Chapter 14: The Dangerous Conversation
"You ready for this?" John asked Stacy. They were in Stacy's hotel room that afternoon.
"Yeah. I am." Stacy said and let out a big sigh to release the tension she is feeling right at the moment.
"Look, you don't have to do this." John took her hand and tried to talk her out of their plan.
"I have to, John. You know that." Stacy said in a tired voice. She hasn't got enough sleep the past few days.
"Alright." John just said and he let go of Stacy's hand. Stacy was gripping her mobile phone firmly. She was surprised, it didn't shattered to tiny pieces. She started to search the numbers listed on her phonebook for Andrew's number. When she saw it, she let out another last breath before pressing call.
"Well, here goes." Stacy muttered and waited for Andrew to pick up the other line. It took about five rings before Stacy heard the man's voice.
"Yes, Andrew speaking." It was clear to Stacy that she had just woken Andrew up.
"Martins." Stacy acknowledge him.
"Why Stacy? This is a surprise!" Andrew said when he recognized Stacy's voice.
"We need to talk." Stacy said in a calm and straight voice. But deep inside she was scared.
"So, you finally realized that you need me huh?" Andrew taunted her.
"We need to talk." Stacy just repeated, feeling sick that she was actually going to meet Andrew once again.
"Name the time and place baby. I'll be there." Andrew told her and grinned hugely. 'The plan has finally paid off.' He thought happily, not knowing what was Stacy's reason for seeing him.
Stacy had told him to meet her at an Irish pub nearby in an hour. Andrew happily said he was coming. Stacy was slowly fixing herself in front of the mirror in the hotel's room. She was putting her hair in a ponytail when John came behind her and studied her from the mirror.
"You look amazing." John complimented and gave her a smile.
"Thanks. I guess it's really a surprise that I look good considering the fact that I haven't slept or eat much these past weeks." Stacy said and returned John's smile.
"You will always look good, inside and out." John said and continued to look at her through the mirror. When Stacy finished putting powder on her face, she got up and faced John.
"Let's do this." Stacy declared with courage to John who nodded halfheartedly to show his agreement. John took her by the elbow and they walked together side by side.
"Take these with you, you might find it helpful." John told her and handed a small recorder and one of John's brass knuckles.
"Thanks. Knowing Andrew. I would really need this." Stacy said as she felt the brass knuckles and slid it to her pocket along with the small recorder.
After a few minutes, they arrived at the pub. They had walked their way there since it was just a block away. The two of them had entered the pub separately. John was wearing dark glasses and a cap. Not his ruck fules cap or chaingang cap though. He was wearing a Dallas cap instead. Andrew wasn't there yet when they arrived. Stacy had ordered for a Pina Colada while waiting for Andrew to arrive. After five minutes Andrew arrived wearing his cockiest grin ever, plastered on his face.
"What took you so long?" Stacy asked him in a forced calm voice. Deep inside she was shaking like mad, having the thought that she could be talking to a murderer.
"So, you are that eager to see me?" Andrew asked her with pure cockiness. Stacy decided not to answer him and just rolled her eyes secretly.
"What do you want to talk about?" Andrew asked her. Stacy called for the bar tender and asked for Vodka Martini for Andrew. She figured the best way to get some answers from Andrew is to get him a bit drunk.
"You have a drink first, my treat." Stacy told him when Andrew was looking at her curiously when he called for the bar tender.
"Celebrating eh? What for… Us being together again?" Andrew asked her with malice clear on his voice.
"This wouldn't be too hard. He's already drunk. Just a few more shots and I'll get the things I want from him." Stacy thought to herself and smiled fake sweet smile to her ex.
