Acted to Love

Part 25 The right answer

HIS POV

Troy arrived with his service car that Friday morning with his phone and car keys, confirming the brown head's trickeries.

He almost wants to drive to their Brinson's house and strangle the girl but it's Friday, there's congressional meeting and he will be late. He got a lot of crease in his right face and arms with a whole stiff body to face the brown head anyways. That's why he sent Troy to drive Patty to her place so he can flew directly to Sanders.

But that doesn't mean he forgot whatever Jolly Thomas did

That's what he's trying to do when he pushed that door bell of Thomas' girl house that Saturday for many times. But the girl opened the door with full of green mangoes in her mouth and that concerned him.

"Are you trying to choke yourself!" he exclaimed while soothing her back. Is he going to do that manouver something? Jesus, the baby might come instead of that mango!

But the girl stick out her right forefinger and forced one powerful swallow

"Come in!" she lively said. He gasped at the woman who turned her back after saying that. A change in an instant.

"How's your immersion?"

"What the….. why did you left us?" he asked instead of answering Jb's question

She turned at her living room and crossed her arms on that big Transformer thirt she's in, "It's called immersion, alright, because you need to sleep there. That's why we left you two"

"Just for your information and for future references as well, telling me about the plan is the most sensible approach," he said. He planned to announce it harshly but that kind of Gab didn't enter their house. He's going crazy now that he befriend that shrew.

"I told you right? Immersion, immersion, immersion. You need to sleep there! You can't understand what's going on there by interviewing them. You need to feel it, alright?" she defended

He slit his eyes, "Oh, so you took my phone and my keys?"

"Yeah about that," she averted her eyes towards the ceiling then returned it to his face, "I meant that to happen because I'm afraid you'll escape"

"Me? Only me? Not Patty?"

She waved her hand, "Patty looks princessy but never acted princess on set. That's what her co worker commented about her with their interviews, so she can do that thing. She even carry big cameras and sound machines at set when there's few men who can do that. Those are heavy. Did you know showbiz crews named her one of those persons that easy to work with?"

He frowned. He never pictured Patricia James like that. "How did you know those things about Patty? You just knew her recently"

"Duh, what I can do freely right now is to search internet at my desktop upstairs. Which reminds me, you promised me to cook a siumaai"

Oh no

"Wait, I don't have ingredients I need to…."

"No worries, I have those in my fridge. Supplies delivered earlier today. Come in my kitchen," she commanded…. It's a command but she did it softly and turned towards their kitchen with her high ponytail's end almost slapping hisface.

"I thought you don't want to use credit card?" he inquired when he entered their kitchen.

"Well Carl's bestfriend went here earlier to deliver. He knew I don't like using credit cards too. Carl seems reminding everyone about it," she answered while bending in her fridge with those short shorts. "What do you need? Carrots? Lettuce?"