AN: Well, they are soon to arrive in Canada soon enough, and once there, they are going to make a big impact there. Well, not a really big impact, but it is something worth seeing soon enough.
Chapter Two: A Requested Meeting
Once David and Michael arrived in Canada, they made sure that they were out of sight so that they can move around freely. Well, let's be honest here, they were in an unfamiliar place, and this meant that they were going to be kind of running around blind here. So they had to get their bearings before they could make their move, or make a plan of action first, then make their move.
"Well, I never been to Canada, but it looks nice." David said.
"Well, what the hell did you expect it to look like?" Michael asked him.
"Snowy, honestly." David stated. "I expected cops to ride around on horses wearing red sleeved coats."
"Like on Dudley Do-Right, right?" Michael asked him.
"Yeah, kind of." David said.
"That was a cartoon, my friend. How did you not know that?" Michael asked.
"Excuse me. I never been here before!" David stated.
"You've been to Japan! Hell, you lived out there for a few years, but thought that all cops in Canada were mounties?" Michael asked his friend in disbelief.
"Wait, what's a mountie?" David quizzically asked him.
"Dudley Do-Right was a mountie. Mounties are what you think all cops out here are." Michael said.
"All right, forget that mess. What is our first order of business out here?" David asked, quickly changing the subject.
"Well, the first thing we have to do is to get a place to stay while we are out here." Michael asked. "Then I have to request a meeting with someone. Someone that can help us get to our target."
"Just who the hell are you talking about?" David asked him.
"A kid by the name of Alexander Meisterman." Michael said.
"So if you know this kid's name, why not go look for him?" David asked.
"Well for starter's, his older sister is a cop." Michael said. "Second, his crew is not exactly keen on helping outsiders"
"Wait a minute. 'Crew'? What the what? Is he like in a biker gang or something?" David joked.
"Since you brought it up, yeah. He runs the club." Michael answered, seeing all traces of a smile gone from David's face.
"Great, now what are we going to do?" David asked, taking a seat on the concrete that they were standing on.
"First thing we are going to do is get a place to stay, then we are going to find something to eat, I am starving." Michael said, slinging his bag over his shoulder, and walking up a street. Not wanting to be left behind, David did the same thing.
After setting down their stuff at the hotel room that they found nearby, Michael and David found a restaurant called 'Smelly Nelly's', and decided to grab a bite there. It was there that they decided their next move.
"Okay, so how exactly are we going to find Alexander?" David asked as they sat at a table.
"Simply put, we don't." Michael began.
"We don't?" David replied in disbelief.
"Yeah." Michael said, about to continue. "We make a request for a meeting with Alexander, and see where that goes from there."
"That's all? It really doesn't seem like all that work." David said.
"Okay, here's how I think it will go." Michael said. "I doubt that it will be that simple. When I request the meeting with Alexander, I seriously doubt that he will just show up. I think that he will send some of his friends to talk to us, then when he gets everything straight and see we are no threat, then and only then will he talk to us."
"I would protest, but that actually makes sense, if you think about it, a man in his position." David said, taking a bite of his pizza. Once he did, he visibly winced once he did.
"What?" Michael asked, sighing irritably.
"Jesus, is New York City the only place on earth that can make a decent slice of pizza?" David said.
"Man, what is with you and food? Just eat it and shut up. Damn." Michael said. Michael looked up to the entrance, and saw a familiar looking brunette walk in the restaurant with her friends.
"Shit, that's her!" Michael said. Pointing to her and the friends she was with.
"Who? Who are you talking about?" David asked, looking around. Michael pointed right at Casey and her friends who were sitting at a table. Then Derek came up and began to talk to them.
"That would be Derek, Casey's stepbrother, and Alexander's best friend." Michael said.
"Okay, just how do you know all of that?" David asked him.
"This is me we are talking about here. I did my homework on this guy. I made sure that I knew something about him before I made contact." Michael said.
"Fine, let's do what you need to do and get out of here, so I can find something decent to eat." David said.
"For fuck's sake dude." Michael said.
Casey and her friends were walking to her car, when she noticed a note on her windshield. It had Alexander's name on it, so they must have recogized her and decided to leave it there so she could give it to him. While her friends were behind her talking and not paying attention, she took the note, and put it in her purse. It was for Alexander, and she figured out that she should give it to him the next chance she got.
Alexander and Derek were sitting in Alexander's room, just hanging out and shooting the breeze. Derek was laying on Alexander's bed, on the verge of falling asleep when they heard someone knocking on his bedroom door.
"Who is it?" Alexander asked.
"It's me." Casey answered. Derek slid off of the bed and opened the door to let her in.
"So, what brings you our way?" Alexander asked.
"This. This note was on my windshield, and it is addressed to you." Casey said, handing the note to Alexander. Alexander looked at it briefly, twirled it in his hands, and sat it down on his desk.
"Aren't you going to open it?" Derek asked him.
"Not right now. When I do, I will tell you about it because you two will be bugging me to death about it." Alexander said.
"Come on, we are not that nosy." Derek said.
"Yeah, sure, keep telling yourselves that."
David and Michael were sitting in their hotel room, looking at the television, just waiting for the call. Well, it was Alexander's call that the two were waiting on. Michael left a note on the windshield of Casey's car, as he told David, so they knew that it eventually got to Alexander.
"I'm bored." David moaned.
"I know. That is the 13th time you said that." Michael said, staring at the ceiling.
"There's a crack in the ceiling." David said.
"David, if you don't shut the hell-" Michael said, before being interrupted by his cell phone ringing. Michael muted the television, before stepping outside.
"Hello?" Michael answered.
"Michael Harris? Alexander Meisterman here." Alexander said.
"Yes, I was wondering when I was going to get in touch with you." Michael said.
"I got the note that you left with Casey." Alexander said. "What's up?"
"Business. Plain and simple." Michael said. "I come in peace, and mean absolutely no harm. I left that note on Casey's car knowing that it would get to you eventually."
"Fine then, easy. What do you need from me?" Alexander asked again.
"I would rather talk to you in person, somewhere public. What I need to say to you is better in person rather than over the phone." Michael said.
"Okay, good. I will call you back with the details." Alexander said.
"Fine." Michael said, hanging up the phone. Michael walked back into the room where David was waiting eagerly.
"So, what did he say?" David asked him.
"Alexander said he wants to meet somewhere public, and he will call me back with the time and place." Michael said.
"Wow, just like that?" David said.
"Just like that." Michael said. "I cannot wait to get this son of a bitch."
AN: Next chapter, a meeting between Alexander and Michael, plus the plan is set in motion as his father is closer than Michael originally thought.