Dark Days & Darker Nights

Part 4: Laying down the foundation

•Remember the devil
was a angel too•
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"What did he say?" Liz rushed over to me leaving the men's drinks she was just making. "nothing" i went back to working. "Tsk rude. i was just asking. Mr.Holland never talks to someone that much. Ever" She stomps away. "distracted yet?" a male voice said as they sat down at the bar, i jumped a little. "Wha- Evans?! the hell are you doing here?" I grabbed a cup to pour him a drink, i didn't want to make it seem like i knew him more then just a average customer. "A check up, judging by your past cases- well case. You know i figured you would have screwed up by now." he took a sip of his whiskey, "Fuck off Chris. there's a reason i'm here and your not."

i wash the counter. "Yea don't forget that reason is cuz you have a vagina and boobs." i turned around. It took everything in me not to want to beat the shit out of him on the spot. But my cover. "Leave chris, now" i turned back around. "What, a man can have a drink, and enjoy the company." Evans said knowing he's testing every fiber in your body. "Now!" "or what?" Evans set his glass done angrily. "She said leave." another voice from behind. Holland stood with his arms crossed, all eyes shifted to us. "And you are?" Evans hadn't seen that it was Holland speaking, He turned around with every intention of getting into a fight, but when his eyes met Holland's, the fear struck him paralysed. "I-uh- i." Evans stuttered. "Leave" holland's facial expression never change. Evans got up and ran out the door.

"Who was that?" Holland sat in the seat that was left vacant by Evans. "No one" i went back to washing off the bar. "you dont like me." he kinda smiles. "does anyone?" i raise a brow at him and make a smirk. "touché. Tom, Holland" he held his hand out. "only because you helped me" i shook his hand. My arm hair stood up at the touch of his hand on mine. "ahh so she can form full sentences." i turned my back to were he's sitting and smiled. I turned back with another full pint in my hand. "On the house, now if that's all Mr. Holland i should get back to work." "that is all love, call me Tom by the way." he stands up and placed 20 pounds on the counter. "oh and, i own the house" he winks and walks away. Of course he does. I'm working for Tom Holland. Shit.

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"omg was he hot?!" my roommate said as i walked out of the bathroom drying my hair. 'Nicole Downey, 21, born in Wales, moved to SouthWest London, attends Uni. Y/n's best and only friend.' "you know i'm not supposed to talk about the case nicole." i start brushing my hair. "Doesn't me you can't tell me if he's as hot as he is on the news." she makes me laugh. "i mean- he's not bad. i wasn't really looking-." she cut my off "bullshit. He's hot isnt he! Ughh your sooo lucky" she threw herself onto my bed. "Yea i'm super lucky to work for a drug dealing, Mob running, mass murder Mobster."
"You forgot hot" she mumbles. i laugh and rinse my tooth brush. "i hate you"

Nicole- shes my only friend. I had more, but after- where i joined the force i devoted all my time to find the mob and my friends never understood, told my i had my head too far up my ass to see what was in front of me. Nicole stayed, said she gets why i'm doing this and she supports me. She always supported me. "Nervous?" she sits down next to me on the couch. "about?" i pulled the blanket up. "the case. it's your first one since-." "i know. i'm not nervous, just cautious. I really don't want what happened last time to happen again. I can't let that happen." "I know. I believe in you."
"your corny" i crack a smile. "but you love me" she hugs me "yea i do." "now back to that Tom Holland" she smirks "oh my godddd" i laugh

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