Jay
"EXCUSE ME?!" Anon yells at his phone as he paces back and forth.
The acoustics in this hotel suite are fantastic. Anon's voice carries his anger halfway across the suite.
"Who is he talking to?" I ask Parker, who is watching Anon's every move from the couch.
"Melony," Parker whispers hesitantly.
For fucks sake. What did she do this time? Melony has a date with Austin Park tonight. She better not have done anything to mess things up. We have more people joining our cause every day, but not one as influential as Austin Park. We need someone from one of the primary color factions, and getting to MJ Park isn't an easy target. So, we have to start with Austin. This is key to our plan.
"No! Are you kidding me? How the hell will that help anything? Who the fuck brings their boyfriend to a date?" Anon's face is turning a new shade of red I've never seen before.
