He didn't know till later that there was a soundboard recording and Priss was more than happy to give him a copy. He quickly noticed he flubbed a few notes on some of the tracks but given he was thrown straight in the hot seat and only had seven minutes to study the sheet music it was impressive nevertheless. Taking the headphones off he laid them aside as he stopped in front of a music store. Stopping into the store heard the automated chyme from the door. Four rows. The first was vinyl records, Second was hard disks (The most common music format of the day) and films in a larger hard disk about 7 inches. The air in the room smell a bit musty and psychedelic pictures hung from the walls. Moving up the music row he moved to the B section. One in particular caught his eye. The Beatles get back...Glyn Johns unreleased 1969 mix. For some reason he couldn't find let it be then it hit him. Let it be album had never been given to Phil Spector...only Glyn Johns mix was the album. It was so surreal given he had heard the album on bootlegs from the internet...then let it be naked after finding out it existed. Picking it up he knew he couldn't pass this up. After finding pet sounds by The Beach Boys she also picked up the white album by the Beatles and Hope by Klaatu.
After paying he walked out of the door when something caught his foot. The ground rushed up at him!. Throwing his arms out he landed hard with a thud. The air left his lung as he rolled over. He saw a man with broad shoulders and wore a grey jacket. Has brown hair shuffled with the wind Feeling familiar as if Jacob had seen him before. There was also a lady with black hair roughly a year or two younger than him. in a wheelchair which his foot caught on. Mind drawing blanks he was helped up by the man.
"Sorry I didn't see ya" Jacob apologized his mind still going to all ends.
The man who had helped him gave him his bag. His expression was almost unreadable.
"It's alright nobody got hurt" The man said. "Have a nice day sir" His deep voice sent a shiver down his spine as he began walking while pushing the wheel chair.
Jacob stood there for a moment, confused and dumbfounded before coming to his senses and began walking back from whence he came. He swore he recognized him but his mind couldn't place them?. Must be my overactive imagination. Jacob figured before crossing the street.
Doctor Raven's shop was modest but he couldn't have asked for a better place. It was a simple repair shop on the outside but also the place where Hardsuit's were repaired or built. Jacob moved quietly into the shop, seeing the doctor toying away with a mechanical part to a motorcycle. They hadn't fully met. Jacob just hovered around when he first came here and just keep to himself. Sylia was the one to do most of the talking.
"Morning doctor, anything on those updates?" Jacob inquired.
The old doctor looked up at him and stood from his seat.
"Just another day or so. Still needs more testing I'm sure you know that" Dr. Raven said.
Jacob nodded. Seeing the old man's desk he began towards it.
"Anyone else around?" Jacob asked.
"No we're alone, want anything in-particular?" The old man replied.
Stopping at the desk he saw a picture and picked it up. His eyes widen and a brief second as he saw the woman in man he had bumped into just over an hour ago.
"Oh fuck me sideways!" Jacob cursed aloud.
Dr. Raven was suddenly confused and very concerned at the sametime. He couldn't tell it was either sincere or jokingly.
"Is your head on straight boy?" Said the doctor. "Because I don't swing that way"
Jacob quickly clued in and blushed deeply. He winced and face palmed. That damn mouth again. Jacob thought despairingly.
"No no no I've just remembered something important I forgot" he cleared up with a racing mind.
"Good" Dr. Raven said feeling relief.
"I need the address of these two now!" Jacob quickly demanded holding up the photo.
Dr. ravens expression kind of darkened for a second as One of his eyebrows raised in suspicion.
"What do you want from them?. They've suffered enough as it is" Dr. Raven said defensively.
Jacob wasn't amused laying down the photo and stepping closer almost to the man's face. Looking deep into his eyes he held no desire to hold back any longer.
"Your little friend Gibson is gonna go up tearing the street after bikers. Tell me where he is now before someone really gets hurt...need I remind you I know everything that is going to happen to a certain point" Jacob said coldly sending a shiver down the old doctors back.
The old man remained silent and Jacob was beginning to lose his patience as a nasty look began to take form on his face.
"If I don't see him people may die!. And if everything goes the way it is going he'll end up in jail or worse!" Jacob said raising his voice.
Upon hearing this something clicked and doctor Raven as relented.
"67th Moreauville Road, apartment 32. Now get out" The old man said coldly.
Jacob did just that. Dr. Raven watched him leave flagging down a taxi as he went. There was a real fire behind his eyes. Raven sighed as the boy vanished in a taxi towards Gibson, hopefully to talk him out from ever using his car for revenge. Dr. Raven didn't dare think of what Jacob might do if he refused.
Jacob Stockton for the building it was just another grey apartment complex with an underground garage. The place wasn't in good repair either has bits of concrete we're beginning to fall off the walls and cracks were very visible.
"Jesus Christ what a dump" Jacob muttered moving inside to the main lobby.
finding the stairs he began ascending them. Halfway up the second flight there was a loud bang from the floor above. Gunshots!!. Jacob's stomach turned and his face grew pale.
"I brought words to a gun fight, just my luck" Jacob sighed.
Continuing upwards he stopped on the third floor before moving down the hall towards apartment 32. After two minutes and eventually walking up the hall he found it. It was now or never and he could walk away but he would probably never forgive himself if he did. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door. Gibson came to the door opening it. Upon seeing Jacob he became surprised.
"Come to trouble my girlfriend again?" Gibson half joked.
Jacob shook his head. Inside the apartment Jacob could see her and he couldn't imagine how she felt about all this. Gibson was blind with rage and mindset to revenge.
"It's about you" Jacob responded in a professional tone.
Gibsons fist clenched and Jacob through his arms up with palms faced towards him.
"Hey I'm not hear to hurt ya. Just hear me out" Jacob said keeping his tone neutral.
Gibsons fist unclenched as he looked Jacob dead on with a dead serious expression.
"Shoot and get outta here" Gibson told him.
"I know you're modifying your car. Those bikers really did a number on you. That's why you're not mad, it's because how they harmed Naomi am I right?" Jacob said earning a shocked expression from the man.
"How?" Gibson asked clenching his fist again.
Jacob stuck up his hands once again and smiled.
"I'll be leaving but Before you use that car just ask yourself who will take care of Naomi when you're gone?" Jacob asked him. "It won't be you when the cops close in when they catch wind it was you who was going after up those bikers. My personal advice is to get rid of that damn car and move on with your life while you've still got one"
Turning he began down the hall leaving Gibson behind in the doorway. Moving down the stairway he heard the door close. Hopefully this plays off. Jacob hoped as he continued down to the ground floor.
Gibson locked the door Surprised completely enveloped him as he moved over to Naomi who looked just as stunned as he did. Sitting next to her in a chair he rested a hand on her shoulder.
"He's right. If the cops do come it won't be good" She said.
Gibson was still silent contemplating everything he had heard. Just who was here anyway?. Was it his guardian angel sent from heaven to guide him on a path away from revenge?. Still continuing to think Naomi spoke again.
"Gibson please just get rid of the car, we'll move away from the city if we have to" She didn't want to lose him. She couldn't bear the thought of living without him.
Gibson looked at her bleeding look in her eyes slowly melted away the ice which had formed around his heart since the accident. A smile formed on his face as he nodded.
"As you wish" He finally said.
End of chapter