"Hmm.. "
Bloodwork regained some of his lost soul as he finally saw the look on Luscious's face change since the first time they met. It seems that he still had uses for him and as long as he is useful he will certainly remain.... alive. Although he knew that clock was ticking and as the things were goins his hours to live were going to be limited, he still had hope that someone..... anyone would come to save him.
"Please continue talking.. Mr Lutkins"
Lucious spoke in his stotic voice.
Lester who had been quietly standing,watching the drama unfold finay decided to lean on the comuter desk...giving jis poor legs finally some rest. Working 24 by seven on a comuter without any physical exercise has certainly taken a toll on his health.
"Yes... Francis he was there in Seattle that day... And... He was.. He was the one who faught the CCD squad 2 "
Bloodworl spoke, his voice calming down a little.
"Hmmm... Please tell me everything that happened ..... In detail.... Mr. Lutkins"
The blood from the newest scar on his face once again reached his nose. Bloodwork jerked his head, after getting rid of the blood he quickly responded.
"It would be better if I tell from the beggning..... So what day was it again... yes..it was Saturday....
.....
6 weeks ago,
Los Angeles, USA.
In a room of 40th floor of a tall skyscraper, in the central part of the gorgeous city of LA sounds ok moans were echoing. Two naked people was engaged in a sexual intercourse. The woman was a blone girl, she was young maybe around 27-28 years old. The man also looked not that old. He had a lean muscular body and.... a good stamina.
After a pleasureful climax which lasted one minute, bloodwork fell on the bed. Tired yet satisfied. He appearance was the same, just there were no bruises on his on his smooth face. There were also absence of those wrinkles which he would be getting due to the stress in the upcoming days.
Thanks to the expensive makup or what the middle aged man here looked no more than 30.
The blonde women also laid on the bed. She had green brown eyes, long blonde hair and a great figure which Bloodwork just enjoyed. Other than her blonde hairs and exotic figure there was nothing else distinct about her.
"What are you laying here for, I already paid you in advance. Now get lost"
The women flinched and got up, she picked her clothes up which were over the place and quickly got dressed.
After getting her clothes on she walked to the door and without saying any words... left. She was not new to this, this happened every time her clients were satisfied. They treated her nicely only till they have not quenched their thrist. ..... Being a prostitute sure was difficult.
Back in the room, Bloodwork watched as the girl left. Turning his head around he gazed the room.... the luxurious room which was now messy. The room was certainly luxiourious, there was a king sized double bed in the center, the view from the windows on the right side of the bed was quite pleasent. It was night time right now but during the day these windows displayed the beautiful beaches of L. A.
On the left side of the room was a closet, itt wood had a red streak. What might it be made of.. Indian redwood maybe.
Next to the closet on the wall was a beautiful landscape. There were mountains and grassfields, a beautiful sun and lastly animals which were like decor pieces. Truely a scenery that did not exist in this modern day earth.
Bloodwork's eyes stared out of the open window for a second or two. He stood up and started picking up his cloths which he had carelessly threw away in heat.
*ring ring ring*
He had just finished getting dressed in his white shirt and brown pant when his smarthphone rang.
He walked to the bed and picked up the phone.He was going to be annoyed if anyone called him on this time for some nonsense however on seeing the number on the display he quickly picked the call up without a single thought, how could he not when the phone bo belonged to Francis.
"Hello"
Bloodwork spoke. His voice now completely opposite of when he talked to the prostitute. Previously it was filled with rudeness but now what it contained was a formal respect
"Hello Oliver... " deep voice of a man came from the opposite end. It voice itself was dripping from authority and power.
"Where are you at the moment"
The raspy, bold voice continued not waiting for Bloodwork's reply.
"I am currently in Los Angles boss, I came here for some... private business...why do you ask "
Blokdwork replied, not at all feeling good bothered that he was previously cut off like he had no significance at all.
"I have something I want you to do....and Let me tell you...this time it is going to be tough, not like most of the work you have done till date"
Francis said, ignoring Bloodwork's question. Bloodwork however still did not mind it, even if he had never seen his boss... Francis.... He still knew that he would be someone powerful. After all the things that he himself had done on Francis's demands were something that someone average can never dare to imagine.
"Please don't hype it up unnecessarily boss. You say the same line for every job you give me."
Bloodwork said, even if his words were unformal his tone was not. And he could ou speak to Francis this way because of the years he had spent working for the man.
"It is because I don't want you to die, you have been working for me for a long time now.... at this point you have become one of those few people can I can expect something from.....I don't like useful people dying"
An eerie silence got stationed on the phone line for a moments. Bloodwork was feeling slightly conflicted right now. He had been working for this man for years and he still adressed him like a tool. According to his knowledge he was now at the top of all those people who worked for Francis.... The letters as he called them..... He was letter A.
He did not know the bases of this hirearchy that Francis has created but he was sure that it was not based on fighting strength. It it was then he would surely not be at the top but still he was...Francis himself had told him that.
Burying his thought deep he opened his mouth.
"What do I have to do this time .... and what would be the amount"
...
"Don't worry about the money.... It would be the greatest sum you have ever received. As for the task.... You have to steal a something from the CCD storage headquarters"