One Foot In & One Foot Out

Chapter 10

"I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men.

They are far superior and always have been.

Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater.

If you give her sperm, she will give you a baby.

If you give her a house, she will give you a home.

If you give her groceries, she will give you a meal.

If you give her a smile, she will give her heart.

She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.

So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit!"

-William Golding

British Novelist, Playwright & Poet

1911-1993

"So, what is this case you speak of Damien?"

Before Jael and Damien left for the job, he brought the two of them to his mansion in The Middle. He claimed that he needed to pick up a few items before they ventured off on their way. Damien walked his quizzical house guest to his kitchen so she could wait for him there.

"There is going to be a mass murder in Miami, Florida that will need all capable hands on deck."

"Mass murder?! The fuck?! How many?"

"At least twenty men and a few women." ."

"Twenty?! What's about to happen? It's not a terrorist attackis it??"

"No, it is some kind of gang activity. I could not care any lessabout. Such ruthless people.  Anyway, we can leave in about five minutes. I need to run to my office. Stay here. and ONLY here, please."

Jael found it ironic that Damien thought the gang members were ruthless. He isn't wrong, but it was like calling the pot calling the kettle black. Does he not realize that he himself, is ruthless as well?

She also found it amusing that Damien assumed Jael was really going to heed to his words and stay in the kitchen, but before she left to intentionally disobey and venture about the house, she opened his refrigerator to peek at what sort of foods he indulged.

"Healthy, healthy, Japanese, milk, brown eggs, Korean. Where is the pizza? The cookies? The ice cream?! This guy sucks."

She made her way through his too large living room past a grand staircase and into a seemingly cold, lifeless, and slightly lackluster room with a sleek and stylish baby grand piano and an antiquated fireplace. Jael felt like Little RedRiding Hood intruding as she moved throughout the rooms she was not allowed in.

There were a few traditional art pieces from dated Japan and Korea that drew her intrigue assomeone who enjoys viewing and creating different art. She then found two surprisingly personal items, both family photos. One photo seemed to be a clearly timeworn black and white photo of an elderly couple while the other was a bit more updated boring and professional photo of the Mori siblings and their dangerously attractive parents.

Hot damn, their dad! He was one hunky old man. Jael wondered how old he was in the photo. Considering the man was as ancient as dirt, she couldn't believe he still looked so young and astonishing. Their mother, she was scarily stunning and tremendously fashionable. This family was seriously blessed. Either that, or those Korean skincare masks truly work wonders.