Tamsin strode in to the old warehouse with her usual swagger. Truth was, despite the swagger she was a little frightened of her 'employer'. He was strong, to be sure, but that wasn't it. The thing that frightened her was the fact that she was pretty sure he was insane. She had met many shitty people in her line of work, and it was always the ones we seemed normal, but were driven by some misguided belief that frightened her the most. She didn't really give a shit about ideology and was only in this for the money, be she had to admit the guy creeped her out.
Making her way to the office at the back of the cavernous building, she found him sitting behind a desk, reading a newspaper. Without even looking up, he commented dryly, "You're late."
Glaring at him, she snarked back. "Yeah, well if it wasn't for your bloodhound son, I wouldn't be on the lam from the cops and the Light."
Looking up, he growled at her. "Do not speak that way of my son you petulant bitch, or it will be the last words you speak."
"Whatever, I am here now, just pay me my money so I can disappear and you can go and play matchmaker to the Succubitch and your little pup," she sighed. Though he was paying her handsomely, she was starting to think the job wasn't worth all the crap. Not to mention the fact that if the succubus ever found her, she was pretty sure she would end up an empty husk on the side of the road.
"I am not playing matchmaker, I am helping my son fulfill his destiny. I could not allow his true mate to complete the bonding with that...human," he said with barely contained disgust. "The succubus is meant to rule alongside Dyson. And I will stop at nothing to make sure that destiny is fulfilled."
"Whatever Pops. Just tell me where my money is," Tamsin said again, getting bored with the conversation.
"Your money is in the bag behind you. I trust that I will not see you in this county again?" he asked.
"I am heading back down to South America, so you won't even see me on this continent. After what Bo did to the hospital room when she found out about Lauren, the farther away from here I can get the better. And I feel I should warn you – Bo's power is immense, I would pray to whatever spirit you worship that she never finds out you were behind the death of her little doctor. Because if she does, you will be one dead dog," Tamsin said as she turned and picked up the satchel that was sitting on the chair behind her. "Give my love to Dyson," she smirked before striding out of the room and into the night.