The Killer
Chapter One: Longer Than You Think
4:07pm
Its been a little over a month since I agreed to do this little job or whatever. Andrew has called me back to Memphis, for some reason. I got here early this morning, the meeting is taking place in a few minutes.
The door opens and Andrew walks in, by himself this time. He sits behind his desk as I get comfortable in the leather chair in front of the large, wooden desk.
‘’Mr. Styles.. nice to see you again.. its been a few weeks.’’ He says, looking at me. I try to ignore his gaze, so I try staring at the ground.
“Yeah.’’ I mumble in response, not having much to say.
‘’Well, since you’ve been getting some leads and all… I was thinking, along with some other important figures, that you need.. a partner, to help in the places… you need assistance. Like figuring things out.’’ He says.
I look up, shocked a little pissed by what he just said. Did he just call me stupid? Bastard. I let a sarcastic laugh escape as I roll my eyes.
“Let me remind you, Andrew, of the things I’ve done in the past. I once broke in to one of London’s most secured banks.. you know. And I sorta like, took a lot of money. Duh. So, don’t fucking call me stupid. ‘Cus I don’t have any problems, but you, on the other hand, got more problems than a damn math test.’’ I say, straight forward.
‘’Great analogy, Harry. I’ll have to use that one day.’’ He smiles gently.
‘’Don’t fucking call me Harry, you should know how to probably greet some one, especially some one who’s trying to fucking help you.’’ I tell him.
‘’Well, my apologizes,Mr. Styles. Anyways, I didn’t mean you were stupid or any thing like that, I was just saying.. we have very good people in the industry that can help you with putting the pieces together, logical thinkers and extremely smart people,” Andrew says, trying to convince me to along with this.
‘’Listen, I don’t give two fucks who you pair me up with, but it better not be a dick. There’s only room for one bastard in this, and that’s me. Got it?’’ I raise an eyebrow up at him.
‘’Mr. Styles, you do just realize that you called yourself a bastard?’’ He asks me.
‘’Yes. I do. That’s why I said it, idiot. If I’m gonna have to work with some one, you better let them know I’m everything in the team. I’m the bitch. I’m the smart-ass. I’m the bastard. And I’m the dick. Just give me a smart and quiet person, that’s all I need.’’ I confirm my opinions on myself, they’re all true anyways.
“Okay, I’m sure we can get someone with those characteristics.’’ He nods, writing something on a piece of paper.
‘’When can I fucking leave?’’ I sigh out, crossing my arms on my chest.
‘’In a few moments, but.. we’ll need you to come back at around 9 or so. You’re partner will probably be here by then.’’ He tells me.
‘’Okay, good.’’ I say as I stand up, walking to the door.
As I grab the handle and twist it, I look back at him. He glances up at me, too.
‘’By the way.. this is gonna take longer than you all think it is.’’ I mumble, opening the door.
I close the door as I exit into the hallway, ready to begin the trip downstairs and to the parking lot.
How can they expect me to find some one in three months? Especially some one as smart and strategic as Louis is.
I mean, damn. I’ve known the guy my entire life. He’s the type to plan out something as he goes, only because he knows it’ll work out perfectly.
It may be easy for them to hunt a robber in a day or so.. but for me.. and the person I’m dealing with.. it’ll be a lot longer than three months.
Its been a little over a month since I agreed to do this little job or whatever. Andrew has called me back to Memphis, for some reason. I got here early this morning, the meeting is taking place in a few minutes.
The door opens and Andrew walks in, by himself this time. He sits behind his desk as I get comfortable in the leather chair in front of the large, wooden desk.
‘’Mr. Styles.. nice to see you again.. its been a few weeks.’’ He says, looking at me. I try to ignore his gaze, so I try staring at the ground.
“Yeah.’’ I mumble in response, not having much to say.
‘’Well, since you’ve been getting some leads and all… I was thinking, along with some other important figures, that you need.. a partner, to help in the places… you need assistance. Like figuring things out.’’ He says.
I look up, shocked a little pissed by what he just said. Did he just call me stupid? Bastard. I let a sarcastic laugh escape as I roll my eyes.
“Let me remind you, Andrew, of the things I’ve done in the past. I once broke in to one of London’s most secured banks.. you know. And I sorta like, took a lot of money. Duh. So, don’t fucking call me stupid. ‘Cus I don’t have any problems, but you, on the other hand, got more problems than a damn math test.’’ I say, straight forward.
‘’Great analogy, Harry. I’ll have to use that one day.’’ He smiles gently.
‘’Don’t fucking call me Harry, you should know how to probably greet some one, especially some one who’s trying to fucking help you.’’ I tell him.
‘’Well, my apologizes,Mr. Styles. Anyways, I didn’t mean you were stupid or any thing like that, I was just saying.. we have very good people in the industry that can help you with putting the pieces together, logical thinkers and extremely smart people,” Andrew says, trying to convince me to along with this.
‘’Listen, I don’t give two fucks who you pair me up with, but it better not be a dick. There’s only room for one bastard in this, and that’s me. Got it?’’ I raise an eyebrow up at him.
‘’Mr. Styles, you do just realize that you called yourself a bastard?’’ He asks me.
‘’Yes. I do. That’s why I said it, idiot. If I’m gonna have to work with some one, you better let them know I’m everything in the team. I’m the bitch. I’m the smart-ass. I’m the bastard. And I’m the dick. Just give me a smart and quiet person, that’s all I need.’’ I confirm my opinions on myself, they’re all true anyways.
“Okay, I’m sure we can get someone with those characteristics.’’ He nods, writing something on a piece of paper.
‘’When can I fucking leave?’’ I sigh out, crossing my arms on my chest.
‘’In a few moments, but.. we’ll need you to come back at around 9 or so. You’re partner will probably be here by then.’’ He tells me.
‘’Okay, good.’’ I say as I stand up, walking to the door.
As I grab the handle and twist it, I look back at him. He glances up at me, too.
‘’By the way.. this is gonna take longer than you all think it is.’’ I mumble, opening the door.
I close the door as I exit into the hallway, ready to begin the trip downstairs and to the parking lot.
How can they expect me to find some one in three months? Especially some one as smart and strategic as Louis is.
I mean, damn. I’ve known the guy my entire life. He’s the type to plan out something as he goes, only because he knows it’ll work out perfectly.
It may be easy for them to hunt a robber in a day or so.. but for me.. and the person I’m dealing with.. it’ll be a lot longer than three months.
Notes
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