part 20

(continuing from A giving iku a phone and camera shades)

They get out of the hotel, and start driving around testing how well the cameras work, it works surprisingly really well. Even without a stable connection most of the feed was serviceable.

iku starts talking to A trough the feed:

iku: (“So like you hear me and see what I do fine, and you can peek in on what I’m doing whenever wherever, yknow, you might see some things you don’t wanna.”)

iku’s phone buzzes.

Notification <(A “Oh honey I’ve seen a lot of things.”)

iku: (“Wait, shit yeah, the shades are one way, I can’t talk to you. Or, well, not in a proper way.“)

Notification <(A “Well yeah, I had to make this viable somehow.”)

iku: (“Well, you messaging me is going to be fucking annoying when I’m on a job.“)

Notification <(A “I’ll keep it to a minimum. Come back.”)

iku makes her way back to her car, A is sitting in the passenger seat with her thinkpad in her lap. iku gets in.

A: (“I’d call that a pretty fucking good field test.“)

A: (“I mean, I knew it’d work, but yknow, not as well as it did.”)

iku: (“Hey that’s good then.”)

iku: (“I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty fucking hungry. Wanna go grab some food?“)

A: (“What do you have in mind?”)

iku: (“Fast food; Chicken or burgers either will do, need to get some calories in, gonna have to work out today.“)

A: (“What about burgers?”)

iku: (“Yeah that’s good, let’s go.”)

iku and A go eat burgers, it’s very awesome. A couple months go by, iku is now 21 years old. Almost every job she does now is for A, while her staff handles all other types of jobs. iku as A said “doesn’t get what she’s doing”. Everything works out great, iku gets a fat stack and A gets to do whatever she wants to do with iku. They develop a really strong friendship. Although iku’s attitude pisses A off sometimes, she’s mostly willing to overlook it.

It’s summer, iku’s planning on making a basement floor where she can move all the night shift employees and have a bar and shit for herself. She get’s a job from A to take care for 3 people and bring back a dossier. One manages to get away.

iku: (“Ah fuck, well, He’s probs out of the city by now. I’m coming back.”)

iku gets to A’s place. It’s a nice home, furniture made out of pine, tea cups, a real classy place. A’s sick.

A: (sick raspy voice “Did you get the documents.”)

iku: (“Right here.“)

A: (“And you got all three of them.”)

iku: (“One escaped.“)

A: (“What?!”)

iku: (“Don’t worry about it, He’s probs out of the city by now, fucker pissed himself anyways.“)

A: (“Are you for fucking real?”)

iku: (“Yea.“)

A: (“And here I was thinking you fucking grew up already, but no I was fucking wrong.”)

iku: (“How does this fucking matter at all? If He’s out of here it doesn’t matter.“)

A: (“Well it fucking matter because I don’t do half ass---”)

iku: (“Except i got what you fucking wa—”)

A: “hungarian” (“SHUT THE FUCK UP. GOD. CAN’T YOU SEE I’M TRYING TO MAKE THIS WORK?! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE ALL THE TIME, DO YOU REALLY HAVE TO PISS ME OFF WHEN I’M SICK, LIKE I’M NOT IN ENOUGH PAIN ALREADY?! I TELL YOU TO DO YOUR FUCKING JOB AND YOU DO YOUR FUCKING JOB, IS IT THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!“)

A: “hungarian” (”…” sighs “It’s my fault, I should’ve been more open with you. I need to track Him down, you do your job and then we talk, it’s time I become honest with you.”)

iku: “hungarian” (“You… You’re..“)

A: “hungarian” (“Hungarian, yes. Just go, he’s probably at the badlands by now.“)