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Maybe in over-excitement, but after placing my hands on Ferris’s shoulders, I kissed both sides of his cheeks. ‘You were unreachable, even for a man as myself. What made you change your mind?’ I still couldn’t believe he was there.
‘I... I didn’t change my mind,’ Ferris answered with hindered regret. But somehow I didn’t care. I wasn’t taking no for an answer this time around. I was going to find a way back into his life, even if it was going to be just so I could make sure he was okay.
I was right about Bea being as shocked as we were to be in the same room, especially since we were the main characters in her life... and as we had come to discover, also on her chessboard. In fact, it wasn’t even her chessboard. She was giving it to us to play a dangerous game of conquistadores.
Information was never something that I lacked. I knew damn well what was going on around us. And Bea was turning out to be as sneaky as I was, bringing to light aspects that I had no idea of.
There was a revolution brewing — that, I knew. But apparently, the Elite was planning on enslaving the Annelids that lived in the Pit — that I didn’t know. Andthatwas affecting me personally, since, in the Elite’s eyes, I was still an Annelid, no matter what schools I went to or what kind of money ran through my pockets.
Hierarchies were changing and I was going to be left behind. Except... except that I would try and end up at the winner’s table.
Bea was proposing just that to us, even if I was trying to play not being interested. She was trying a sort of coalition between Ferris, Cole, and me to try and equal the balance. Her plan was for me to step in with my underworld connections and intel.
I had to admit, what she was proposing made more sense than any politician I ever heard on TV, except she was asking us to risk our lives, and I wasn’t ready to do that. At least not without some kind of compensation, and the split leadership Bea was offering wasn’t enough.
I was just going to hit her with a definite no, but Ferris asked us to think things over and meet in three days with an answer. If I could refuse Bea, I couldn’t refuse him. ‘I’ll make a decision when the time comes,’ I snarled, admitting defeat.
As much as I wanted to talk more with Ferris, I couldn’t remain in that room for much longer. My wound was killing me and it was only a matter of minutes before I would have been unable to stand. I felt it in the beads of cold sweat running down my spine, as I was finding it increasingly difficult to smother the evidence of my pain.
Luckily, Cole was in a hurry. As soon as he broke our gathering, I found an excuse to follow him outside.
One of my men was waiting to take me home. I was in no condition to drive. Hell, I was barely in a condition to get out of the car without help. Yet I did it anyway. I was never used to showing any signs of weakness, and the fucking trip from the car to my front door wasn’t going to kill me.
I slept through the rest of the day only waking up to take several painkillers.
At least I felt better in the morning.
That’s what I thought becausebetterbecame a relative term.
There was something utterly wrong with me. And it has nothing to do with my wound. Or maybe it did, but my turmoil wasn’t being caused by any physical pain... more like a physical need.
Turned out that my meeting with Bea gave birth to a new thought to alter with my conscience.
She was asking something of me, and even if her reasons had solid ground, it wasn’t stopping me from extending our deal.
But that could wait for another day.
I had much more important things to do except try to get in her panties.
And a visit to Ferris was one of them.
I was going to test the limits and try and see if he would see me. The other day, I noticed there was something that had changed in his look, and it was giving me hope that it won’t be just a failed attempt to meet with him.
My hunch paid off, and after giving my name at the gate I was invited inside his mansion. I knew my way like the back of my hand, and being back there reignited old memories. But most importantly it was giving me hope that maybe he would forgive me... at some point.
‘Whiskey and a clear pass to enter your estate. The rebellions really do change things around here,’ I said, noticing two glasses of whiskey resting on a living room glass table.
‘The guards from the gate told me you were coming. I figured it’s the right way to salute an old friend.’ Ferris was the one coming over to hug me this time around. My walking skills were somewhat depleted anyway.
At least there was something else cheering me up that day. Ferris used a word I hadn’t heard in a long time.Friend.
‘Well, I’m glad to see you,’ he cast a genuine smile.
‘I wasn’t really expecting you would be.’ I was never too good at pleasantries, especially with friends. My solution was to speak the truth and see what the fuck would happen.
And it seemed to be working. ‘I don’t hold a grudge against you for sending me to the clinic,’ Ferris handed me the glass.
‘Then why didn’t you want to see me?’ I felt I needed to ask.
