know when to stop asking questions," he said as he stepped out the truck and walked into the bank.  He withdrew the money he needs, then quickly headed back home.

Nathing went back to his computer where he began to look for faces to the names on the donor's data sheet.  If wasn't easy as he thought it would be.  Then suddenly a datasheet popped up with the photo of the donor faces and address.  "Oh, shit yes, this sheet is much better, everything is one page," he muttered as he pressed print and sat back and waited for the hard copy.   "My man, my man, you are going to be so happy," he said as he places the new datasheet in his briefcase and sat back drinking a beer while he waited for Jimmy's call.

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