Get out

Caller ID

Finding the phone and plugging it into the recording device was easy. Finding a comfortable chair for Eddy to sit in was easy, and even making sure the call was difficult to trace was easy. What was hard was knowing Eddy would be talking to his girlfriend in just a few minutes. But of course, he wasn’t jealous. Eddy wasn’t his to be jealous about.
“So, there’s gotta be rules for the call,” he said to Eddy as he sat back down in his chair. It was simply about pressing the “call”-button now. Maybe she wouldn’t even answer him? “I’ll be present, that’s number one.”

 “Okay, so that’s rule number one, what’s the other rules,” Eddy raised an eyebrow, he’d have to speak in some code to get points across to Alex without Brett realizing it. It was better to speak in code than other languages, since he didn’t know which ones Brett could understand.

“On speakerphone. That’s the second rule,” Brett said, running a hand through his hair. He wasn’t completely sure if this was a good idea. Maybe he was being too nice? “And if I catch you saying anything that could lead anyone here, I’ll have to end the call. I hope you understand.”

“But if I already told before you stop the call, what’s the use of that?” Eddy asked not really seeing the point with that. Like it was understandable to end the call but also kind of useless that far in.

“Because I assume you’re interested in continuing to talk to her,” Brett said, raising an eyebrow. The way Eddy talked made him unsure. It seemed even more like a bad idea now. “Or did you have any plans to say something stupid? I don’t have to be nice, you know.”

 “I suppose you are right about that,” Eddy was more in the business of escaping but if that bribe floated Brett’s boat then so be it, “I would also like to point out that I actually don’t know where I am. Like I haven’t been outside so there’s no way I could know your address. Just saying. Also define stupid? Like stupid, idiotic or punishable stupid?”

He knew Brett didn’t have to be nice but he had a feeling that the elder wouldn’t be mean to him. Just a hunch considering all of the bosses other special treatment.

“As in anything that could be considered information for the organization,” Brett said flatly, shaking his head. He didn’t like Eddy’s tone with this. He should really be more grateful, in his opinion. Well, maybe he would show it better after. “Oh, and it’d be nice if you didn’t let it drag out forever. Keep it to around half an hour. I’ll let you know when it’s time.”

“As you wish,” Eddy nodded slightly, he was a lot more excited about it last night, when he had jumped in Brett’s lap to hug. But a night full of nightmares and waking up alone really messed with a person's mood. Especially when he woke up in hope that Alex had come,instead it was an empty room where he was held prisoner. This of course made him a lot more pissy with Brett, the man keeping him away from his life and his lover!

“Alright, then. Here you go,” Brett said, shoving the phone across his desk. He dreaded how sweet they’d probably sound together. He dreaded the proof of her existence.  “Let’s hope she picks up.”

 “One can always hope,” Eddy gingerly took the phone as he sighed. He hoped Alex would pick up, otherwise he would just be angry at the world for a bit longer. The assassin quickly dialed the number, not sure how he felt about the information being known the people there. After that he set the phone down, putting it on speaker phone so they could hear it ring.

Brett felt his stomach tighten as the tone repeated a few times. He was probably more nervous than Eddy while waiting for an answer. He caught himself wondering what kind of voice she had. Was she soft spoken? Or was Eddy more into some melodic voice, or maybe just a more tom-boy kind of girl? She did work for the organization after all…