CODE NAME: VAMP

CN: V.2 - Good Morning, Beautiful

Finally!

I got around to posting the second chapter of my Jimon Thriller. I can't promise when the next part will come out but I have a good feeling about the story. 

I hope you enjoy this part. 

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"So, how do you know my grandmother?" Jace asked, as they got into Simon's black Mercedes.

"I'm her Head of Security." Simon said, tongue in cheek. Jace arched an eyebrow.

"Really?" Jace frowned. "I wasn't aware Atwood had resigned."

Shit.

"I'm usually on the field." Simon said. "That's all I'm telling you. Anymore, then I'll have to kill you."

Jace laughed and Simon joined him. Crisis averted.

Jace didn't have to know that Simon wasn't joking. Imogen had told him over and over again that the Institute was completely classified. Like, so far underground that only a handful of people knew about it. To the outside world, it was just a security company, but underneath that cover, it was so much more.

If anyone needed to eliminate anybody, Imogen was called.

If some dignitary was to be assassinated, Imogen was called.

If VVIPs were needed to be rescued, Imogen was called.

Simon didn't mind at all, as long as he got kill people, Imogen could call him whenever she wanted.

Plus the pay wasn't so bad.

"So where're we going?" Jace asked.

"Do you want a drink or do you want a drink?" Simon asked, a small smirk on his face.

"What's the difference?" Jace asked innocently. Simon laughed.

"My place it is..." Simon said as he started the car and drove home. It was going to be a really fun night.

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Jace stood in front of a huge bungalow.

At least he thought it was a bungalow.

"You live here?" he asked. The place was almost as big as the mansion he lived in with his grandmother. The property was huge and looked like something in one of those telenovellas his grandmother watched on her days off.

"So you live here alone?" Jace asked again as Simon opened the door and led him inside. The foyer was huge. Just how much did his grandmother pay this guy?

"I like my space." Simon said simply. "Want a tour?"

"I'd like that drink first." Jace said. Simon grinned.

"Of course." He said. "This way..." Simon led him to a room with a huge plasma TV and an Xbox console. The room looked like it was well lived in. There were cushions scattered all over the chairs and a futon right in front of the TV. He walked towards the TV and bent down to look at the games next to the console.

Not bad.

""Do you play?" he heard Simon ask as he came back into the room with two bottles of beer in his hands.

"Nothing intense." Jace replied taking a bottle from him. "I take it you are a gamer."

"Only when I'm not too busy." Simon said. "And for the past couple of days I have had a lot of free time. Excuse the mess."