By: Nightingale
Rating: PG13
Part 7Gin took a place in line and bought some papers with the money she took before she left home. She couldn't help but hear the whistling from behind her. She turned back to see where it was coming from. It was a boy not but 2 years younger than she with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes.
He nodded at her with a smile as he moved up to the window to get his own papers. Once out of the way of the line she began to look for Spot but instead he approached her.
"I'm gonna set you up with one of my best sellers." He stated"I'd do it but I have some business to attend to."
"I see"
"He'll take good care of you and if he doesn't I'll soak him good for it later" vowed Spot
Gin smiled"I'll be sure to let you know either way"
"Sage get over here."
Gin closed her eyes and couldn't help the feeling of stupidity at the way she had acted before and the slight dread of spending a whole day with him.
"Sage you're gonna take Gin here out to sell." Directed Spot
"No problem there" Sage stated winking at her
Gin rolled her eyes and followed him out of the distribution center.
After about five minutes of walking Sage stopped and turned to talk to her.
"Okay now the trick to selling is to ignore the headlines"
"You mean make up new ones"
"Yeah"
"I've heard you guys at work and it doesn't sound all that hard to me."
"Well if you don't think you need any help then you go right on and start selling."
"Alright I will." Gin stated confidently
Gin took a good ten steps from him and turned to face him before glancing down the front page for an idea. While skimming she passed an article that was about her disappearance. She quickly skimmed the article thankful that no picture was posted. However it gave her a grand idea.
"Heiress to the throne missing" Gin shouted
She saw Sage out of the corner of her eye stopping to look at her before shouting out another headline of his own.
"Murderous rampage claims" He never got to finish as there were a bunch of costumers by him reaching for papers.
After Gin scanned the paper she found that an inmate had been put to death and she glared at Sage thinking fast to come up with a better headline. That threat Spot had made seemed like a good idea to her. She grinned at the thought but she wasn't about to go that low…yet.
"No more of your damn excuses just find her" bellowed the fat Mr. Heptson
The body guard known as Jimmy turned and left entering the streets of Manhattan once again. He could have told Heptson that the girl was trouble from the beginning but alas he was the employee not the employer, a status, which Heptson repeatedly reminded him of.
"Where would she have gone" He voiced to himself
After looking up and down the street he decided to start walking not expecting to find anything but getting away from his employer as soon as possible.
"Being the smart girl I know she is she's not in Manhattan." He finally stated leaning against the wall of some building Jimmy took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Get back to work Jimmy" growled a voice from behind him
"Why do you insist on creeping up on me like that Creeper"
"Think about what you just said and get moving."
Jimmy rolled his eyes and got off of the building and started walking towards Brooklyn.
"Where are you going" shouted the other bodyguard
"I thought she would be smarter than to stay in Manhattan."
"Shows how much you know" scoffed Creeper
Creeper led the way back towards Central Park.