Kind of a short chapter, I know, but hey! Its my first time writing a fanfic :) I will hopefully get another chapter or two out this week! Be sure to leave reviews and follow the story if you want more!
I was a little envious that Vee snatched my girl from me for the night, but I was glad that she could have a normal evening out with a friend. Me, I was spending this free time trying to cover the tracks of Hank's death. I had to do everything in my power to protect Nora. I had followed a couple of nephilim guys who were styled with the Black Hand brand but only one who looked ranked high enough to know more information, to a club off the coast. I was planning on waiting them out, because I could sense upwards of 20 nephils in the one building, but it appeared that they weren't going to leave anytime soon. Gross.
It had been about 11 o'clock when I decided to check in. She picked up on the 3rd ring. "How was girls' night out?" I asked.
"If Vee had her way, we'd be here all night. All I can think about is bed."
You set yourself up for that one, Angel "We're sharing the same thought." I said, trying not to grin.
"You're thinking about bed too?" She didn't catch the deeper meaning, so I tried again.
"I'm thinking about you in my bed." As soon as I said it, I couldn't help but oblige to let the thoughts enter my head. I would wait as long as it takes, as long as she wanted to wait…
"My mom's waiting up, bad timing." She didn't sound too disappointed. "Can we meet tomorrow? We need to talk."
Ouch… That can't be good. "That doesn't sound good." I heard her send a kiss through the phone and felt a tiny bit of relief pass over me.
"I missed you tonight" I'm glad I wasn't the only one.
I smiled, but there was something I had to do. "The night's not over." I hinted. "After I finish up hereI could swing by your place. Leave your bedroom window unlocked." I had gotten so used to sneaking in through the window that it was like second nature to me now.
"What are you working on?" She picked up on that, huh? Dang.
I sighed deeply before answering and I decided to leave out the gory details of what the rest on my night promised. "Surveillance" I stated firmly, not wanting to elaborate. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either.
"Sounds vague." She stated, unhappily. I looked up and there he was; the nephil I was tailing. He looked like he had just lost a big bet since he was slumping over kicking at rocks off the sidewalk. Haha rookie.
"My target's on the move. I have to roll. I'll be there as soon as I can." With that, I hung up the phone. The nephil was moving pretty slow, so I decided to hang back a block and see where he went. When he got about half a mile away from the club, I swung off the motorcycle and followed him on foot. He wasn't moving at record speed or anything, so I quickly caught up. Catching him off guard, I grabbed his collar and jerked him into the nearest alley, pinning him up agaisnt the wall.
"What the hell dude?!" He tried to escape my grasp, but that only made me slam him up against the bricks harder. As the seconds rolled past, he realized that I wasn't there to do him any favors and he began to shake, looking around wildly for anything that could help him escape my hold.
"What do you know about the Black Hand's death?" I was staring right into his dark brown eyes and he looked away, afraid to face me directly. "What do you know about the Black Hand's Death?" I asked again, this time becoming more impatient.
"Nothing!" He cowered, ashamed of himself. "I-I haven't heard anything! All I know is that he left us empty handed, and the new leader is some girl named Nora!" Suddenly he stood a little taller and flashed a cocky smile. "She better watch her back though because everyone's angry. No one knows her or wants her as a leader even if she was the Blank Hand's daughter. If I find her, she can bet her sweet a-" I cut him off mid sentence with a blow to the head using a rock I picked up off the ground. He fell limp and fell to the ground. I felt no sincereity for the guy. No one can talk about harming Nora, not while I'm breathing. Before I walked away, I slipped the image into his mind that he passed out from too many drinks on his way home and forcing him to forget he even saw me. I pushed his dead weight body out of view from the street. If a human saw him, they would have taken him for dead. But sadly, he would be fine by sun rise. I walked back to the motorcycle and started up the engine. It seems like no matter how many nephilim I question, no one knew a thing. Just as I'd hoped. We just have to keep it that way, I thought, forming a sinister grin. Slowly it changed to real happiness when I remembered where I was heading to now.