Second wave.
The pair leave the airport in North Carolina, and head to a bus stop to the town Duke told them to go.
"So he never said much about this person we're meeting?" Lady-Jaye asked.
"Just that he's 22, all i know." Flint tells her, and she shrugs.
Once at Fayetteville, the two rent a car and arrive at 4:38PM. Flint asks her to compare the house to the photo Duke gave them. "I don't need it." Lady-Jaye tells him.
"Well, lets go then." He says, and the two get out and walk to the porch where an old man is resting.
"Excuse me, you the home owner?" He asks, and gets no response, so he taps his shoulder.
"You have to do that?" Lady-Jaye asks just before the man stirred.
"Eh, who're you two?" He asked them.
"I'm Flint, and this is Lady-Jaye. We're co-workers of man named Conrad Hauser, you know him?" Flint asked.
"Nah, this is my son's house, ah just live here; why do you ask?" The man asked in turn, and Flint sighed.
"No, i said Hauser." He says in a louder voice.
"As in that Conrad feller. That who you mean, sonny?" The man asked next.
"Yeah, him. He sent us here." Flint replied.
"Beer? Sure, we got some in da fridge, how 'bout you Miss May?" The man told them, and Lady-Jaye snorted as another man showed up.
"Whats the...good afternoon, you the folks we expectin'?" The man asked, and the two nodded.
"That's us. Flint, and Lady-Jaye." Flint said as he pointed to himself and her.
"Uh-huh. Well, sorry 'bout dad, been hard a' hearin for years. Names Kyle Falcone*. Come on in; Elsa*, Vince, we got guests." The man says aloud.
The two follow him, and see a woman the second mans age, followed by a younger man with black hair.
"Hello, there. We've been expecting you." The woman says, in a slight accent, while her son just waved.
The man scolds his son, who then speaks. "Fine. My names Vincent, and you are?" He asks, and winks at one of the pair, who rolled her eyes.
"Flint and Lady-Jaye. We work with Conrad Hauser."
"And how is my boy right now?" Elsa asks.
"All we can say is he's busy." Flint tells her, and she sighs.
"If i may ask...ist das ein germanischer Akzent?" Lady-Jaye asks, making them stare.
"Warum ja ja. Oh, it's been years since i spoke like that." She answered.
"Where were you from?" Lady-Jaye asks.
"I was born in Neuruppin, so was my first husband." Elsa answered.
"And your son, too." Lady-Jaye said.
"Neu-where?" Flint asked, and she looked to him.
"Flint, he was German...East German**." She told him.
"Oh boy. No wonder he never talked about himself much." Flint replied as he placed a hand on his forehead.
Chapter Thirty-eight. Read and review.
*Made up names.
**Made up backstory.