Chapter Five
“Mr. Ethan will see you in a few moments.” The receptionist said to Oren and Aaron Rogers as she continued to type at her computer. Both of them sat in silence as they waited for a chance to see him. Oren's hair was rather dry, looking as if it could fall off at any given moment. Brad's looked greasey, falling all over his face, and for some reason had a very unpleasant odor to it. When about ten minutes have passed, the receptionist came back.
“He will see you both now.” Taking Oren by the hand, both of them walked into Joshua Ethan's office.
The office was large and spacious. The walls, a forest green with book shelves covering a good majority of the space. On the walls were some certificates that said they were degrees from law schools and some pictures that appeared to be of family members and heads of some universities. They both took a seat in front of the large mahogany desk that was in the middle of the room and waited.
It had been a long time sense both of them had seen any color at all in their lives. Living in a gray cell with the only music being the screaming of others was and will never be a pleasant experience for either of them. Aaron did not know how it would be to see him again. He did think about him from time to time in that cell (along with Oren thinking of him) and did not know what to expect. But one thing was for sure: He must be pissed off with him. Why? There were no photos of him in the area at all. Only of others.
“I hope you both know that it is rude to sit down without permission in someone's office.” A voice, thick with a southern accent, boomed into the room sending waves of shock threw both Oren and Aaron. “But seeing as how my brother is here, I will be forgiving.” He walked over to his desk, patting Aaron on the shoulder.
“So, how long did you guys do time for?” He asked as he took out a legal pad.
“Ten years.” Oren said, in a rather annoying high pitch voice.
“Ten years for neglect and rape. I wonder why they decided to go easy on you guys.”
“Maybe it is because my brother happens to be the one government authority that is known for satisfying the pedophiliac desires of the men who run this country.” Aaron said, his voice low and depressed. Joshua sat back in his chair.
“Who in the prison told you about that?” He asked.
“A person by the name of McLaughlin. He found out about what you done and you framed him for the murder of some illegal immigrants in Texas. I do not remember the other details but that does not matter in the slightest.” Aaron said.
“Ah. Him. Well, like most secret industries, you have to keep some things secret from the public's eye. The Government does it all the time, and so do we. An example will be when the Swedish government tried to hide an agent of the Soviet Union in their country sense he was doing work for them. That was until his daughter went and burnt him almost to death and then exposing the government for how corrupt they were.”
“We are aware of that.” Oren said. Joshua only knew her for a few moments and already her voice was getting on his last nerve. Will someone shut this fucking bitch up? he asked in his mind.
“Instead of us talking about what we already know,” Joshua said, standing up to get him a shot of whiskey. “What about you tell me what I do not know. Like, why you have come to see me. Whiskey you two?” Aaron shook his head no, Oren took one.
“We have come to make you a deal.” Aaron said. “We know all about Angels & Demons and about the money that you all make. What we want to do is get back our daughter Cyri and sell her to be put into your films in exchange we gets some of the profits that you all make.” Joshua's eyes were raised.
“You know, I keep hearing about my niece almost everyday now. You know our main film maker Donnie Osbourne? Well, your little girl was almost in one of his films. Long story short, what resulted was the recreation of a Swedish novel about violence against women. In a way, I want her taken down. But it shocks me that you, being her parents, would want this for your own flesh and blood. She is nothing to me, but she is something to you. So, please explain to me why you want to do this?”
“Simple: One rule about family is that you never rat out anyone. She broke that rule and deserves to be punished. She is ours. She ended up putting us threw Hell and back. She had no right. So, I drank a little and lost control. So what? Do we all once in a while? Well, she had to bleed out of her ass and rat me and Oren out. She is dead to us and we want to strike revenge against her.” Aaron said, stopping to take a deep breath. They were all quiet until Oren put down her now empty glass.
“What are you plans of what to do Josh?” Oren asked.
“I was thinking of charging her on murder for Garret (otherwise known as Ratliff), Donnie’s cousin sense she was involved with that and also for the sexual torture of Donnie. To put it simply, she shoved a base ball bat up his ass.” Both Oren and Brad had looks of pain on their face when they were told that. “So, you already know where I stand on bringing her down. Sense I do control some parts of the Government, we will take her to court about this and we will fight to have her returned into your custody. Though, I must warn you: You are not the only one that want to get her back. You remember the Dieter Sixx trial a few years back about that sweat shop that was ran by kids? Well, they had legal custody of Cyri and as such, they want her back due to their believe that she caused their industry to collapse. Pity though. I was going to turn them into another division of Angels & Demons. But, I am going to have to tell them today that me giving Cyri back to them would be out of the question. Overall, I will be getting to work soon on bringing down Cyri. Seeing as how a lot of people she know have gotten weak, this should be easy.”
“People she know?” Brad asked, looking confused.
“I assume that in the prison you have heard of the vigilantism group known as The Children Of Darkness? Well, Cyri is part of the group. So a group that wants to destroy any gangs is enough of a threat to me and as such, needs to be put down.” Josh looked at his calendar and frowned. “Sadly, I have another client that I have to see about this time. But, please come back here some time so we can discuss this in depth more.” Josh shook both Oren and Brad's hands as they left the room. Once they were done, Joshua walked towards his computer and stopped the video recorder that was in the room.
Once the film stopped, Blaze went to the beginning of the film and looked at the notes he had written down. McCartney and Paul gave Blaze their notes on the video and he looked threw them.
“Gentlemen,” Blaze said turning around. “I think we might have found the most fun we will have in a long time. Time to update the Lawyers about this. In terms of pop culture for this year, hell is about to break loose.” Stalin and McCartney looked at each other and nodded.
No comments:
Post a Comment