Naomi heard her destination before she could see it, the thudding bass of Katy Perry's teenage dream and Cook's ear shattering, off key remix could be heard a whole block away even in the midday hustle and bustle. Naomi re positioned both weighty bags on her shoulder but it was no use as they were still as heavy, she was still pissed off, tired and most of all horribly sticky.
'Fuck sake CooK,' She knew even before she got the text on the where abouts of the vechicle's location that Cook had it in for her, making them do a job wearing full get up in one hundred degree heat, one hundred and twelve degrees fahrenheit to be precise or fourty four degrees C for Cooks across the pond units of measurment, although he's been here for long enough to figure it out himself Naomi thought bitterly. Naomi has never messed with the routine so that included the careful descisions regarding loction, time and date, she wasn't even inclined to change it just because of a rise in temperture.
It didn't really matter the size of the bollocking that she would give to Cook when she saw him because she already knew that his defence would be simply that he was folllowing the routine, which was the truth even though it annoyed the hell out of her when he used it as an excuse. Naomi had, from the beginning made it very clear that she was always the one to bring the package back by herself and be the last one to the vechicle for a quick get away. Cook or Effy (whoever was there first) would drive the van to a different location from where they had left it before the mission, pick up the other then move to another location and text Naomi the details.
At the final block she was for once relieved to hear the terrible, barely even a tune that was Cook's singing voice. As she rounded the corner she couldn't help but smirk slightly at the sight of Cook sat in the front seat with his muscular calfs sticking out of the fully openned window of a rustic red FSC Lulin van with multicoloured text on the side that read PANDA'S POPS PETAL SHOP. He was completely oblvious to his surroundings so when she slammed her hand on the side of the rust bucket Cook nearly wet himself in shock and burnt himself of the cigerette that fell from his lips in his state of fear and as a result landed on his forearm.
'Jesus blondie don't do that to me,' He said while holding his hand to his chest.
'That's for parking here, and also shows you need to spend less time Practiceing for american Idol and more time observeing, and I hope you've kept all of those,' She nodded toward to cigerette end inbetween his thumb and index finger.
'Yeah, yeah all your precious evidence is in the back as should be them bags,' He nodded back to both sports bags on either one of her shoulders. Naomi made her way to the back of the van but stopped when she heard, 'Oh and blondie,' Naomi turned to find Cooks head pokeing out the window, 'you should wear that more often, your legs look fucking mint,' Naomi sighed as she looked down at her sports attire that entail a vest, a pair of jogging shorts and a fake personal trainer ID hung around her neck. She knew it was silly but she just felt a hell of a lot safer in the personal trainer disguise when carrying sports bags that had inside most encrimminateing evidence that anyone could ever find on them, and she was kind of glad for doing it considering the distance her dear old friend made her walk. She rolled her eyes as she heard Cook cackle like a hyenia to himself and started up the van as Naomi went to open the back door, she smiled at Effy who was perched in the back of the van squirting the wide array of flowers with a water gun.
'Let's get those flowers delivered or Panda won't let us borrow the van again,' Naomi ordered as she got into the front with Cook, putting her seatbelt on.
'Yeah she will, you know what she's like, she's just thrilled to see Eff anytime we're in town. Its not like we have to do it,' Cook reasoned.
'Just do it, we don't want her getting suspicious,'
'Panda suspicious, your jokeing right?' Cook grinned
'Well maybe not Panda but Thomas will know somethings up so get moveing,'
'Ooh I always like it when your dominant,' Wiggleing his eyebrows
'Fuck off,' Naomi hissed, Cook just laughed as they drove off into the busy streets.
08/14/2011
1:15PM
Down town Las Vegas, Nevada
Emily felt about as worthy as dog feces and even that was giving her a run for her money.
'Dad I don't see why Katie gets to go all the way the Australia to represent us, I do more work, I work harder. Jesus, even James works harder,' Emily interrogated her father.
Robert Fitch a youthful looking man with unstoppable charm and a brutal mentallity which made running one of the biggest casios and online gambling companies in America come natural to him. Born May 6th in Liverpool, England in 1963 he brought cunning buiness strategies into nearly every aspect of life, even as a child he would con everyone until he got what he wanted which did bring in itself his fair share of enimies, a trait which has followed right through to the present day. At twenty one armed with nothing more than a a few hundred pounds and a first in economics from the University of York he decided to seek out what he thought to be his rightful million in America after hearing from a university friend from Boston that America was the land of opportunity.
On arriveing in New York city he decided that the only way to go up was to start at the bottom, the very bottom in his case. Flipping burgers, toilet attendent, a garbage man and many more. It wasn't till a year and a half since landing in the USA that finally his big break came. His university friend had introduced him to his father who was in the gambling buiness who in turn introduced him to his boss Martin James Macdonald a Scottish buissness man, owner to Macdonald's Scottish Casios, who only a year prior to their meeting had he expanded his business across the pond and most importantly was rolling in it. He was intrigued by Roberts knowledge and attitude to business and hired him within a week of meeting. Robert loved money but once meeting Martin's wife and three children did money take a step down from top priorty. When Robert met Martin's only daughter Jenifer (Jenna)he was transfixed and the two married only six months later despite the fact that Jenna was six years his junior and had just left highschool but Martin had now a member of the family he could trust to hand down the buissness to that he had been building since his late teens.
A year later however Martin had a heart attack and passed away leaving a twenety three year old Robert Fitch in charge of an ever growing multi millon dollar business. Robert was cunning, tactical and with each day he gained more and more power but that didn't mean he was all work and no play, in fact he was quite the oppisite as two years after inheriting Maritns business he was blessed with beautiful twin daughters Katheryn (Katie) and Emily, Kathryn after Jenna's mother and Emily after his own. Orignally they only thought to be having one girl, Katie, but eight minutes after Katie had been delievered did he have another, equally as beautiful girl Emily. Three years after his daughter's birth he was blessed with another addition to the Fitch family, James Daniel Fitch. Orignally he was looking for James to pass his business onto but when he had more interest in dressing up in his sister clothing than business did he turn to Katie but very soon found out that crunching numbers wasn't quite her forte as she spent majority of her time out shopping or getting done up to the dimes with her mother. Final hopes for keeping the buisness in the family was Emily or he'd have to look for a promiseing, young indiviual within the company, but Emily surprisingly turned out to be the answer to his prayers. She was quiet and tended to hide behind her sister but like her father she was cunning and had inherited a natural flair for business. He could remember taking a teenage Emily across to the sight of his first major casio in Sin City and teaching her first hand knowledge of the ways of the business world. He knew it was wrong of him introducing his young daughter to the gambleing world. He did contemplate from time to time whether he should let her create her own path in life as not only did she have her dad's knack for business she had also inherited his mothers gift as an artist and he was well aware of the many peices she had created from their ranch within the never ending rolling hills of green in Virginia, but when she suggested to start an online gambling company did he know he just couldn't let this gifted girl go. At eighteen Emily went off to study at London School of Economics earning herself a first and a love for Britain .
To everyone Rob had the perfect life. Great wealth, good looks, a beautiful wife and a three perfect children but behind closed doors it was a completely different story. Jenna was known to have had her fair share of gentlemen friends, Katie had a reputation for partying hard and getting herself very well known in the media eye and when James was caught in a rather compromising position in a female changing room did the Fitches never seem to be out of the papers. It wasn't till the summer of 2005 that the family name Fitch was was known throughout evey household in America. On August 19th Jenna Fitch was found by Emily in the Fitches Gold Coast Village townhouse, New York, a nine mm bullet in the back of her head. She had been assassinated and now the Fitchs had there names in every newspaper, their private lives plastered across the country and most importantly somebody was out to ruin them. The case was top priority to detectives but after months of searching they hadn't a single lead and it was put to the bottom of the pile leaveing the remaining Fitch family in constant fear. Despite this Robert had told his children that they shouldn't hide away as that would show the monster who had done this that they had won, they were Fitches and no one was going to scare them into hiding but in the back of his mind he couldn't help but have a constant dred knowing that if lost his children he would lose his life's worth.
After the death of his wife Robert wanted his revenge and as he had just witnessed the pathetic attempts of the police he knew he could not rely on them. Robert had put out a word out full confidentiality, he wanted somebody who would do the job without fail, he wanted someone who would make this bastard pay and two months after his wife's passing he found that person. It still baffles him to this day as they didn't even come to the many interviews that he had been setting up in the search of such a person. However it didn't stop them from waiting for him inside his Las Vegas home when he got in from work, that in itself impressed him as the security of all of his houses whether they be occupied or not had a major security revamp. This person assured that they would find the assassinator and make them pay and true to their word Robert Fitch had every peice of information on monster that had done this to his wife within two weeks. They informed Robert that it was now up to him to decide what they were do to him. Although they did warn him that they were 99.9 percent sure that the aassassinator had been hired by somone else and that information could not be finalised unless the assassinator had told them himself. Robert demanded they get the information as soon as possible and he didn't give a damn how they got it . The assassinator was found by Rob's hired people in his Chicargo residents with a shotgun blast to his throat, they said it look to be suicide. Robert begged the people to find out who had done this to his family and they took up Rob's very generous offer. Ever since then have been doing by any means nessacary to find information, black mail, death threats, hacking into possible suspects personal bank accounts, robbing the banks they had invested in. The Casino had ended up has Rob's side project, the majority of his money now coming from crimminals, crimminals that he had hired because he was so desperate to find out who had ruined his family. At times he wondered whether he should just cut them off but each time he'd look at his kids and he realised he wouldn't dare risk it, that and he'd probably be found the next day with a bullet through his skull. He stops, they stop and they wouldn't like that one bit. Although the rules that Rob was aware of in their agreement were that Rob was only to know their first names and they in turn were never allowed to come in contact with his family. He knew that if they were to find out, especially Emily, how he really made their money then he'd still have children but children that do not wish to speak to him, he couldn't decided which was worse.
'Dad?' Rob shook his head and gathered himself back to the present day.
'What love? Sorry I was miles away,' He grinned and she flashed him back a warming smile that melted his heart everytime, those brown eyes always reminding him of his wife.
'Er Katie. I just wondered why she's going to Australia to represent us and not somebody who has more knowledge on the buisness,' Emily felt kind of bad for going all out on her dad before. Everytime she looked at him you could always see he was hiding the hurt and as much as she knew her Dad loved her Mother ,despite her flaws, the main reason behind his constant saddness was that he always worried about whether his own flesh and blood were safe. Emily knew he wouldn't be able stand it if something happened, however much he tried to hide it Emily and her siblings knew it was always there. Emily did everything she could to make her Dad happy and she knew he loved her but she always wondered if he'd love as much if she had decided to study art at collage rather than what her father wanted. Before her mother's death that was what she had her heart set on, she was going to do it too even though that she knew that her Dad would be dissappointed but this was what she loved and she was full speed ahead. But then she found her Mum, she had nightmares for months and all she wanted to do was get as far away as possible and London just seemed to fit. She did fall in love with London, she fell in love with Britain, she always wondered what it be like to study art in such a place. Photography was what attracted her, to be able to capture such old architecture, so much history in your surroundings, discovering how to capture everything you could ever see in one shot. Everything was just there longing to be marveled at. But it didn't matter because if she had things the way she wanted she'd have a sister who wasn't a bitch, a brother who wasn't a perv, her father who be happy, she'd still have her mother and she'd just be normal.
'Don't worry love, it's mainly just meeting and greeting people, no buisness to it really. Sweet talk them first love and they'll come crawling back. Besides I need you here, summers here and that means tourists, tourists means cash and cash means alot of work,' He smiled, showing his perfectly alinged pearly whites. He still couldn't fool her but she smiled back anyway and quietly left him to himself.
Robert Fitch's smile instantly fell once Emily had left. He swivled his chair to the window behind him, the late afternoon Las Vegas skyline looking back at him. He knew he couldn't put this off for any longer, he knew he had to do it, he'd known since that day at his house, the day he signed his life to the other side of the law. It scared him, terrified him. The was deadly repercussions that it brought he knew he could never out even with all the money in the world. He turned back round to his desk and pick up the phone, he dialed the number he knew off by heart and waited, four rings like every other time. They picked up but said nothing as usual.
'Naomi, we need to talk,' Rob knew there was no going back now.
(A/N) Thankyou so much for the feedback I really appreciate it. This chapter was mainly just to get a feel of the other side of the story and I promise the next chapter will be in full swing of the present day story line and not of their past although the past is a big part of everyone's story isn't it. Anyway I just want to thankyou again for your comments they've really helped. I'm actually from the UK but have spent some time in the US but still I'm very well aware that my American vocabulary is very much off but hey its the thought that counts. Thanks again everyone