That was one thing that Sydney never understood this country, why did it always rain. Nigel
always spoke fondly of his life here but how can one enjoy this place if it was always raining.
The funeral had ended several minutes ago and now her and Karen were sitting in the back seat
of Mr. Get's car. He had driven them to the site and was now taking them back to the hotel. He
said that the reading would be at six that night in her room. Nigel didn't have much and even
fewer people to give his property so it would only be them two, Nigel's brother and his sister in
law.
"Sydney are you alright?" Karen bumped Sydney with her shoulders to take her out of her other
world. Sydney just smiled and nodded back to Karen. Today was Wednesday that had arrived
on Monday and would be leaving on Friday afternoon. Back to the states and to an empty life
without Nigel. No she wasn't going to cry about it now. She was waiting for her best friend to
come in from Hawaii. Then she could have someone take care of her while to finally allowed
herself to break apart. Mr. Gets opened the door for Sydney and Karen to exit at the hotel.
When had they arrived or even for that matter left the cemetery. Sydney was on automatic now.
She took her and Karen's key from the reception area and headed upstairs to their respective
rooms. They agreed to meet at five thirty, which was exactly three hours away. As Sydney
entered her room she spied her bed and laid down fully clothed. She closed eyes and willed her
latest dream fantasy to come forth and claim her. She needed silence and that was the only place
left that gave her peace and comfort. Dreaming of Nigel.
"Don't you think this is a bit much. I mean they might suspect something I didn't necessarily
have money when I was around now and to suddenly drop them with this is a bit to much."
Nigel paced his room as he spoke to Richard. Richard had been the individual to stumble upon
him back in. Well quite frankly he didn't want to think about anything just seeing the images of
Sydney appearing heartbroken over his loss. Then on top of that hearing that she had quit her
job period was wreaking his sensible side. "Nigel we've spoken about this. You said you
wanted to help them and you are. Besides this is sort of your salary per say and you yourself
said and I quote Karen really needs it. So matters are settled she receives a trust fund with one
lump sum and Sydney receives your apartment. Besides we cleared out your desk and you
cleared out your room that would lead her in any way back to your present state." Richard was
starting to loose his confidence. He couldn't let Nigel become on focused at their task at hand.
Nigel had come a long way from the whimpering man he found out in the dessert. Having him
become part of the organization and now to boot their best agent had been amazing. Talk about
being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Richard knew that it would take time for Nigel to
become used to his new life or better yet new lives but it had to be done. He was too
knowledgeable and had now become an expert on weapons and hand to hand combat. No Nigel
wasn't just a commodity he was indispensable and Nigel knew it. Nigel knew that as much as he
may miss Karen and love Sydney there was the good that needed to be done for the whole and
his death was one of this things.
Nigel turned to Richard, "Sorry Richard just a little tousled won't happen again. Now what is
the next step?" Richard admired Nigel so few people could take heavy burdens and not buckle.
"Well Nigel my boy we are headed to South Africa seems our friend Steven had made an
appearance there and purchased some girls. It's rumored that he plans to take them to South
Korea for the usual and so we must stop the transaction. Locate not only his buyers but sellers as
well as close the operation down." Nigel nodded, "How about the name Carl Miller this time
with a New York accent?" Richard had to laugh Nigel really enjoyed his job too much of
destroying underworld figures but that was good. These people were ruthless and they needed to
be stopped. "Sounds good to me. Your flight leaves on Friday at eleven a.m. so be sure to be
ready. Also it won't be a private plane it will be on public transportation so that your story pans
out better." Nigel nodded and Richard took that as his cue to go besides he had a six o'clock
appointment to get to across town as Mr. Gets.
Karen knocked on Sydney's door but got no response so she knocked louder, "Karen come in
come in I'm on the phone with the airline they are asking if its o.k. to move our flight time up to
eleven a.m. on Friday due to flight cancellations is that al right with you?" Karen nodded as she
sat at the foot of Sydney's bed. Sydney went to the phone and said it was o.k. for the change.
Sydney next dialed room service to have some coffee and tea levered for her and the other
guests. "Karen do you want anything else besides milk?" Karen shook her head no as she stood
to stand to look out the balcony of Sydney's room. She saw the city and the streets, it would be
dark soon and no matter how beautiful the lights were she couldn't help but thing how it all
seemed wrong. She sighed well that is just the way things were. One day you are here and the
next gone. No one ever came with guarantees. Karen's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on
the door; "I'll get it!" Karen shot out to Sydney who had stepped into the bathroom to brush her
teeth. "Mr. Gets come in." As Karen stepped out of his way so he could step in Karen noticed a
man dressed in black at the end of the hallway. He quickly turned the corner when he noticed
that she had spotted him. Creepy English people Karen just thought. When Sydney stepped out
of the bathroom she greeted Mr. Gets with a handshake and mentioned for him to sit. "That's
quite alright Sydney. I'll just start the tape and get out of your hair." Sydney was confused,
"Tape and what about Nigel's brother and sister in law." Mr. Gets waved for them to take a seat
at the foot of Sydney's bed where the best view of the television could be had. "In actuality
Sydney they will not be coming. You see Nigel left nothing to them so they had no need to be
here. All he left was a trust fund to be accessed by their children if they ever have any and if
they don't the trust fund goes to several charities. So you see they were quite disappointed when
I told them this and thought it best not to come. Now how about we start?" Sydney turned to
look at Karen, who had the same expression as she did, dumbfounded.
"Hello ladies! Well if you are watching this it means that I'm not around. Sorry about that.
Richard thought it best that I make a video so people wouldn't think I got tricked. Anyway sorry
getting sidetracked. Well Karen you know I think the world of you and thank you for all the
times you've helped me out so without further ado I want to give you a trust fund. I know it
sounds like a lot but it's a little something to help you by with, well you have fun with it.
Richard will forward all the information to you to your house in a couple of days so expect a
pretty package in the mail soon. Sydney, my Syd I really didn't know what to give you since
you have everything you could possible need. I gave all my manuscripts, documents and
research papers to the school so needless to say there isn't much left but what is left of my
apartment and desk is yours. The paintings, pictures, relics I've personally collected are all
yours. I don't think there is anything left after that. Ooh yes dear brother and sister I've left you
not much just a trust fund for my future niece or nephew. Well that wraps things up. Don't be
sad for me I'm in a much better place now taking care of things so don't fret. I'll miss you all
very much but don't worry I'll keep an eye on you still. Take care Syd."
As the screen went to frost Mr. Gets took the tape out and turned the television off, "Well ladies
I hope you take care of yourselves and if you need anything here is my card. Don't worry I'll se
myself out." Minutes after he had left Karen finally found her voice, "What do you want to do
know?" Sydney simply stood from the bed and looked out the window of her balcony, "How
about dinner?"
always spoke fondly of his life here but how can one enjoy this place if it was always raining.
The funeral had ended several minutes ago and now her and Karen were sitting in the back seat
of Mr. Get's car. He had driven them to the site and was now taking them back to the hotel. He
said that the reading would be at six that night in her room. Nigel didn't have much and even
fewer people to give his property so it would only be them two, Nigel's brother and his sister in
law.
"Sydney are you alright?" Karen bumped Sydney with her shoulders to take her out of her other
world. Sydney just smiled and nodded back to Karen. Today was Wednesday that had arrived
on Monday and would be leaving on Friday afternoon. Back to the states and to an empty life
without Nigel. No she wasn't going to cry about it now. She was waiting for her best friend to
come in from Hawaii. Then she could have someone take care of her while to finally allowed
herself to break apart. Mr. Gets opened the door for Sydney and Karen to exit at the hotel.
When had they arrived or even for that matter left the cemetery. Sydney was on automatic now.
She took her and Karen's key from the reception area and headed upstairs to their respective
rooms. They agreed to meet at five thirty, which was exactly three hours away. As Sydney
entered her room she spied her bed and laid down fully clothed. She closed eyes and willed her
latest dream fantasy to come forth and claim her. She needed silence and that was the only place
left that gave her peace and comfort. Dreaming of Nigel.
"Don't you think this is a bit much. I mean they might suspect something I didn't necessarily
have money when I was around now and to suddenly drop them with this is a bit to much."
Nigel paced his room as he spoke to Richard. Richard had been the individual to stumble upon
him back in. Well quite frankly he didn't want to think about anything just seeing the images of
Sydney appearing heartbroken over his loss. Then on top of that hearing that she had quit her
job period was wreaking his sensible side. "Nigel we've spoken about this. You said you
wanted to help them and you are. Besides this is sort of your salary per say and you yourself
said and I quote Karen really needs it. So matters are settled she receives a trust fund with one
lump sum and Sydney receives your apartment. Besides we cleared out your desk and you
cleared out your room that would lead her in any way back to your present state." Richard was
starting to loose his confidence. He couldn't let Nigel become on focused at their task at hand.
Nigel had come a long way from the whimpering man he found out in the dessert. Having him
become part of the organization and now to boot their best agent had been amazing. Talk about
being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Richard knew that it would take time for Nigel to
become used to his new life or better yet new lives but it had to be done. He was too
knowledgeable and had now become an expert on weapons and hand to hand combat. No Nigel
wasn't just a commodity he was indispensable and Nigel knew it. Nigel knew that as much as he
may miss Karen and love Sydney there was the good that needed to be done for the whole and
his death was one of this things.
Nigel turned to Richard, "Sorry Richard just a little tousled won't happen again. Now what is
the next step?" Richard admired Nigel so few people could take heavy burdens and not buckle.
"Well Nigel my boy we are headed to South Africa seems our friend Steven had made an
appearance there and purchased some girls. It's rumored that he plans to take them to South
Korea for the usual and so we must stop the transaction. Locate not only his buyers but sellers as
well as close the operation down." Nigel nodded, "How about the name Carl Miller this time
with a New York accent?" Richard had to laugh Nigel really enjoyed his job too much of
destroying underworld figures but that was good. These people were ruthless and they needed to
be stopped. "Sounds good to me. Your flight leaves on Friday at eleven a.m. so be sure to be
ready. Also it won't be a private plane it will be on public transportation so that your story pans
out better." Nigel nodded and Richard took that as his cue to go besides he had a six o'clock
appointment to get to across town as Mr. Gets.
Karen knocked on Sydney's door but got no response so she knocked louder, "Karen come in
come in I'm on the phone with the airline they are asking if its o.k. to move our flight time up to
eleven a.m. on Friday due to flight cancellations is that al right with you?" Karen nodded as she
sat at the foot of Sydney's bed. Sydney went to the phone and said it was o.k. for the change.
Sydney next dialed room service to have some coffee and tea levered for her and the other
guests. "Karen do you want anything else besides milk?" Karen shook her head no as she stood
to stand to look out the balcony of Sydney's room. She saw the city and the streets, it would be
dark soon and no matter how beautiful the lights were she couldn't help but thing how it all
seemed wrong. She sighed well that is just the way things were. One day you are here and the
next gone. No one ever came with guarantees. Karen's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on
the door; "I'll get it!" Karen shot out to Sydney who had stepped into the bathroom to brush her
teeth. "Mr. Gets come in." As Karen stepped out of his way so he could step in Karen noticed a
man dressed in black at the end of the hallway. He quickly turned the corner when he noticed
that she had spotted him. Creepy English people Karen just thought. When Sydney stepped out
of the bathroom she greeted Mr. Gets with a handshake and mentioned for him to sit. "That's
quite alright Sydney. I'll just start the tape and get out of your hair." Sydney was confused,
"Tape and what about Nigel's brother and sister in law." Mr. Gets waved for them to take a seat
at the foot of Sydney's bed where the best view of the television could be had. "In actuality
Sydney they will not be coming. You see Nigel left nothing to them so they had no need to be
here. All he left was a trust fund to be accessed by their children if they ever have any and if
they don't the trust fund goes to several charities. So you see they were quite disappointed when
I told them this and thought it best not to come. Now how about we start?" Sydney turned to
look at Karen, who had the same expression as she did, dumbfounded.
"Hello ladies! Well if you are watching this it means that I'm not around. Sorry about that.
Richard thought it best that I make a video so people wouldn't think I got tricked. Anyway sorry
getting sidetracked. Well Karen you know I think the world of you and thank you for all the
times you've helped me out so without further ado I want to give you a trust fund. I know it
sounds like a lot but it's a little something to help you by with, well you have fun with it.
Richard will forward all the information to you to your house in a couple of days so expect a
pretty package in the mail soon. Sydney, my Syd I really didn't know what to give you since
you have everything you could possible need. I gave all my manuscripts, documents and
research papers to the school so needless to say there isn't much left but what is left of my
apartment and desk is yours. The paintings, pictures, relics I've personally collected are all
yours. I don't think there is anything left after that. Ooh yes dear brother and sister I've left you
not much just a trust fund for my future niece or nephew. Well that wraps things up. Don't be
sad for me I'm in a much better place now taking care of things so don't fret. I'll miss you all
very much but don't worry I'll keep an eye on you still. Take care Syd."
As the screen went to frost Mr. Gets took the tape out and turned the television off, "Well ladies
I hope you take care of yourselves and if you need anything here is my card. Don't worry I'll se
myself out." Minutes after he had left Karen finally found her voice, "What do you want to do
know?" Sydney simply stood from the bed and looked out the window of her balcony, "How
about dinner?"