"Can I help you, sir?" she asked with what sounded like a thick Brooklyn accent.

"I'd like to see Todd Silver, please," I said, smiling down at her.

"Uh, do you have an appointment, sir?" she asked as if he were busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest.

"No, but he's an old friend. Tell him it's Jake Randolph."

She looked disgusted but buzzed his office, telling him who I was.

Todd came out of his office, approaching me and I smiled and put my hand out just as I saw Todd's fist hit my face...

Drabble published July 02, 2017 02:48

Christopher almost 7 years ago

My dad always used to use that line about the one-legged man, so I thought it was appropriate for Jake to use it.

When I started that part of the story I wasn't expecting Todd to hit Jake either. Sometimes the narrative takes over in these stories and I'm just along for the ride.
Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago

Oh good, the rough stuff is starting. What has Jake done to deserve that?
Christopher almost 7 years ago

Stay tuned, Neville. All will be revealed.

Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 11