"Sorry I can't stay and chat, Mr.
Gillingham said I could leave at five today," said the dominatrix-looking
receptionist, "bye."
Jacquie Bloom nodded his head at the receptionist as he took a seat outside of Gillingham's office.
Dammit,
Simon, thought Jacquie to himself. Such a fucking hot head all the time...but then again...Salty was acting
really weird. Actually, that was probably the weirdest I've ever seen anyone act.
He was out of his mind. He went from calm to hostile in like zero to sixty. Not
just that though, Simon was using almost all of his strength to keep Salty from
jumping over into the driver's seat. I can usually get a pretty good read on
people and that little old man having that much strength really fucked with my
mind. And what was he saying about "Apollyon?" He called himself Apollyon, but
he used a different voice, running jobs for Gillingham and other Bosses has
pushed me into confrontations with schizophrenics before but Salty...Salty was
something way different.
I
don't blame Simon for what he did, maybe he could have knocked Salty out
instead of blowing his brains against the rear window but he's a Gun Bearer for
a reason, if Gillingham didn't want him to use it than he shouldn't have given
it to him. I'd never tell that to Gillingham though...fuck I hope Simon walks out
of that office.
Gillingham
was irate over Salty's death, but he was fine when Madinger and Wilhelm told
him about his loss of illegal firearms just three minutes prior. Fuck,
Gillingham's mind seems gone sometimes. Gun Bearers, Diggers, Guides, Tempters,
everyone seems to think so. I've never thought joining Gillingham's Syndicate
of the Darkening Sun was a good idea, but he offered me a way out when I needed
it most. Maybe I can see through the trees now, but I'm not quite out of the
woods, and until that happens I still owe the crazy kook. I don't know Simon's
full story but I have a feeling he's in it for a different reason. We get by
pretty well as partners, I'd stick my neck out for him, and I think he'd do the
same. Not much else I'm looking for, really. That whore of an ex-wife of mine
proved to me there isn't much else out there. Not for me anyway, my son
however, I'll give him everything I never had. I'll shape up, show her, and
take him back. Right now though, I just have to sit and wait, and hope Simon
comes out of there somewhat the same as when he went in.
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