Broken Wings - XXI -
Jhondie
"For my own reasons, I would prefer that you not tell S about this meeting, and find out whatever you can by yourself," I read aloud from the message the boss had just sent. Justin was still out on the town with Seattle, and I was stuck at his apartment. Fine. He wants to play like this; I'll just play back.
I quickly typed a return message. "E, this is LAX. LA is keeping S busy right now, so don't worry about him. I'll check out the meeting and report." I paused and added another line. Eye's Only doesn't reply back unless he has a question, and I didn't want to have Justin find out he had sent a message at all. The boss would ask, so I added "And I am getting the cast off tomorrow, so that isn't a problem. It isn't nearly as bad as LA made it out to be."
I sent it, and then did a little test, standing and putting weight on my leg. It hurt some, and I knew that high jumps were still out of the question for a few more days at the very least, but I could stand and walk. I'd been practicing the last couple of days when Justin wasn't around. He would have given birth to a litter of kittens if he knew I was doing that. The cast was coming off tomorrow no matter what though. I was tired of it, and if Dr. Lee wouldn't do it, I would get a saw and do it myself. I'd had casts removed before, and knew how it was done.
There are certain times when having a photographic memory is the best. I memorized the time and location of the meeting and then deleted the e-mail, making sure it was permanently deleted, just in case Justin did more poking around than normal. He was going to be furious if he found out, but I was just going to make sure he didn't. He was the one that decided to keep me out of the loop; he was going to learn what it felt like. Maybe. With a little luck, he wouldn't ever know about it. If he was willing to tell me about Seattle and the three of us get into the game, then I would let him know about this little bit.
The phone rang, and I answered it. It was for me anyways. "Hi mom," I answered, rolling my eyes. She had fought to keep me from coming back over here after Justin had dumped me off, but I managed. You would think that between the two, they would know that I am quite capable of taking care of myself. Even with a bad leg, I was still more of a threat than either of them could be.
"Jhondie," Mom answered. "I just wanted to check on you."
"I am fine Mother," I replied, not able to keep the exasperation out of my voice. "I am sitting here in front of the computer with my leg propped up like a good girl, doing some research for Organic Chemistry like I said I was." I was, but in a different kind of way. More of mental chemistry between human organisms.
"And Justin is?" she persisted.
"Meeting with a contact about an article he's writing, just like I said he was," I answered, feeling like I was fifteen instead of twenty.
"Since he's out, why don't I have Kayla come over there and keep you company?" she suggested.
"No!" I didn't mean to shout it, but that's the way it came out. Kayla would want to help, and I swear if Justin let her help out with Seattle, and still tried to keep me away, I would kill the lot of 'em. "I mean," I recovered, "I am trying to do homework, and she would just be bored watching me since I'm on the computer."
She sighed, but I held firm. "All right," she finally said. "Call me if you need anything."
I promised I would, and then hung up. I pulled up a map of the city, and found the meeting site. This was going to be interesting, and I really wanted Justin there. My mouth firmed. He was the one that got me into liking doing this kind of work, even if my calling in life was in another field. He wasn't going to try and edge me out now, and if he tried, he was going to learn just how sneaky and devious a Manticore mind can be.
Jhondie
"For my own reasons, I would prefer that you not tell S about this meeting, and find out whatever you can by yourself," I read aloud from the message the boss had just sent. Justin was still out on the town with Seattle, and I was stuck at his apartment. Fine. He wants to play like this; I'll just play back.
I quickly typed a return message. "E, this is LAX. LA is keeping S busy right now, so don't worry about him. I'll check out the meeting and report." I paused and added another line. Eye's Only doesn't reply back unless he has a question, and I didn't want to have Justin find out he had sent a message at all. The boss would ask, so I added "And I am getting the cast off tomorrow, so that isn't a problem. It isn't nearly as bad as LA made it out to be."
I sent it, and then did a little test, standing and putting weight on my leg. It hurt some, and I knew that high jumps were still out of the question for a few more days at the very least, but I could stand and walk. I'd been practicing the last couple of days when Justin wasn't around. He would have given birth to a litter of kittens if he knew I was doing that. The cast was coming off tomorrow no matter what though. I was tired of it, and if Dr. Lee wouldn't do it, I would get a saw and do it myself. I'd had casts removed before, and knew how it was done.
There are certain times when having a photographic memory is the best. I memorized the time and location of the meeting and then deleted the e-mail, making sure it was permanently deleted, just in case Justin did more poking around than normal. He was going to be furious if he found out, but I was just going to make sure he didn't. He was the one that decided to keep me out of the loop; he was going to learn what it felt like. Maybe. With a little luck, he wouldn't ever know about it. If he was willing to tell me about Seattle and the three of us get into the game, then I would let him know about this little bit.
The phone rang, and I answered it. It was for me anyways. "Hi mom," I answered, rolling my eyes. She had fought to keep me from coming back over here after Justin had dumped me off, but I managed. You would think that between the two, they would know that I am quite capable of taking care of myself. Even with a bad leg, I was still more of a threat than either of them could be.
"Jhondie," Mom answered. "I just wanted to check on you."
"I am fine Mother," I replied, not able to keep the exasperation out of my voice. "I am sitting here in front of the computer with my leg propped up like a good girl, doing some research for Organic Chemistry like I said I was." I was, but in a different kind of way. More of mental chemistry between human organisms.
"And Justin is?" she persisted.
"Meeting with a contact about an article he's writing, just like I said he was," I answered, feeling like I was fifteen instead of twenty.
"Since he's out, why don't I have Kayla come over there and keep you company?" she suggested.
"No!" I didn't mean to shout it, but that's the way it came out. Kayla would want to help, and I swear if Justin let her help out with Seattle, and still tried to keep me away, I would kill the lot of 'em. "I mean," I recovered, "I am trying to do homework, and she would just be bored watching me since I'm on the computer."
She sighed, but I held firm. "All right," she finally said. "Call me if you need anything."
I promised I would, and then hung up. I pulled up a map of the city, and found the meeting site. This was going to be interesting, and I really wanted Justin there. My mouth firmed. He was the one that got me into liking doing this kind of work, even if my calling in life was in another field. He wasn't going to try and edge me out now, and if he tried, he was going to learn just how sneaky and devious a Manticore mind can be.
