As we Come and Go ~~ Jack x Ayla Story ~~

you still have faith in me

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"Hi! Yes this is Brooke Lawrence, I'm a family friend of one of your inmates.. he used to be formerly known as Mr.Teslermabe? I was wondering if I could have a copy of your visiting hour's schedule or figure out a formal time to come and see him. I think he deserves a little visit.."
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Three Months Ago,
April 24th, 7am
Vancouver's Clark County Inmate Center

With the crisp spring air and the melancholy aura of the Inmate Center driving every single motive the Brunette had since the beginning and with the intentions at hand instantly matching the ones of a man she so desperately needed to seal the deal once and for all, Brooke clicked her heels against the cold stone sidewalk with nothing but confidence under her belt. From years of research and analyzation to finally putting forth the persuasion and her intentions at hand to good use, Brooke made her way down the long and hollow corridors with nothing but stride and cunningness, with the realization that the ball was finally in her court for once, eventually reaching the front desk with ease.

"Hi ma'am! Are you here to see an inmate or do any post or pre bail today?" the receptionist states instantly as Brooke gradually takes off her sunglasses while running her hands through her hair.

"Hi! Yes I'm here to speak to Mr. Teslermabe, I called a couple of days ago and arranged to have a more private and primitive meeting since we are discussing family matters and what not..will I be able to see him today?" Brooke smirks, signing her name in without a go ahead.

"Um yeah, you can see him today..I'm sure he was awaiting you or expecting you if you did a phone in call. George will show you where the common areas are..uh George can you show her to the common areas?" the receptionist nods slowly, taking the chart in an attempt to update the system as George made his way to the front desk.

"Yeah sure of course, right this way miss" George nods, walking down yet another long and slender corridor.

"Thank you George.." Brooke whispers underneath her breath as she follows directly behind him.

With head turns from each inmate accounted for as she gradually made her way to the common area filled with casual conversations between friends, loved ones, and other convicts, she began to scan the atmosphere for the business man's deteriorating aura as no shift from riches to rags is as pleasant as most try to project. Eye to eye in each corner with inmates admiring what she could bring to the table, she eventually made her way to a clear table free of any distractions that may potentially put her one and only transaction at risk with years of work ahead and planning details and observing actions, deprivations, as well as personalities intertwining to no use. With George's informative measures passed down from one guard to the next eventually reaching the last guard in line, a single distinctive call was a enough to pull her out of her trance as the businessman of all businessmen made his way out of his cell and into the common corridors.

"Hey Big Shot! You finally got a visitor after two and a half years!" the guard yells as Mr. Teslermabe made his way out of his cell instantly handcuffed.

"If it's not my daughter, it's not worth my time boys! Send the lawyer or some superficial shit back to the real world ok? I'm not in the mood for the fuckery today!" he yells as he is pushed out the doors, instantly being confronted with the Brunette and her wide smirk.

"Mr. Teslermabe! It is so nice to finally see you again!" Brooke smiles as the guards sit him down in front of her.

"It's so good to see you too?.." he whispers back, dazed and confused at her perky aura.