Christy shifted nervously in her seat. She didn't feel comfortable dressed like this, all slutty. But Shirazu had insisted this was what Young Jack liked, and Haise had gone along with it.
Christy was pretty sure Haise just wanted to see her dressed like this. He was staring an awful lot. That's why she felt so uncomfortable. Haise was watching.
She stiffened as someone sat beside her. She had been hit on a LOT since coming in, and no ghoul so far.
Suddenly she sucked in a breath. She was sitting beside a ghoul, she was sure of it.
"May I help you, sir?" Christy smiled in what she hoped was a seductive manner. She could hear laughs from her ear bud.
She wished she could shut up the Quinxes.
"Be careful," Came Haise's voice, and Christy calmed down a bit.
"It's not really sir…" A teen boy grinned up at her. "Just call me Jack."
Christy's eyes widened. She knew Jack was young, but he had to be fifteen! This age, and turned into a ghoul?! This was awful.
"N-Nice to meet you Jack." Christy leaned in close. "Let's go somewhere more private…" She traced a finger down his neck. "I want to get to know you better."
Christy felt rather than heard Haise's sharp intake of breath.
"Abort the mission!" He screamed into her earpiece. "Christy don't you dare be alone with that ghoul!"
Too late, Jack grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. Good, he had inhaled her scent. It was a rather potent lure for ghouls.
"Your mine now," Jack snarled in her ear.
He yanked her on a motorcycle and they were off.
The last thing Christy heard before the earpiece disconnected was Haise cursing into the mic.