Craig sat in his apartment plotting the next batch of horrors he had in
store. He sat with several empty beer bottles on the table, and a half-full
bottle in his hand as he schemed up plans when the phone rang. When he
answered he found his cousin from out of state on the other end of the
phone.
"Hey Craig how are things in NY?" Marc asked.
"Pretty good, causing havoc and trouble but not much outside of that." Craig replied.
"What you doin to those poor people?" Marc teased.
"Not to the poor people, to a fiery woman I used to work with." Craig said back.
"Ooo a woman, describe her for me." Marc replied anxiously.
"This one is amazing. Long blonde hair, thin as a rail, absolutely gorgeous." Craig said, looking at his little obsessive corner in his apartment full of pictures of Kim.
"Sounds like a winner to me. She like you?" Marc asked.
"Not yet, but soon she won't have a choice in the matter." Craig replied.
"She married?" Marc asked curiously.
"Yeah and has two kids. Her husband works at the same station she does." Craig replied.
"You've always had a thing for married women haven't you." Marc questioned.
"You could say that." Craig said in response, an evil smile spreading across his face.
"I'm coming into NY in a couple weeks, maybe I could help ya out." Marc replied; trying to imagine the woman Craig had described.
"Really, that would be perfect. If you want bring a friend out with ya and you all can stay a while." Craig said to his cousin.
"I'll talk to my friend Tony and see if he wants to come with me. I'll let you know as soon as I get an answer from him if he's coming with me." Marc replied, anxious to talk to his friend.
"Sounds good, if he can come with you call me back and let me know when you all are leaving so I can meet you all at the airport." Craig said.
"Will do. As soon as I hear something I'll give you a call." Marc replied before hanging up the phone.
"Later man." Craig said, hanging up the phone.
Things were getting better and better. If his cousin and his friend come out here we can really cause havoc. Having accomplices can definitely be an advantage, especially if they are family and you know you can trust them. Craig decided to take a break and go around the city, looking for the perfect hide out away from where people would be looking around. Just outside the city he found an old abandoned house that he decided to make their hide out.
"This will do perfectly, it's secluded and away from the city." Craig said to himself as he walked through his new hide out.
Two weeks later Marc called Craig back.
"Hey man, my friend Tony is coming with me to New York. We'll be leaving at the end of the week." Marc said, making Craig's day even better.
"Perfect, I've already got a hide out for us and you two can help me come up with plans." Craig said in return to his cousin.
"Awesome, my friend Tony will have a blast, he can be very creative." Marc replied.
"Tell me a bit about your friend Tony." Craig said.
"Well, he's about my height. He's into lifting weights so he's a buff guy, majorly into sports, should score well with the ladies too. Although sometimes you have to watch him if someone pisses him off he has a major temper." Marc replied.
"Perfect. I doubt the temper will be a problem, unless he screws up then we might have to face off but other than that he will be a great addition to our scheme." Craig said, his plan falling into place.
"I'm going to book a flight for the two of us tomorrow so I'll let you know when we should arrive." Marc replied.
"Ok, let me know as soon as you have all the flight arrangements taken care of. The two of you can stay with me in my apartment so you won't have to worry about a hotel." Craig said.
"Great. I'll talk to you soon with flight arrangements." Marc replied before hanging up.
"Ok, bye." Craig said as he hung up the phone.
Marc went and started checking around on making flight arrangements and got Tony's approval on the plans several days later and booked their flight to leave Monday morning at almost 11 am. He and Tony took care of a few things in California before Marc called Craig back letting him know about the flight details.
"Hey Craig, we've got our flights booked. I wasn't sure how long we'd be staying so I didn't get a round trip ticket, that ok?" Marc said.
"Yeah that's fine. When are you all leaving?" Craig asked.
"Monday, the flight leaves at 10:55 am." Marc replied.
"What is your flight itinerary like?" Craig questioned.
"The plane leaves San Diego around 10:55 am and we land for a layover in Cincinnati around 6:00 pm. We have a little over an hour and a half layover there and our plane leaves at 7:30 from there and we should arrive at La Guardia around 9:30ish." Marc replied.
"Ok, I wrote down the times and stuff. I'll get to the airport around 9:00 incase your flight would be early." Craig replied, making some notes on the paper he'd written down his cousin's itinerary on.
"I'll see you Monday evening then," Marc replied, before getting ready to start packing clothes to take on the trip.
"See you soon," Craig replied, before getting started on straightening things up around his apartment.
Monday morning quickly came and Marc and Tony left San Diego to head out to New York for a while. Neither had anything really to keep them in California so if they wanted to they could stay out in New York if they found it appealing. That morning they left for the airport around 9:30 am since traffic could be a bitch sometimes. Traffic wasn't all that bad for once so they had plenty of time to spare. The flight to Cincinnati was long and boring to say the least. Even though he'd brought stuff to do it was still boring as hell. At least the flight from Cincinnati to NY would be shorter. Close to two hours on a plane was better than five. He was also fortunate he had opted for a lay over because he would have been pulling his hair out being stuck on a plane for close to seven straight hours.
Night had fallen in Cincinnati when they landed and they took advantage of the layover to get a bite to eat and stretch their legs a bit before the final two-hour leg to NY. While they sat waiting till it was time to board the plane Tony and Marc chitchatted idly.
"You ever been to NY?" Marc asked.
"Nope, first time out there." Tony replied.
"You'll like it. All kinds of stuff to do and mischief to cause." Marc said laughing.
"Sounds like it," Tony said in return.
When they boarded the plane they quickly got to their seats and about thirty minutes later they took off towards New York. The cloud cover and dark skies prevented anything to be seen from the air so they kept themselves occupied for two hours till they landed.
"Thank goodness that was a short flight. I would have croaked if it was another five hour one." Tony said chuckling as they headed through the gate into La Guardia.
"I know what you mean my friend." Marc replied, waving to Craig.
"Marc, welcome to New York. And you must be Tony." Craig said shaking the man's hand.
"That's me. Nice to meet you Craig." Tony replied.
"How was your flight?" Craig asked as they headed to get their luggage.
"Boring as hell." Tony replied laughing.
"Most flights are. Tonight you two can go out and have some fun around the city then the work will start in the morning." Craig said when they got out to his car.
"Sounds good to me, what do you think Tony?" Marc asked.
"Definitely sounds good." Tony replied as they piled into the car.
They headed to Craig's apartment and got their stuff unpacked and headed out for an evening of fun. The next morning the three sat around the apartment each drinking a beer when Marc began to speak.
"So Craig, tell us more about this lovely lady your after." Marc said.
"Tell me what you think." Craig said, passing each of them a picture of Kim that he'd taken when he'd followed her around one day.
"Damn you certainly have good taste." Tony said, impressed with the picture.
"Shit, I've seen her before." Marc said in shock.
"How? Where?" Craig asked.
"A couple years ago in the Bahamas. I was flirting around with her but she wouldn't have anything to do with me." Marc replied.
"She must have been on her honeymoon with her paramedic husband." Craig replied coldly.
"I take it you don't like her husband." Tony commented.
"How could I like him. He's the one thing standing between me and her." Craig replied bitterly.
"Point taken." Tony remarked.
Tony glanced around the small living room in the apartment and saw no pictures of Craig's family and wondered why there weren't any.
"I don't mean to pry but why don't you have any pictures of your family out?" he asked curiously.
"I never knew my father because he split before I was born, so I was told. When I was five my mother was beaten on her way home from work, after that she was never the same. She essentially became a cold-hearted bitch. After that she never cared about me anymore and drowned her problems in drugs. She was verbally abusive and didn't give a shit about me literally. I have no reason to remember them because I have no fond childhood memories of them." Craig replied coldly.
Marc never knew about that side of Craig's childhood and was surprised. He'd never met Craig's mother but had assumed everything was fine from the way his parents had talked when he was little.
"So what is it about Kim that has attracted you to her?" Marc asked curiously.
"She's the first woman that has actually treated me like I'm an actual person. The other blonde was kind of hostile so I never felt much towards her. Kim on the other hand was actually kind to me, something I haven't felt in a long time. She will see that we were meant to be together whether she likes it or not." Craig replied, thinking about the first time that he'd met Kim at the firehouse.
That night after Marc and Tony went to sleep, Craig thought back to his troubled childhood. He hadn't thought about some of those memories in an awfully long time. He could still remember the night his mother had come home after being attacked. He'd been scared to death for her seeing what the people had done to her. She never sought help to deal with what she'd gone through though and pushed everyone away, even him. Her life became nothing but drugs. All the other children talked about how much their parents cared for them and loved them, but he could say nothing. Because his life drastically changed that night. Seeing all the other mothers loving their children made him envious. He longed for the same type of affection that he saw others giving and receiving but it wasn't till the day he met Kim at the firehouse that it ever happened.
"Hey Craig how are things in NY?" Marc asked.
"Pretty good, causing havoc and trouble but not much outside of that." Craig replied.
"What you doin to those poor people?" Marc teased.
"Not to the poor people, to a fiery woman I used to work with." Craig said back.
"Ooo a woman, describe her for me." Marc replied anxiously.
"This one is amazing. Long blonde hair, thin as a rail, absolutely gorgeous." Craig said, looking at his little obsessive corner in his apartment full of pictures of Kim.
"Sounds like a winner to me. She like you?" Marc asked.
"Not yet, but soon she won't have a choice in the matter." Craig replied.
"She married?" Marc asked curiously.
"Yeah and has two kids. Her husband works at the same station she does." Craig replied.
"You've always had a thing for married women haven't you." Marc questioned.
"You could say that." Craig said in response, an evil smile spreading across his face.
"I'm coming into NY in a couple weeks, maybe I could help ya out." Marc replied; trying to imagine the woman Craig had described.
"Really, that would be perfect. If you want bring a friend out with ya and you all can stay a while." Craig said to his cousin.
"I'll talk to my friend Tony and see if he wants to come with me. I'll let you know as soon as I get an answer from him if he's coming with me." Marc replied, anxious to talk to his friend.
"Sounds good, if he can come with you call me back and let me know when you all are leaving so I can meet you all at the airport." Craig said.
"Will do. As soon as I hear something I'll give you a call." Marc replied before hanging up the phone.
"Later man." Craig said, hanging up the phone.
Things were getting better and better. If his cousin and his friend come out here we can really cause havoc. Having accomplices can definitely be an advantage, especially if they are family and you know you can trust them. Craig decided to take a break and go around the city, looking for the perfect hide out away from where people would be looking around. Just outside the city he found an old abandoned house that he decided to make their hide out.
"This will do perfectly, it's secluded and away from the city." Craig said to himself as he walked through his new hide out.
Two weeks later Marc called Craig back.
"Hey man, my friend Tony is coming with me to New York. We'll be leaving at the end of the week." Marc said, making Craig's day even better.
"Perfect, I've already got a hide out for us and you two can help me come up with plans." Craig said in return to his cousin.
"Awesome, my friend Tony will have a blast, he can be very creative." Marc replied.
"Tell me a bit about your friend Tony." Craig said.
"Well, he's about my height. He's into lifting weights so he's a buff guy, majorly into sports, should score well with the ladies too. Although sometimes you have to watch him if someone pisses him off he has a major temper." Marc replied.
"Perfect. I doubt the temper will be a problem, unless he screws up then we might have to face off but other than that he will be a great addition to our scheme." Craig said, his plan falling into place.
"I'm going to book a flight for the two of us tomorrow so I'll let you know when we should arrive." Marc replied.
"Ok, let me know as soon as you have all the flight arrangements taken care of. The two of you can stay with me in my apartment so you won't have to worry about a hotel." Craig said.
"Great. I'll talk to you soon with flight arrangements." Marc replied before hanging up.
"Ok, bye." Craig said as he hung up the phone.
Marc went and started checking around on making flight arrangements and got Tony's approval on the plans several days later and booked their flight to leave Monday morning at almost 11 am. He and Tony took care of a few things in California before Marc called Craig back letting him know about the flight details.
"Hey Craig, we've got our flights booked. I wasn't sure how long we'd be staying so I didn't get a round trip ticket, that ok?" Marc said.
"Yeah that's fine. When are you all leaving?" Craig asked.
"Monday, the flight leaves at 10:55 am." Marc replied.
"What is your flight itinerary like?" Craig questioned.
"The plane leaves San Diego around 10:55 am and we land for a layover in Cincinnati around 6:00 pm. We have a little over an hour and a half layover there and our plane leaves at 7:30 from there and we should arrive at La Guardia around 9:30ish." Marc replied.
"Ok, I wrote down the times and stuff. I'll get to the airport around 9:00 incase your flight would be early." Craig replied, making some notes on the paper he'd written down his cousin's itinerary on.
"I'll see you Monday evening then," Marc replied, before getting ready to start packing clothes to take on the trip.
"See you soon," Craig replied, before getting started on straightening things up around his apartment.
Monday morning quickly came and Marc and Tony left San Diego to head out to New York for a while. Neither had anything really to keep them in California so if they wanted to they could stay out in New York if they found it appealing. That morning they left for the airport around 9:30 am since traffic could be a bitch sometimes. Traffic wasn't all that bad for once so they had plenty of time to spare. The flight to Cincinnati was long and boring to say the least. Even though he'd brought stuff to do it was still boring as hell. At least the flight from Cincinnati to NY would be shorter. Close to two hours on a plane was better than five. He was also fortunate he had opted for a lay over because he would have been pulling his hair out being stuck on a plane for close to seven straight hours.
Night had fallen in Cincinnati when they landed and they took advantage of the layover to get a bite to eat and stretch their legs a bit before the final two-hour leg to NY. While they sat waiting till it was time to board the plane Tony and Marc chitchatted idly.
"You ever been to NY?" Marc asked.
"Nope, first time out there." Tony replied.
"You'll like it. All kinds of stuff to do and mischief to cause." Marc said laughing.
"Sounds like it," Tony said in return.
When they boarded the plane they quickly got to their seats and about thirty minutes later they took off towards New York. The cloud cover and dark skies prevented anything to be seen from the air so they kept themselves occupied for two hours till they landed.
"Thank goodness that was a short flight. I would have croaked if it was another five hour one." Tony said chuckling as they headed through the gate into La Guardia.
"I know what you mean my friend." Marc replied, waving to Craig.
"Marc, welcome to New York. And you must be Tony." Craig said shaking the man's hand.
"That's me. Nice to meet you Craig." Tony replied.
"How was your flight?" Craig asked as they headed to get their luggage.
"Boring as hell." Tony replied laughing.
"Most flights are. Tonight you two can go out and have some fun around the city then the work will start in the morning." Craig said when they got out to his car.
"Sounds good to me, what do you think Tony?" Marc asked.
"Definitely sounds good." Tony replied as they piled into the car.
They headed to Craig's apartment and got their stuff unpacked and headed out for an evening of fun. The next morning the three sat around the apartment each drinking a beer when Marc began to speak.
"So Craig, tell us more about this lovely lady your after." Marc said.
"Tell me what you think." Craig said, passing each of them a picture of Kim that he'd taken when he'd followed her around one day.
"Damn you certainly have good taste." Tony said, impressed with the picture.
"Shit, I've seen her before." Marc said in shock.
"How? Where?" Craig asked.
"A couple years ago in the Bahamas. I was flirting around with her but she wouldn't have anything to do with me." Marc replied.
"She must have been on her honeymoon with her paramedic husband." Craig replied coldly.
"I take it you don't like her husband." Tony commented.
"How could I like him. He's the one thing standing between me and her." Craig replied bitterly.
"Point taken." Tony remarked.
Tony glanced around the small living room in the apartment and saw no pictures of Craig's family and wondered why there weren't any.
"I don't mean to pry but why don't you have any pictures of your family out?" he asked curiously.
"I never knew my father because he split before I was born, so I was told. When I was five my mother was beaten on her way home from work, after that she was never the same. She essentially became a cold-hearted bitch. After that she never cared about me anymore and drowned her problems in drugs. She was verbally abusive and didn't give a shit about me literally. I have no reason to remember them because I have no fond childhood memories of them." Craig replied coldly.
Marc never knew about that side of Craig's childhood and was surprised. He'd never met Craig's mother but had assumed everything was fine from the way his parents had talked when he was little.
"So what is it about Kim that has attracted you to her?" Marc asked curiously.
"She's the first woman that has actually treated me like I'm an actual person. The other blonde was kind of hostile so I never felt much towards her. Kim on the other hand was actually kind to me, something I haven't felt in a long time. She will see that we were meant to be together whether she likes it or not." Craig replied, thinking about the first time that he'd met Kim at the firehouse.
That night after Marc and Tony went to sleep, Craig thought back to his troubled childhood. He hadn't thought about some of those memories in an awfully long time. He could still remember the night his mother had come home after being attacked. He'd been scared to death for her seeing what the people had done to her. She never sought help to deal with what she'd gone through though and pushed everyone away, even him. Her life became nothing but drugs. All the other children talked about how much their parents cared for them and loved them, but he could say nothing. Because his life drastically changed that night. Seeing all the other mothers loving their children made him envious. He longed for the same type of affection that he saw others giving and receiving but it wasn't till the day he met Kim at the firehouse that it ever happened.