"He lives in Detroit" Lenny said as he handed Billy a photograph of Jack. Billy took the picture and studied it, silently gritting his teeth in frustration.
"Last time y' guys tried to find him they said he lived in New York or some shit" Billy griped, his grip on the photo growing tighter.
Lenny silently gulped in anxiety. He had seen Billy mad before, and he had seen what happened to the people who angered him. He didn't want to be one of those people.
"Look Billy, workin' around the system ain't an easy job!" he said nervously, "I mean you know how many 'Jack's we had to go through! You know how many kids we had to go and actually see for ourselves! Just to make sure he was, or wasn't, the right one! I know I fucked up before but not this time B, not this time." Lenny was panting. Everytime he felt under pressure he automatically began to talk at warped speed. This usually annoyed Billy which made Lenny even more nervous when he realized what he had unintentionally done. "Fuckin habit!" he thought to himself as he awaited to be screamed at like a foolish child.
Thankfully, that wasn't the reaction he got.
He reassuringly let go of his breath when he saw that Billy was smirking, a thing Lenny had rarely seen on, not just Billy, but any Darley.
His eyes were still glued to the recent picture of Jack. It had been years since Billy had seen his baby brother.
"Y' right Len, this is him. I'd know that face anywhere. He looks just like me n' Joe. Spittin' fucking image!" Billy announced as he threw the picture on the table beside him.
"Corky got us both some plane tickets to Detroit tonight. We figured y' would want to leave A.S.A.P" Lenny said, watching Billy throw on his dead brother Joe's old jacket.
Billy lit a cigarette and grabbed the gun that was taped under the table.
He pointed it at Lenny, and cocked it.
Lenny frantically raised his hands in the air and yelled, "Billy! Billy! B wait! We found him! Y' said so y'self! We found him B! What tha fuck are y' doin?" he was obviously in a panic.
Billy smirked that same evil grin and aimed at Lenny's shaking skull. He chuckled quietly.
"Boom" he mumbled as he watched the expression on Lenny's face change from horror to thankfulness.
"Man fuck y' Billy! You had me scared shitless you asshole!" Lenny screamed kicking at a chair.
Billy smirked and put the gun in the back part of his jeans. He lit another cigarette and grabbed the picture off the table. Once more examining it before putting it safely in his back pocket.
Lenny hid his gun the same way.
"What time does the fuckin' plane leave Len?" Billy asked in an annoyed tone.
Lenny checked his watch. "About two hours from now."
Billy nodded and started to walk out the building, Lenny huffing beside him.
"Jack after all these fuckin' years I finally found y'. I finally figured out where the fuck they have been keepin y'. Don't worry baby brother I'm gonna get y' back. Even if I have to fuckin' kill somebody I will get y' back."