CHAPTER 6

I hate to spend too long describing the set of events that occurred, but to put it shortly, Necky went over to visit Maggie and comforted and reassured her after Maggie explained to Necky what had happened assuming she'd been oblivious. Making it seem unrelated to her troubles, Necky then proceeded to ask Maggie if she could build some sort of watch shaped device with a GPS trackable by phone via a third party app and a microphone that could connect to a bluetooth speaker. Maggie got to work, and by the next day it had been finished. Necky gave Terice the watch, and the plan had been to give the watch to the supposed Jacob look alike as a free gift for the store's anniversary, and surely enough, the man took the watch, and that's when Necky, Nerv and Terice got to work.

Firstly, Nerv & Necky watched from Necky's iPad just where the watch had gone, and just as they expected but to their surprise, it had gone straight to the studio. With the microphone on, they also discovered Jacob had a love for Europop. Ewww. They wanted to cover their ears, but they refrained. It might've been his paranoia trying to ward off oncoming listeners, or, he was just that demented. Potentially the latter.

Terice had come to their place just in time to listen in on what Jacob had been doing, she gave her shift to a co worker and came over as soon as possible.

She frantically knocked on the door and came in as soon as Nerv opened it. "I hope I didn't miss anything!" She exclaimed.

"You're just in time!" Necky replied, "It's Jacob! He just got to the place!"

"Oh my god!" Said Terice, "I knew there was something up with that guy! Let's listen!"

They huddled around the speaker and listened. For a few minutes they only heard footsteps through the familiar tiled halls, until eventually they heard a conversation between Jacob and a voice they hadn't heard in quite some time…

"Sammy dear! I'm back, and I've brought more stuff for you!"

"Thanks, just place the soup over there, I'll get to it."

"Are you sure you don't want me to make it for you?"

"I really do enjoy your hospitality, but, I'm sure I have the strength to make it."

"Oh my GOD! IT'S SAMMY!" Nerv exclaimed.

Terice shushed him, "We don't wanna miss anything, keep listening!"

"Oops. My bad." Nerv could barely stay still, but he tried very hard to listen.

The conversation went as follows…

"...I just know even after you get out of here you'll still be a little wobbly with that scar on your stomach and all, I want to do everything I can for you. I know you'd do the same for me."

"Oh, yes sir! I know, I just feel like I'd build the strength back better if I actually, well y'know, got up and did stuff more."

"I understand Sammy, healing is a very slow process, I just want you to be careful while staying here."

"I know I know, I sure know I'm safer in here than I am out there! Heh..."

"..."

"Sammy, I rather you not joke about those things, I'm still very disturbed another one of my cr-..The actors would go and do such a thing like that to you. And for what? It's like he's going and doing something unreasonable and not taking responsibility for anything immediately after. Can you believe that?! Who would DO something like that?! I can't believe Nerv, what a HYPOCRITE!"

"Yeah, yeah. What a guy."

"..."

"Anyways, you remember what to do when you get out, right?"

"Yeah I do."

"And what would that be, Samuel?"

"Take all the master reels in the back of the trailer you rented, pick up Spud Razor's harpoon gun, drive out into the forest near my house, hide them there, and then go to that son of a bitch Nerv's house and shoot him between the eyes!"

"That's my Sammy. By Friday I think you should be as fit as a fiddle!"

"I really appreciate all you've done for me, Jacob. Sucks it's has to come to this though.."

"What's the reason in feeling any remorse? You've been here for a while now, why should you feel bad for Nerv?"

"Well uh, why aren't you feeling bad for Nerv? I hate the guy, but look at the state he's in going and shooting me for simply praising you!"

"Sammy, if you keep this up you're gonna start thinking some crazy things! And I don't think you want me to forcefully keep you here longer."

"No! No! Don't remind me!"

"Very well Sammy. Oh how it would pain me to do so, your charm just might deter me from doing that anyways. I love you too much!"

"Well that's flattering to know."

The three continued to listen and learned everything they needed to know. By Friday, Nerv had to go to the docks very early and get Spud Razor's harpoon gun, and much later on he'd have to go back to the woods and wait for Sammy, and when the time came, he'd turn the tables and get the bigot right between the eyes instead. It was a dangerous task, and it was up to him to figure out whether it'd be successful, because if not, the consequences would be dire. Very, very dire.