Chapter 3

   I open my eye’s at the sound of my alarm. I get up slowly looking around the dark room, Though the ambient lighting is enough to see my eyes still need a moment to adjust to the light.

Though I’m dreading having to repeat the same cycle that I have been sticking to the past two weeks I know that I need to incase the Mayor try’s any funny business! John drives up as I exit the building.

 I quickly get in, Mentally preparing myself for the fucking blue blood’s that I’m going to have to see again…,  Though I’m going to enjoy seeing the new toy I showed to Troy, I feel the overweening need to see how well he did turning him into a good little pet for the syndicate.

I arrive at the cafe as usual. 

I walk in place my order and ask for the paper, Then I look for a seat. As I do I see a familiar face..,

It’s that girl again.

I walk slowly behind her to the bar in front of the window glancing over to see her., On the screen in front of her is a drawing of a man who look familiar, I linger on it longer than I would like to admit…,

Ripping my gaze away from her I place it firmly on the blue bloods in front of me.

I continue this same routine for the next week before I see the girl again.

 This time she is not sketching but reading a book. As per my normal routine I sit at my usual spot but this time Troy is waiting for me there, 

Though he has a cover.

He is ‘On the phone’

  Troy thought this was the best way to speak without raising any suspicion, But it still requirers me to raise the paper just high enough so they don’t see me speak. Troy start’s speaking first.

“Zane has found us some interesting information” He take’s a sip of his tea. 

“Though we can not be sure what they are saying is fully true they will be ‘trying’ to arrest you soon.” 

It take’s me a moment at reply as to not over react to his words. “Where did he hear this from” 

Troy look’s up form a moment as a bus passes by. “From are new little pet on the force.., He has proven useful since I helped him see eye to eye with Zane..” Once again even without looking I can sense that twisted look in his eyes and he stares across at where the blue blood’s are stationed.

A few more day’s pass.., 

There are little to no sighs of the information that Zane shared with Troy coming true, But we still are still cautious. “That will be 15.95 Miss” Bing. 

“You’er all set thank you and come again.” The girl is here once again.., But this time with a man, She even bought him coffee and they are now sitting right by my usual spot. “It’s nice to see you again Sir!” The barista flashes me a smile. “That will be 5.24 Sir” I hand the barista a ten dollar bill and walk to where I usually sit my coat brushes against the girls back she seems not to notice…, Infect she seems uneasy. 

     “So if I’m getting this straight…”

She fidgets in her seat.

    “You think that my current audience won’t like a Mafia     

     action comic?!”

The girl look’s visibly shocked at the man. 

“That is not what I’m saying exactly…” The man shuffles his feet, moving himself closer to her.

“You see.., Your last comic series was on an obsessive and nefarious Duke who only has eyes for the sad and extremely lonely female lead..” He seem’s to pause trying to find the right words. 

“I feel that a modern Mafia Comic may shock them! Especially if there is no romance.” 

He pushes his hand’s together resting his elbow’s on the bar. 

“Douglas.., He was inspirational.., You made a Gruff and unfeeling male lead, Who’s action’s made your audience hate him, To the point they would never want him to let have the female lead” He says to her almost seeming rushed to get the word’s out. 

“Than you used Flora to redeem him and turn him into a character that was a corner stone to you comic.., Have you seen how some of your reader’s have reacted to Flora death!” He stare’s at the girl with a almost unfeeling look.

        “Well…., Flora did redeem him, But he was never the true villain everyone wanted him to be…,”

Tear’s seem to form at the edges of her eye’s it almost make’s me angry to listen to the scene unfold behind me, But I remain glued to the window.

      “The true villain was Prince William.., He was harmfully obsessed with seeing Flora suffer!”

The man shake’s his head at her.

“But how could you allow him to kill her! You could have rung it out for two more series.”

The girl look’s to the floor before responding.

      “Because…., There was no stoping him…. She wanted to protect Douglas from William, So she did the only thing she could…, She chose death” 

There girl’s lip’s quiver…., She look’s around as if trying to find something.

      “Before you completely dismiss my new story could you at lest look at the main character first?”

She swallows.

     “After all I worked on the first two episodes these past two weeks!” 

The man looks at her for a moment. 

“Sure why not.., But just know if I don’t like it,

I will find a way to make you resume The Duke and 

the Fae!”  She nod’s intently at the man, They then both become quite.., “I’ll think about it” 

The man says rapidly. “I’ll let you know in a week or two what I think. In the mean time can you add some romance to it?” The girl clap’s her hand’s together. “Don’t worry I’m way ahead of you!”

I feel a small sense of pride for some reason……, 

I Wonder why? 

Is it because he agreed to her proclamation..? 

I’m some what left in a limbo wondering why I feel such a way about her.., I don’t quite know where to place the new found……? Curiosity..? I shrug off whatever it is that I am feeling looking back to the blue boy’s seated across the road from me, There looming, almost absent stairs….,

I feel its time to start to make my move.

Just as I stand to leave I bump into the girl, Staring down at her she looked up to me with her simmering haze eyes……. I hold her gaze for a minute, then two, then three.., But the man robs me of her attention by calling her name. 

“Lana…, Lana! Can you send me his backstory!”

The man’s voice annoys me, But her eye’s seem to.! I stop the though before it crosses my mind fully! 

I throw my coat back on and rush toward the door, How am I suppose to pretend that I did not just brake my routine……., I need to get to Troy as fast as possible! I feel as though I’m getting sick! As I move closer to the door I see the blue blood leave in there van, going in the direction of where the car is parked. 

I brake the small sensor in my pocket, Doing this immediately alerts both John and Troy… I don’t head toward the car but in the other direction, When I get to the end of the alley I’m currently in there is a dumpster the look’s normal enough to most people but it in fact is far from it.  

A few quick motion’s reveals a pitch black Kawasaki H2R with gold details, Though it’s not as flashy some of my other motorcycles I prefer it for the sound of the engine.

I know that the moment I alerted them, John left, And Troy is on the way to our rendezvous point.

As I speed down the opposing street as to avoid where the blue blood fucker’s may be I barely come to a stop at the red light for the school bus, Funnily enough girl from the cafe is next to me in the turning lane with her windows down blaring her music.

     “Nice Bike!”

My head snaps in her direction. 

       “Sorry.., Did I scare you?”

Before I can even reply to her she turn’s at the signal of the light…., Did I just freeze at her speaking to me? The car behind me honks before my head can stop spinning, So I ignore my though’s instead focusing on getting to the rendezvous point as fast as possible.