Organized Crime
Organized Crime
Friday Night, 11PM
Luz was walking through the room quietly, with the moonlight to light her movements. When she reached a small basket holding a wallet and keys, she stopped and removed the wallet. She then opened it and inserted a credit card. As she was doing this, her phone began to vibrate. She then quickly put the wallet back and went to the bathroom before closing the door behind her and answering the call.
“Luz, its Amity.”
“Hay sweet potato, why are you calling? Is something wrong?”
“No, everything is ok. Something came up that we are going to need Jacob’s card for.”
Luz just facepalmed herself. “I just put the card back in his wallet after buying recording equipment, and you want me to take it out again? If we use it when he would notice, he will cancel it or call the police. Even then we have to keep the charges limited to things that he would not raise that don’t raise suspicion. The only reason I was ok with us using his card for Vee’s disguise was because he was also in the city for some reason, and even then, the massive tip was a risk.”
She then stopped and blinked a few times. “Wait, I am lecturing YOU about being cautious? Is are we in a “Freaky Fraturday” situation?”
“I don’t understand that reference, but you are right about this being a little weird. Anyway, can I at least tell you the opportunity?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Great. Hellen just called Vee again. Apparently she shared the product she got from us around and it got the attention of some professional criminals that-“
“WaitWaitWait. Are you saying that the mob is interested with us?”
“Yes, and they want to talk business with Jacob in person.”
Luz almost dropped her phone at that. “Where?”
“The same diner he met Hellen in last time tomorrow around 10. Hellen said we should be prepared to pay for our meal, and maybe his too depending on how the meeting goes. We can use cash, but using his card would help sell the story that he was the one there if the cops start looking into it.”
Luz just sighed. “Good news is that Jacob is usually home by then and is either asleep or working late on his newest plan to expose the witch invasion from Mars. I already planted the camera, so we will be able of keeping track of what it is in real time in case he plans something that might actually be a threat to us. Now is there anything else? I need to break into school and start planting the evidence.”
“No, that is everything. See you back later.”
“Goodbye Amity. I love you.”
She then hung up, exited the bathroom, did a quick check to make sure Jacob was still asleep upstairs, and closed and locked the door behind her on the way out with a copy of his house key that had made with Vee earlier for this very reason.
As she walked towards the school, she admired just how quiet things were this late.
Saturday, 10PM
Willow and Gus flew down in the same alley they used last time they were here, dropping the invisibility spell they were using in the process. Willow then dug out a handful of seeds before looking to Gus.
“Are you ready for the field test?”
He nodded with a smile on his face. “Are you kidding me? No one has ever done anything like this before. If we can pull this off, we will be legends!”
“Gus, this doesn’t make the top 10 things we have done since meeting luz that would get us into the history books.”
“Maybe, but this is something that others can actually do, and not just read about in history books before deciding to use it as a pillow instead. Anyway, let me know when I can layer the illusion on.”
Willow then twirled one of her fingers over the seeds in her other hand, causing vines to burst from them and slowly cover her. After a minute, she was wearing what would best be described as a vine exco-suite that added a full head to her height.
“Ok, do your thing.”
Gus then looked at her intently while making a large spell circle in front of him. Willow was then engulfed in blue smoke. When it cleared, Jacob was standing in her place.
“How do I look” She replied in Jacob’s voice.
“Like a massive creep, and you sound like one too. Good luck, and try not to kill them if things go south.”
“No promises.”
He then walked out of the alley with Gus trailing behind invisibly. They walked down the street to the diner’s entrance, which had a ‘closed’ sign in the window and two men standing in front of the door on either side.
“Hello, I am Jacob. I was told that someone wanted to meet with me here?”
One of the men nodded and opened the door for him while saying “Go on in, the boss is waiting.”
Jacob thanked him and entered the building, heading toward the only table that had people sitting at it.
One of them was Hellen, who was looking much more nervous than the last time. The other was a man in a suit who was already eating when Jacob walked up to him.
“I’m guessing that you are the guy Hellen told me was interested in my product?”
He looked up from his meal towards Jacob and just nodded. “Yes, I am. Please sit down and order.”
He did just that and ordered a stack of pancakes from the waitress (a different one from last time) before looking back to the man, who had put down his silverware and folded his hands together.
“I had some of the supply you gave Hellen here tested, and it is very high-quality stuff. Lower chances of negative reactions when used while still being just as addictive.”
Jacob blushed at the complement. “Thank you, I take great pride in my work. I am working on getting some samples of other plants I can cultivate.” His eyes then lit up. “That reminds me. I actually have a list.” He then reached into his coat pocket and produced a small piece of paper. “Here is a list of all the plants that I am interested in cultivating and the quantity of my normal supply I am willing to give you in exchange for them. If you know of any others that you want me to do, let me know and we can talk price.”
The man took the list and began reading it before putting it down.
“We can defiantly see about this later. For now, we need to hammer out the exact price, schedule, quantity, and logistics of how exactly we are going to do business. Now, how do you want to be paid? We can do the plants for now, but eventually we will have to figure out a way of funneling actual money to you.”
Jacob nodded. “I know, and I already have some of that figured out. I am able of getting the drugs to the city on my own. You just need to give me a drop off point for me where I can give you the drugs and you can give me the cash.”
The two of them then spent the next 15 minutes hammering out the rest of the details of their deal. After which the two stood up, shook hands, paid for their meal (with Jacob paying with another massive tip), and then they walked out together before going in opposite directions from the diner.
When Jacob entered the alley, Gus appeared next to him and made a large spell circle. After which, Jacob turned back into a vine exco-skeleton wearing Willow.
“I think that went well. We should be able of getting some more plants in soon to expand our product selection and have more money coming in to help with the bills.”
“Bills? Gus, with the money flow, we could soon be able of completely paying off the mortgage on their house!”
Willow then deflated. “We still need to find a way of explaining the money though. There is no way we can explain it coming from jobs that teenagers could get.”
“Maybe Luz has some ideas. If worse comes to worse, we can just put it in a washing machine. Apparently cleaning money with the laundry helps to hide it from the cops here.”
Willow just shot Gus a look. “I’m pretty sure that is not at all what money laundering means.”