NIGHTBLADE

Chapter 23

It's a calm and beautiful morning for a walk around the place. Victor and Damian were just about to leave the apartment when Uncle Terry called them back in.

"Here's some cash that you can use to buy what you need," he told them as he gave each of them money. "But be sure to meet up at that party you mentioned Victor."

"Yes, uncle." Victor replied, "What time should we be there again?"

"At around 6 PM."

"Gotcha. We'll be there as soon as we're done."

Later, by the time they went outside, they split up to go where they needed or rather wanted to go.

"What do you intend to do with the money?" Neon asked,

Damian thought about it, "I'm not sure." he replied, "Probably gonna buy some snacks before we head over to the party."

"I see."

Just before Damian walked around to find a convenience store, he felt a breeze blowing past him. It was a lot colder than the last time he felt it. He cautiously looked around and found a man walking towards the entrance of a building carrying what appears to be a pink present.

A few minutes later, the same man walked out of the building with his head hung down feeling disappointed. He then saw on a bench and looked like he got bad news.

Out of curiosity, Damian approached the man. "Is there something wrong, sir?" he asked,

The man looked up and replied, "Oh, yeah. I'm okay."

"Doesn't look like it."

"Really?"

"Did you get kicked out of your job or something?"

"No. It's just that I've been trying to contact this girl I liked," The man showed Damian a picture. Damian recognized her.

Later, they were sitting outside a convenience store and the man continued to tell Damian his side of the story.

"I, uh, don't know your name," Damian told the man,

"My name is Josh." The man replied, he then handed Damian a calling card, "Please contact me if she is ever around,"

Josh immediately walked away in a hurry leaving Damian there, confused.

"Okay. That was weird." Damian said,

"I honestly can't believe what he just told us." Neon added,

"If only we could talk to him about it more," Damian looked at his watch, "But we better go to that party,"

"Let's go," Neon said,

After taking one last bite of the cracker he bought, Damian slipped the calling card in his wallet and ran to where Uncle Terry said to meet up.