[Story] Delta – S01 E16

♦ Charlie ♦

I didn’t like it. None of us did, but me maybe least of all. Too many things were wrong with the suggestion, way too many for my liking.

Firstly, there was the ease at which Astrid gained this information. The only thing mildly adrenaline-boosting she had to do was follow the guy in the suit. After that, it was clear sailing…which didn’t compute in the slightest. If I knew Jay – and, boy, did I – and if I was relatively certain I knew how Decrioux’s mind worked – and unfortunately I did – then I was also reasonably certain that this spelled T-R-A-P in capital letters.

There was no reason why those men would’ve been talking that loudly, that obviously. It was as if they wanted us to know about it – and it couldn’t have been more obvious that they did. Pierre had, of course, adamantly refused to follow through with the plan of strolling into this club and taking a look at what was going on. But even he had to admit that if we planned it carefully enough, we could get something out of it.

But that wasn’t the only thing that bothered me. Maybe it had something to do with the look on Astrid’s face as she made her way back to my house, where we were waiting for her. There was no clear change in expression, merely an unfocused look in her eyes that I had been accustomed to seeing in the past few days.

That could mean only one thing: Something about this arrangement had something to do with Jay.

This didn’t exactly brighten the prospect. True, we had been friends at some point…well, maybe “friends” is a bit of stretch, seeing as Jay was, well, Jay. Sometimes Pierre reminded me so much of him…and not only because Astrid was in love with him, either. There were multiple differences as well – such as the fact that Pierre was working for Delta while Jay had joined G7 for some unknown reason – but that wasn’t the point.

Jay was a synonym for trouble. Period.

And he was all I needed to make this assignment even better. As far as I was concerned, I would rather have been stationed in Siberia than be involved in something that both Jay and Astrid were playing a major role in.

Because if those two were together for even thirty seconds, things were bound to get sticky. Freaking fast, too.

So why were we going through with this?

Because, as Astrid so tensely pointed out, we might be able to gain something from this. Completely insane, yes, but maybe beneficial. We’d just have to wait and see, which is, of course, what I do worst. But if something was going to profitable…it would be worth it, right?