I Woke Up 211 by M.P. Arsent
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"Easy big guy, I just want to talk."
Pete turned around and headed back into the room, but didn't slam the door in my face.
Luckily his roomie was out, so I just shut the door behind me.
"Plain and simple Pete, Susan is worried about you."
"So she runs to you without even asking me first?"
"That part I don't know about. All I know is she's upset. So, something you can talk about or not?"
"Den.... I..... I saw how Randy's uncles treated him. I know how big a jerk my dad was. What if.......what if it's something hereditary?"
"Always a possiblity I suppose, but I'm betting this one is more nuture than nature."
"Come again?"
"It was the environment they were raised in. They saw the way their fathers acted and followed suit. Now you had your mother to mitigate your dad, and I know you had a lot of good friends throughout high school, and I'm betting being on the team didn't hurt either. You grew up under different circumstances Pete. I doubt like hell you're going to turn into your uncles, and if I see it happening, I'll give you a good swift kick in the butt."
Pete gave me a look that said "Yeah right".
"You get the point."
"Yeah I do Den. Thanks for caring enough to risk getting clobbered."
"It's what friends are for. Now go put Susans mind to rest."
"If she'll even talk to me."
"She will I'm sure. Hell she cared enough to come to me and Karl afterall."
"Then you need to leave and I need to get my ass in gear."
I left and called Karl and told him I was on my way.
When I got into the apartment I saw there was an official looking envelope on the kitchen table, and it had my name on it. Even more suspicous, there was no return address.
"Karl?"
"No idea lover. Came just after you called by special courier."
"I'm saving it until after supper. Somehow I don't think I'd have much of an appetite if I looked at it now."
We shortly had supper and the envelope sat there staring me in tha face.
Finally I said the hell with it and took the envelope an opened it. There was a dvd case inside of it and nothing else.
"Why do I not like the looks of this Den?"
"Probably because we don't know what the hell is on here."
I took the disc over to the computer and booted the whole thing up. When it accessed the disc it asked for a password. That had me thinking this was from agent Stimson. I thought for a moment and typed in aardvark.
"Thought you'd be able to figure it out Mr Sawyer.
We followed your lead and I called in a few favors.
The long and short of it is we got photos of everyone going in and out of the building that was linked to the company you identified. We got this picture."
A picture of a man came up on screen. It could have been any guy who was tall and slim, as Andros had been, but he head a full beard and moustache.
"Facial recogniton software went to work on that and if you strip away the beard and moustache we get this."
The next picture that came up was indeed Andros.
"We can't extradict him so for the time being we've turned it over to the CIA and Interpol. Now it is a waiting game.
There was another reason for my contacting you.
The feeling around here is that you should be drafted to come to work for us. I've already told my boss that you have no interest but I was told to make the pitch anyway. You ever change your mind Mr Sawyer all you have to do is walk into your local office of the FBI.
Please destroy this disk once you've seen it."
after I ejected the disc I went and got a sharp knife and scratched the hell out of the surface of the disc and then broke it into as many pieces as I could.
"We tell nobody Karl. Hell I bet even I'm not to know as much as I do now."
"I doubt like hell Stimson would break policy just to keep you informed lover. I bet he was just using that information to show you just how good you are at connecting the dots."
"Maybe, but I've already got a job waiting for me. Speaking of which, I need to get some work done for tomorrow."
"Does this mean we're going back to paranoid?"
"I'm not ready to break out the bullet proof vests just yet, but I'm still going to keep up looking over the car. Hell I'm betting Andros has bigger fish to fry at this point."
"Hope to hell you're right lover."
Karl and I both got down to work on school stuff for a couple of hours and then it was a hour in front of the tv before we crashed.
Friday morning and the routine took over. Once classes were done for the day, I just headed home as I intended to spend most of the day at the rec center tomorrow. I was looking to see what we were going to have for supper when my phone rang.
"Hey Den, you guys got plans for tonight?"
"Hey Gordon, not that I'm aware of."
"How about the four of us hit Rons tonight?"
"Karl's not home yet so let me give you a call back in about a half hour."
"Sounds like a plan."
Karl rolled in about 20 minutes later and I put it to him.
"Sure what the hell. I didn't feel like cooking tonight anyway."
I called Gordon and said we'd meet them out there in about a half hour. Karl cleaned up real quick and we were out the door. We got out to Rons at the same time as Gaordon and Aiden.
So it was inside and we found a booth without a problem.
"Well gents good to see you all again."
"Evening Gladys. Any specials tonight?"
"No Specials, but there are a couple of new items on the menu."
She passed us all menus and we went to looking. The new items ended up being buffalo wings,and a Philly cheese steak sandwich.
"I'm going to try the cheesesteak,hold the peppers extra cheese and a coke."
"I knew you'd be the one to start them off Dennis."
Gordon went with the cheesesteak as well, and Aiden did the wings and Karl stuck with the regular bacon cheeseburger.
"Drinks will be right up guys."
Gordon was acting a little ancy so I asked.
"Ok Gordon, what's on your mind?"
"Is it that obvious?
"Only becuase I know you."
"Well.....Aiden and I are thinking about tying the knot, and we wondered what you thought of the idea?"
"Damn Gordy, that's a loaded question. First off, have you considered what your dad might think of the idea?"
"The thought did cross my mind. After last year I'm expecting to be disowned."
"I think your dad might have grown a bit since last year Gordon."
"Yeah maybe, but you haven't answered the question."
"Hey if it's what you guys truly want then go for it, but consider all of the ramifications first. When school is over where are you going to live during the summers? When you graduate the same thing. Not likely that before graduation that either of you will have a job. My point being, don't just do it without thinking it all of the way through."
"Kinda figured that's what you'd say, Karl?"
"Yeah what he said. We had it easy with both sets of our parents understanding. That solved a shit load of problems right there. With your history with your father Gordon it is a definite question to be answered before you take the step. I don't know where you stand with your parents Aiden."
"Mom's happy as hell I've found someone, as far as my stepdad is concerned........well the divorce will be final in a few months, so as far as I'm concerned he isn't even in the picture."
"How is he doing by the way?"
"He's home and a visiting nurse comes by once a day to check on him. Even after all of this shit mom is still over there on the weekends."
Along about that time Pete and Susan came into the place and seeing as we had grabbed one of the larger booths, they joined us and the discussion on marriage was put aside for the time being.
Our food was delivered and Pete saw the cheesesteak sandwiches.
"That's for me tonight!"
Pete and Susan got their order placed and then Paul and Cameron showed up.
"What the hell, the more the merrier!"
So they sat down with us as well. There were now to many different conversations going on for me to keep track of, so I ate while it was hot.
Eventually we all had finished our meals and everbody headed out.
"Conversation isn't over yet Denny."
"I suspected as much Gordy, but think about what was said."
"We plan to."
Karl and I were soon enough back to the apartment and after about an hour in front of the tube we decided to call it a night.
Saturday morning and the routine took over and we were up and out, laps run and back to the apartment for breakfast. I headed out to the rec center about 11. When I got there the room was indeed open so I went in and changed up. It was out to the room and a good stretch out. I did take a look around and saw that there were people watching today, so I would only be throwing the doubles, except off the high bar.
I did notice one guy in particular with a camera, and from what I could see, a damn good one.
I had worked all of the stations and was getting ready to break for lunch when the guy with the camera walked up to me.
"Mr Sawyer, can I have a couple of minutes?"
"And you are?"
"Brandon Clemson, independent photographer/writer."
"So what is it you need?"
"Rumor has it that you've got a triple you're holding onto in the floor excercise. I didn't see it your practice today."
"I've heard that rumor too. Wish I knew who started it."
"So, you're denying the rumor?"
Now if I denied it that would be a flat out lie,something I didn't want to do. If I confirmed it that may very well lead others to think that rumors of a triple in the vault and more could well be true.
So what did I say?