Jordyn's POV
We finally made it to our destination. The building was a dark building that had two huge windows near the roof. It looked more like an abandoned factory. The smoke stacks looked like if they were started up, a load of dust would come out first.
Vicki brought my attention to the two guards in front of the doors. Two guys in black hoodies. One looked like a tall, scrawny looking kid and the other was short and thick, but not with fat. With muscle. Vicki smirked and muttered to me,"They look like club bouncers."
"I know right." I giggled.
"What are you two talking about?" The short one said.
"Oh nothing," Vicki said holding back a laugh.
"What the hell you you kids want? Why are you here," the scrawny one said.
"Izaya Orihara sent us here," I said.
"Who? Is he someone in the other gangs," asked the short one.
I thought. Well Izaya was is in the Dollars.
"No," i said finally.
"He's an information broker," Vicki said smoothly.
"Oh really," the short on said.
"Oh jes," I replied.
"Wha," they both said.
Vicki gave me the look that said "Deez dumb bitches." I laughed.
"Well anyway", Vicki said. "We need to get inside. Don't stand in our way. Or you find out what it feels like to get your own balls shoved up your ass."
They looked at her. She looked at them, her face serious. They stared. I smirked. Only Vicki. She crossed her arms and waited. They looked uncertainly at each other.
"Wait here, " said the tall one.
He went in. His arms waved around like fan. He was basically pinwhelling. We both snickered. He came back after about 15 minutes. He nodded to us and brought us inside. It was huge. All the machinery of the factory was moved. In its place was a whole bunch a people. What the hell are we doing here, I thought. Vicki was looking at the person in the front. I followed her gaze. I jaw dropped to the floor. He was gorgeous! He had black hair that fell into his eyes, which were a deep, dark blue color. He had a small smile on his face as he walked towards us.
Everyone in the room became silent as he stood in front of us. I hated the attention. God can't they look somewhere else. He smiled at us. "So Izaya sent you," he stated. "I was wondering when he would."
I looked at him confused.
"Uh-hello,"i stammered out.
Vicki smirked. "Hello there. Izaya's sent us to do his dirty work. Cause he's an ass hole with a psychotic complex."
"That is very true," i agreed. "Like seriously the way he talks to himself is just crazy."
"I see, so you you must be, Jordyn," he said. "And you," he said looking at Vicki, "must be Vicki."
