Chapitre 22: Safecracker.
Luca's P.O.V
"There's something in that safe"
"There's, something in there..." I said, mumbling while I and Mr Steve walked out of the laboratory..
"Is it something, I can help you with?" He asked, seemly thoughtful.
"Safecrackers..... I'll need safe crackers" i mumbled..
"We've got quite a few.."
How the fuck was he hearing me, I sighed..
"I'll pay any amount."
He looked at me for a while,
"It seems really important that you open this safe, so I'll get you someone who would do it for free." He said, giving off a short smile.
I wasn't expecting such gesture... But i smiled.
"I wouldn't really mind, paying a few bucks."
"Well, Mr Luca, I insist, let's go into my office."
He said, opening the door for me.
Was, he been nice because he thinks I'm in shock or what.
I sat, opposite him, and watched him, punch a few keys on his telephone..
Slumping into my seat, Noah's voice, loud and clear, replayed in my head..
Why doesn't anything seems to make sense.
Or maybe it does, I'm not just putting the pieces together.
"Well, Mr Luca." The officer coughed, interrupting or probably saving me from the pool of thoughts.
"I got you a safecracker." He said, staring at me keenly.
" Is there anything else you need help with?"
He asked, really concerned..
But this is a family situation, besides I don't know what I might find in the safe. I wouldn't want the FBI get caught up in my family affairs.
"No, I think that would be all."
I said politely, declining his help
"Thank you, Officer Steve." I said with a smile.
He didn't reply rather brought out his card, "Anytime you need help, you know where to find me."
Thank you..
"About Mr Noah?"
He smiled, "You still worry about him?"
He was clearly amused, that after what happened in the lab, I would still want to know what's going to go on with him.
"Well, not exactly, as I have other things to worry about right now. I'll just like to know, what's going to happen to him."
I finished with a smile.
"Besides I'm his boss, I ought to know what's going to happen to him."
He smiled.
I really find it awkward that, the officer can be this thoughtful, I really don't want to know why he suddenly became nice.
"Well, he would be taken to the United States, go through trials.. trust me alot of them, if found guilty, he would face the music."
He said, answering my question.
My phone beep, and upon turning on the screen of my phone, it was a message from Shyin.
"Your attention is needed at Jumpyo's house."
I looked at the officer.
"How do we go about with the safecracker?"
He chuckled.
"You're going so soon, anyways the safecracker would meet you at the ground floor."
I smiled, and stood up from the seat.
"Thank you so much Mr Steve"
I said, stretching my hands, for a handshake, and he warmly returned it.
"I should see you off the stairs." He said walking behind me.
"No, honestly there's no need for that, Sir." I said in an attempt to persuade him to not bother.
"I insist, besides I would like to have a word with Spade."
He said bluntly, resuming back to stern Mr Steve.
I was already sure, Spade was going to be the safecracker.
"Yea, Sure."
I said as he came out of the office locking the door.
We didn't say anything to each other as we came down the stairs.
When we came down to the reception.
We were greeted, by an old looking, gruff man. Who I immediately assumed was Mr Spade because of the informal conversation, Mr Steve was having with him.
"So who's the champ we have over there?"
He asked laughing and showing off his tobacco stained teeth.
Everything about this safecracker screams Italian.
From his worn out boot, to his undeniable accent.
"Meet, Mr Luca."
Mr Steve said, finally introducing me to him, after shutting me out for a moment.
I smiled, plainly at him..
"Good day sir..."
"Luca with a locked safe.."
He said, laughing again as his eyes crinkle at the corners.
We exchanged handshakes.
Then Mr Steve suggest we all walk to the parking lot.
In a bid to also escort me out.
Mr Steve gave both I and Spade distance so we could talk, by walking slowly behind us.
"Any idea what the safe's like?"
He asked me, putting his hands in his pockets and looking more serious than he was earlier.
"No, but I could take a picture of it, when I get home."
I said, I had only thought there's just a specific kind...
"Okay, so how much are we talking about?" He asked again, clicking his teeth.
"As long as you get the job done, there won't be any problem with the bill."
I said confidently, sounding like the typical tycoon's heir.
"You, sure young man?" He asked again.
His grey brows, etched upwards as he looked at me quizzically.
"You can count on me." I said, with a smile.
As I unlocked my vehicle.
Turning to Mr Steve who was right behind us.
"Well, Sir.... I honestly can't thank you enough."
I said, honestly. In a way he has been of great help.
"You're always welcome Mr Luca."
He said , as we shaked hands again.
"Nice gomma you have here."
Mr Spade said, loudly as he hit the bonnet of my car.
I smiled, "thank you."
"Well, Luca... Do take care and play safe."
Mr Steve said, as he dragged Mr Spade by the arm.
Seems this two have been friends for a really long while now.
"Keep, this baby safe." Mr Spade yelled, referring to the car.
We waved each other goodbyes as I got into my vehicle and was soon zooming off to Jumpyo's house.
I don't really think anything new is up.
They probably they just want me to know that they had finished making the fake copy of the license.
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