Fallout New Vegas (rerun)

The White Glove Society Pt2

(Jason's pov)

I arrived back the lucky 38 to store all the stuff I had bought yesterday I went down to the suite level "okay now to not wake her just yet" I found a wardrobe cabinet and put the armor in there I then wrapped the box of fruit with paper and stored it in the fridge "just so I get the message across" I thought to myself writing a note and sticking it on the box it wrote "touch them and I will kill y'all" I closed the fridge "now to get on with this white glove alliance" I walked to the ultra luxe "I beg your pardon sir but may I ask for you to turn over your weapons" "um yeah sure" I said handing my weapons over keeping a pistol hidden "I'm sorry for the slight inconvenience but we simply cannot let visitors waving their weapons around that is not the atmosphere we permit" "alright well I'm gonna go do stuff" "have a good evening sir" "okay I'm in I should probably speak to one of the leaders if I want to get any steps in the right direction" I thought to myself looking around "bingo" I spotted a man in a tux and top hat I made my way over to him "how may I be of service sir" "well I'm gonna get straight to the point I hear you and your group dines on human flesh" "ah yes I've heard that one too jealous people say such nasty things I feel sorry for them" "yeah I too know what it's like to feel the craving how can I support your cause?" I lied "good then you know what it is like to be discreet in matters of...nutrition perhaps you can help me you see I'm in a bind I've been preparing an exquisite society dinner but theres a bit of a problem with the main course...he's got a powerful and temperamental father" "the main course is a person?" "Yes the wrong person we scouted the right one for weeks the heir to a Mercantile empire sort of a black sheep he cut ties with his family and left their estate to wander he was ideal corn fed and well to do but no one to miss him if he were to disappear unfortunately the trap my subordinates laid failed he got a good look at their faces and now he's wary" "so what did you do?" "I asked for a last minute replacement and they stole the son of the most dangerous brahmin baron in all of New Vegas while he stayed at this very hotel needless to say this could be a disaster if things aren't put back the way they should be and I still need someone reputable to serve for dinner strictly speaking were no longer allowed to eat people but I'm hoping the right person and preperation might sway Marjorie to see things my way" this whole thing reminded me of Clay's backstory how his closest friends were eaten by cannibals but orders are orders so I had to suck it up "just...tell me what to do" "I need a replacement, and I need the boy taken care of the replacement must be healthy and well bred one can't very well make steak from gristle with so little time, we'll have to go after our original choice Carlyle St Clair he lives in a shack north of here for freshness we need him alive if you could send him here or knock him out with this and drag him into the dumpster next to his house we can take care of the rest" "so what about the boy" "Ted Gunderson is his name it would be simplest if you could convince him that this was all a complete misunderstanding but if he won't listen we can't very well let him go he'll have to be slaughtered and served then we wouldn't need the replacement but you would need to deal with his father Heck perhaps if you could smear some of Ted's blood around his father's hotel room you could frame him" "well couldn't Heck just say intruders killed his son?" "No everyone he meets he tells the same story that his son dissapeared from the casino not the hotel room he'll look guilty" "alright I guess I'll do it your way" "splendid splendid the boy is being held in the kitchen underneath the gourmand here are some keys that will allow you access to him the elder Gunderson is staying at our penthouse I understand he's hired security so be careful if you go up there and mr St Clair resides to the north he rarely strays from his house and he's rigged it with booby traps" I took the keys "alright I'll do this see ya" "indeed" I got up and made my way to the gourmand "that must be the kitchen" I thought to myself seeing a door beside the bar I entered through the door seeing a massive array of hallways "now to find this kid".