For Lynn, this was an opportunity to really show his boss that he can be reliable. But, if this deal didn't go smoothly he'd probably have his head cut off, but hey, Lynn was always a risk taker. He had been sent by his boss to meet and important client about something call Project A2. His client was supposed to trade the project over for a large sum of money, just like a deal right out of a James Bond movie. But for him, this would be a night that would change his way of thinking forever.
It was a fancy restaurant that had just opened a few weeks ago with a foreign name that gave Lynn a headache just thinking about it. He wasn't much of a high class dresser but for this occasion he went out a bought a band new tuxedo, classic style, in hopes that it would impress the client. With his short brown hair at it's best attempt to look decent and teeth freshly brushed, the young man took a long breathe before slowly walking through the doors.
It was an impressive place, more elegant that Lynn could ever imagine. Candles lit on every table in a shinning silver holder which only added to the beauty of each individual table, covered in a soft beige color. Crystal chandeliers which lights were kept dim along with lovely violins playing around the room keep the mood seeming perfect for any occasion. Lynn's green eyes widened with amazement at this place, "So this is high class dinning..." she spoke out loud to himself as she walked slowly forward, still starting at the walls covered with expensive art. "Can I help you, sir?" and man spoke in an odd accent, maybe french? The mans eyes watched him, curious if she was going to try and steal something, doubting he'd actually had the money to eat and a place like this.
"Oh, I'm supposed to be meeting someone here, um... Mr. Halbrook?" The look this man gave him made Lynn feel very uncomfortable but he wasn't much to care what other people though, so he kept to himself.
"You, sir, are meeting Mr. John Halbrook? Hump, right this way..." the man started without hesitation or thought to what this low-class looking man thought. And with a quick roll of the eyes, Lynn followed slowly behind, watching the people as he walked carry on with their conversations in their expensive dinning wear and gold and diamond jewelry. The man led Lynn to the far back rooms, hidden behind a black curtain that seemed to blend in only from the dim lighting. When he entered the small dinning area, only one table sat in the middle of a circular booth that two people sat at, both in silence as Lynn entered the room. With a quick bow, the man who led him here had left.
"Ah, you must me Mr. Lynn Zastolov. Russian surname, correct? Haha, yes, I'm Mr. John Halbrook, you may call me John. Why don't you seat yourself?"
His voice was heavy and gave Lynn a gross feeling in the bottom of his stomach. This man wasn't too hansome and it looked like he was started to go bald. He face was pale, ears were large, and his nose was unusually large and crooked. He looked rather heavy set, probably from years of eating at this ritzy places and his teeth were rotted with a nice yellow color to accent the disgusting mouth. But, to make up for his unpleasant looks he work lots of expensive jewelry like diamond, ruby, and emerald rings on both hands, a large watch with gems all around the face of the the clock, and even gold and silver chains around his neck. Things that could attract any sort of sleazy, money hungry woman. But, Lynn's eyes wasn't too focused on the man, but the beautiful woman that accompanied him. Just the way her bright blue eyes looked up at him made his heart pound and breath stop; only for a moment. When he had first entered the area, before he even noticed her she had stood up and gave a light bow, and boy, was her body perfect. Nice and thin, but not like ones of those bony models. She wore a simple strapless black dinner dress that was tight around her waist and flowed out down to her feet, almost hiding them if it weren't for the high heels. But, the black dress seemed to complement her lovely pale skin, making it seem like the next thing to having a summer tan was to be porcelain. Her long blonde hair spilled over her bare shoulders, curing lightly at the bottom giving a sense of angelic innocents. She as well wore diamond earring in each ear, barely seen from the magnificent hair, as well at a matching diamond necklace but those were the least attractive this on this woman. She was simply marvelous Lynn thought to himself.
"Mr... Zastolov?" John called out to the man, cocking an eyebrow at the odd staring of the woman who had accompanied him.
"Oh, sorry. I am... yeah." Lynn nervously cleared his throat while taking a seat to the opposite side of the two who seemed to be sitting uncomfortably close to each other, though Lynn couldn't help but find himself a little envious of him.
"Now, I'm sure Allan has explained to you why Project A2 much be either kept hidden or destroyed correct?" John had asked, leaned forward toward Lynn and keeping both hands entwined and visible on the table to not stir up any more discomforts.
"Actually, no. He told me it was secret and for me to just do ask you ask and to give you the pin numbers to the... box?"
"Oh ho ho, really? He really wants to keep this under wraps. Personally, I'd rather seem Project A2 destroyed; too much of a threat... hm." For a moment, the man seemed lost in thought making Lynn feel even more uncomfortable in this situation. "Hmmm, I think I would like to you to just destroy the Project. That sounds like the best approach and I'm sure that won't be too difficult, will it?"
"Oh, no Sir. I was trained for this kind of business."
"Well, if you're positive then, I'll take a little bathroom break and let you talk with her to work out some sort of agreement." And with that, the large man sat up from the table and walked, or rather waddled, out of the room.
A long silence filled the room as neither of them really knew what to say but once again, being the risk taker, Lynn decided to step up.
"So, uh, what sort of agreement was he talking about?"
The woman laughed lightly, it almost sounding musical in Lynn's ears. "Oh, did no one tell you? I'm Project A2."
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