Franco's worries were alleviated as the Mrs. Carter-Madison informed him that she would be allowing Damien's leave. Practically leaping for joy, he tore off down through the opulent lounge towards the smaller lounge area where all of his friends were in attendance. This was the plan from the beginning, but things were getting a bit complicated and he wasn't going to mess it up now.
I have to prove myself. I have to reassert myself. Climb over every rung, jump through all the rings; I do what I have to get to the top. Damiens just another rung.
The sweat still gleamed on Francos forehead from when Mrs. Madison stared him down. Franco would do what he had to get to the top, but there was something so very frightening about disapproval. He was always willing to accept consequences but he hated it when the pressure was on him. He didnt even look back at Damien as he and his assistant Jorge dragged him through the hallways. He wasnt the important part after all, the important part was that Renee and the others were happy, and mostly, that Franco got his due for doing what he could.
He could tell that the young man was afraid by his whimpering, which was all of little consequence, as Franco could see Marvin and Richard heading down the hallway towards him. He tugged at his collar and looked Richard in the eyes, he was pissed. Franco made his move before Richard could say a single word.
Richard! Franco opened his arms in a welcoming gesture. He strutted towards the older Hendrick with an apologetic gesture. Im so glad I caught up to you, after I slipped away after our last conversation.
Franco reached back, hardly looked to see what he has grabbing for. After a few greedy swoops the young man grabbed hold of Damiens suit collar and pulled him forward. Realizing his lack of attention to detail, he straightened out Damiens suit before he could continue.
This is our new friend, Damien, Francos smile begged to collapse and weep in the face of adversary. Today we are inducting him into our little circle of friends. Heh- We have some really nice things planned for him! Tell em Damien.
Franco crossed his fingers behind his back and tightened his grip on Damiens suit. He looked at Damien and focused all his ire on his cheap hair-cut.
Youd better pull through for me you little worm, or youre going to be in a whole new world of agony later tonight.
I eat alone in a desert with skulls for my pets,
I rate the days 1 to 10 with lead cigarettes.
Haaziq Muhammad Sayf