Part 21
I Dream of Rain
The martini glass flys right next to my head. I duck, but the liquid falls into my hair. I wipe it out instantly, though it doesn't really matter anyway.No one can see me anyway.I hear the glass fall into an empty space on the shelves behind me. I had to suggest we get a drink. One day, I will learn that is not a suggestion with Lucrezia.It is too easy for her to throw glasses, when she gets angry with things.
"I can't believe you would even suggest a thing, Arnaud, what if it doesn't work. I have had them under surveillance for awhile, and I do know, some of his friends, swing the wrong way." She glares at me. I believe next time, if I am foolish enough, to offer her a drink, before I ask of her something, she will not like, I will move where she doesn't know where I am, after asking. I keep forgetting sometimes I am invisible, and I have advantages that other's do not have. Like I do not need to stand in the same place talking, that makes me too easy a target. Well, I don't really know if I had an option to move, I need to make a note, staying behind bar, when Lucrezia is mad, is not always an option, she may jump over and attack.
"Ma Chere, just because a few of his friends swing that way, doesn't mean he swings that way." I say standing. "I don't want you to marry him -or- anything, just a few dates to lure him to the darkside." I move away, I pull a scotch bottle from under the counter, and pour myself a shot.
"You really need to listen to yourself sometimes, lure him to the darkside, Arnaud, darling."I cring at the sarcastic way she says darling. " You just kidnapped and tortured him, and now you want me to seduce him to come over to the our side. You are losing it, bambino."
"Losing it!! I have not lost it, You have not seen the tape!!! You did not hear his mad laughter after the torture. You see I believe he just needed something to crack him, and he would realize being the little choir boy, isn't always the best thing. Lucrezia, I am not losing it, I am realizing his potential, he could be a great student, if we teach him correctly.You and I can do it. You never see the full picture, this will work, it is more easy to do a job with an inside man, and you know it. They would already suspect something if I cloned him again, but to have him turn against them, without them knowing, it would be marvelous. It would work. And we would have control, and soon, I would be able to be visible again." I tell her, putting a hand over her mouth. She tries to bite my hand. One day, she will realize I am right, and she is far less inferior. I am always right! I have never been wrong, all my failed attempts to capture information about the gland, -or- to kill Darien, had never been my fault. They had been other's mistakes. But this one would not fail, it was too simple to fail, and Albert was to easy to go along with it, for it not to work.
I remove my hand, and pour her a drink, and slide it to her.She catches it. "I don't like this, I do not think it will work. And why try and make Eberts as a double agent. He is worthless, he can be no help at all."
I glare at her, too bad she can't see. "Lucrezia! It will work! Trust me! He is not worthless! He can be a very valuble asset! Finish your drink and we will go watch the tape! You and he are very much alike, rebellious in a way, I will show you!! I was thinking about it before, when I planned to kidnap him, he has very many redeeming qualities, I will show you his files, and prove it to you!"
(More to come in the next part of the trilogy)