Picking Up A Friend

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โ€œRemind me again why we’re here?โ€ Paula asked, letting her seat back a little.

 

The two massive men in the front seat sharply inhaled. People didnโ€™t question Pauly LaVine; when he said jump his men didnโ€™t even ask how high, they simply jumped until Pauly said otherwise. But Paula wasnโ€™t one of her fatherโ€™s men; with Paula, Pauly played a whole different kind of ball game. Pauly never wanted to be feared by his children; heโ€™d experienced that firsthand growing up. With Paula and her brothers, Pauly was a soft and caring father. He never struck his children; hell, he never even spoke to them above a few decibels unless it was with excitement and passion.

 

โ€œJust checking up on an old friend.โ€ Pauly answered.

 

Sitting in the back of the blacked-out SUV, Paula, her father, and their favorite bodyguards, Simon and Gus, sat outside a large apartment complex. The building was a hot spot for drugs, and normally, Pauly wouldnโ€™t be caught anywhere near it. He loath the men that hung around outside the building, preying on young and innocent children and getting them hooked on drugs before they even knew how to drive. But today wasnโ€™t a normal day.

 

Paula opened her mouth to ask a question when her father held up a hand. 

 

โ€œGus, bust a uey, thatโ€™s him.โ€ Pauly said.

 

Gus crank the car to life and did as he was told.

 

โ€œRight there, in the green hoodie.โ€ Pauly said, pointing to a tall, skinny figure.

 

Gus brought the car to a slow creep as Simon jumped out. Before the hooded person could say a word the trunk was open and Simon was throwing them into the back. Gagging and tying them up, he closed the trunk and was back in the passenger seat. Gus continued down the road as the father and daughter casually spoke about how lively the ghost neighborhood once was. After doing some circles, and switching cars, they headed to the safehouse where Simon tied the man in the hoodie to a chair before removing the sack on his head.

 

โ€œHi Jake, long time no see.โ€ Pauly said, wiggling his fingers.

 

โ€œWhy has it been so long Jake? It kinda feels like you’re avoiding us.โ€ Paula said, crossing her arms over her chest.

 

Jake shook his head so fast that the father and daughter worried heโ€™d snap his own neck.

 

โ€œNo, no. I-I havenโ€™t been avoiding you! Iโ€™ve been working. Working a lot of really long hours. Iโ€™m trying to put together all the money.โ€ Jake said quickly.

 

Pauly clicked his tongue as he examined the large ring on his middle finger, the thing was practically indestructible. The ring was a gift from Paulaโ€™s mother, and though she up and left him, Pauly kept the ring cause it left a nice reminder on all the faces of those who decided they wanted to fuck with him. 

 

โ€œYou know Jake, dad doesnโ€™t like to be lied to. When I was a little girl, heโ€™d always tell me, itโ€™s easier to tell the truth, cause you donโ€™t always have to remember what you told people.โ€ Paula said, placing a hand on Jakeโ€™s shoulder.

 

Jake shook his head again.

 

โ€œItโ€™s not a lie!โ€ Jake said quickly.

 

Paula sighed as she withdrew her face from his.

 

โ€œI warned you.โ€ She said, shaking her head.

 

Pauly moved slowly, sliding a hand across his chest as he reached into the inside pocket of his sports jacket.

 

โ€œPauly, please! Donโ€™t! I just need a little more-โ€

 

Paying Jake no mind, Pauly pulled an iPhone from his inside pocket and held it up.

 

โ€œJakey, relax. What are you afraid of iPhones or something?โ€ Pauly asked with a chuckle.

 

Jake sighed and allowed himself to relax into the chair.

 

Unlocking the phone, Pauly tapped at it a few times before handing it to his daughter.

 

โ€œWatch this.โ€ Paula said, holding the phone up to Jakeโ€™s face. 

 

In the video, Jake was seen at a club; surrounded by beautiful women and bottles. Standing on the couch, Jake was seen throwing money around with his buddies as the girls drank alcohol straight from the bottle.

 

โ€œThatโ€™s not my money Pauly, you gotta believe me.โ€ Jake said fearfully. 

 

Paula slowly stepped back from the man just as her father cocked his fist back and slammed it into the manโ€™s face. Jakeโ€™s head flung back, blood flying through the air as his chair fell over.

 

Standing over him, Pauly spat in his face.

 

โ€œI donโ€™t appreciate being lied to.โ€ Pauly said. 

 

Paula handed her father a handkerchief as the pair made their way to the door. 

 

As they exited the building, her fatherโ€™s men walked in and Paula could hear the sound of flesh meeting fists before the door slammed shut. 

Hopping into the car, Paula closed the door and they were off.

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