Daniel's Pov:
I just got off the phone with Merritt and Henley. They should be home in like five minutes. Should I wake the kid up or let him sleep? One thing I noticed about Jack is that he can sleep anywhere, in any position, and he is always sleeping whenever possible. I decide to leave him to Merritt, they seem to be friends, and go to read the message again.
Horseman- Tonight at precisely 11 you will be dropped off at the entryway to any alley. In the back of the alley will be a girl with a vital piece of information for your first performance. This person was not chosen randomly, but holds no significance to us. This will be a chance you to meet someone. Good Luck
I had no idea what that meant but we only had 3 hours until then so I went to go get dressed. I had almost made it to my closet when I heard Merritt and Henley's voices floating throughout the apartment. I walked back out to greet them only to see them crouching beside Jack. Henley was shaking his shoulder lightly, trying to wake him up and Merritt looked like he was there to muffle him.
He shot up and looked around before stopping back at Henley. "Please tell me it didn't happen again." He was begging. Why was Jack Wilder begging? That would be like me apologizing. It just didn't happen. I seemed to be the only one not in the loop about what was going on. She only shook her head no before he was up and asking about what was going on, so we filled him in quickly before going to get dressed.
When I went back into the living room Merritt was already in there waiting on the rest of us. "Henley, Jack, hurry up we only have about 30 minutes before we have to be there."
Merritt laughed. "For such a little guy, Jack takes forever to get ready. I don't know why either. It doesn't take a mentalist to know what he is wearing. Black boots. Black skinny jeans. That's probably it. It must take him forever to wiggle into his girl jeans. A white tee shirt. And his leather jacket. So it's either the jeans or the hair. It has to be. There is no other way."
Not five minutes later Jack and Henley come down the hallway together. "Yo Merritt, don't diss the hair, you know my ass looks fine." He turned and popped it out to prove his point. "And I always help a lady with the tricky zippers. I am a gentleman after all." He winks and smirks before walking into the kitchen.
Henley laughs. "God Jack, way to sound like a perv." Merritt just can't help but asking. "Does he though? Help with the zippers I mean."
Henley laughs again before answering, "Yes Merritt he does. Anymore questions?"
"Just one. Does he help unzip them too?"
"Not in the way you would like to assume, but yes he does."
"Go Jack!"
I could hear Jack laughing in the kitchen, but it got closer. He returned with a bag of gummy bears, shoving a few into his mouth.
I sigh. "So I guess you don't plan on sleeping tonight, do you?" I ask.
He shoves more into his mouth and shakes his head like a wet puppy. "Nope."
'Great the kid isn't useful to begin with and now we have to deal with a hyperactive Jack tonight too.' I get smacked by Merritt and a very stern "J. Daniel Atlas!" from Henley.
"Did I say that out loud?" I ask even though I didn't have to. Jack's face was proof enough. He looked like a six year old whose puppy was just ran over in front of him. He blinks once before walking towards the door.
"I'll meet you guys at the alley. There's about fifteen minutes until we have to be there, you might want to get a move on." He finishes talking before slamming the door behind him.
"Great. A hyperactive, pissed off and useless Jack. That's a great combination, don't you think?" I ask Merritt and Henley sarcastically. They look even more pissed off than Jack did and that's saying something. Even the great J. Daniel Atlas didn't know what to do.
Merritt finally broke the ice. "You sir, are a complete asshole."
"Wow Merritt way to come straight out with it." He raises his hands in surrender. "You know me, I only speak the truth."
"Henley tell the kid to come back, we need to leave." I order her. She just glared at me. "He said he'd meet us there. I wouldn't make him come back if our lives depended on it you prick."
I snapped. "How exactly is 'Mr. Perfect' going to know where to go? It's not like we were told which alley to go to. Go get him."
"No and Danny, I'm not your assistant anymore, let's get in the limo and meet him there."
The entire ride there was silent and soon as we got there I was about to smart off about Jack not being there but he was leaning against the building shuffling his cards.
I scoff. "Aww, did Baby Jackie use his magical street powers to know where most deals went down and take a guess? That was very gutsy, I'll give you that kid."
Then he scoffs. "Please I asked the driver the address before I set off. Oh and Danny, Jealousy is SO not a good color on you." He turned to face the other two who were doing a crappy job of hiding their smiles. "Are we ready to go?" They nodded and we set off down the alley.
