The Pieces of Eight
Jade walked through the front door of the restaurant and looked around for Zachary. Seeing him in a far corner, sitting across from a woman with long, reddish-blonde hair, she headed in his direction. Once she got closer, she saw that the woman was actually Stew’s sister. “Rebecca? This is the package?”
Recognizing the voice, Becca turned around and scoffed.
“Were you expecting someone else?” Zachary asked.
“No. Not really. I just wasn’t expecting her. That’s all.” Jade sat down next to Zachary but hesitated before settling in. “Wait—Please tell me this isn’t the ‘really nice’ dinner you were talking about.”
“Of course not. It’s only three in the afternoon. I told you… when the others get here…”
“Okay. Just making sure. So… what do we do now?”
“Well… would you like a snack?”
“No. I’m fine. I stopped on the way.”
“Well, let’s go to the hotel, then. Jade, my love, what time are our friends supposed to be here? What is it they call themselves?”
“Oh, yes. Pieces of Eight. Fitting, as we’re in a town where pirates once resided.”
“They should be here in about an hour. It only takes a couple hours longer than from Charlotte. They’re stopping for the supplies you wanted, too, though.”
Zachary sat on one bed as Becca sat on the other. Billy the Exterminator was on the television, rescuing a possum from someone’s air conditioning duct. Niether paid Billy any attention as their minds were not in the same room. Becca’s arms and feet were crossed and she sat silently, but she wore no rope around her wrists, nor duct tape on her mouth. She didn’t know what this man was capable of but he was using her love for her family as restraints.
Jade emerged from the bathroom in fresh clothes and drying her hair. “As soon as the P.O.E. gets here, you’re taking me out right?”
“Yes. Now, that you’re out of the shower, I’ll get cleaned up. Why don’t you figure out where you want to go.”
Witht the shower running in the bathroom, Becca knew she could talk to Jade without Zachary hearing. “Does Stew know about you two?”
“I imagine he does. What does it matter? He’s with whats-her-name now, isn’t he?”
“Whatever. You know I don’t like you. I’ve never liked you. In fact, you might as well exchange dislike for hate now.”
“A month ago, that might have hurt my feelings.”
“Well, with my brother being immortal now, along with his immortal friends, you and Zachary are probably going to get more than just your feelings hurt if you don’t let me go.”
“You have no idea what Zachary can do, or is planning to do.”
“You’re right, but I do know this… if you look at history, good always triumphs over evil in the end.”
“Ugh! You are so frustrating. This conversation is boring me.”
“Why? Because you know I’m right?”
Jade turned her head towards the bathroom, looked at her watch and huffed.
“Ignore me. Yes. Admit defeat. I win. Ha!”
“Zachary!” Jade shouted. “Hurry up! I’m hungry!”
“Did you decide on a restaurant?” Zachary asked, poking his head out of the bathroom door.
“Crap,” she answered. “No.” She opened the drawer in the nightstand beside the bed and grabbed the binder of information provided by the hotel. She flipped to the restaurant section. One of the first one’s listed was The Chelsea. “Sounds expensive. Good enough for me,” Jade said to herself. “I need the P.O.E. to get here A.S.A.P.”
A knock on the door echoed through the room with such perfect timing, for a moment, Jade felt like she was on stage in a high school play.
“We’ve arrived,” a male voice said from the other side of the door.
Jade got up from the bed and went to the door, looking through the peephole before she opened it. “It is about time. Zachary owes me a nice dinner and I need it to be hostage-free. So… you guys have babysitting duty.”
“She’s absolutely right,” Zachary said as he came out of the bathroom and slid his leather jacket off the back of a chair. “I owe her a dinner and you pledged your allegiance to me and promised to follow my orders. Keep a close eye on our guest. Her name is Rebecca. No one is to harm her. Understood?”