Chapter Two

Good grief, why do I have to deal with dumb and dumber? Kill me now, I thought as I pulled my car up to a decent looking apartment building. I got out of my car and looked both ways to make sure nobody was following me. My neighbors are bad about dumping their kids on me. I don't even like kids, can't they tell? Well, nobody followed me, so now to make the horrible trip into apartment number 304. I'm dreading this already and I haven't even made it in the building. Why did I have to lose the stupid case? Why? Why? Why? I walked in the building and went into the stairwell. Apparently they don't use the outside anymore because of too many suicide victims.

When I finally get to the door I need to go through to meet my new partners in crime, I start to knock but the door opens to reveal a brunette with piercing blue eyes. "Hey, took ya long enough" he said in a gruff voice and stepped back to let me in.

"I shouldn't even be here in the first place" I replied briskly. I don't need a couple knock offs to make me feel more miserable than I already do.

"Well, I'm Bryan" he said and stuck his hand out for me to shake.

I took his hand and gave it a shake, "Mercedes"

"Over there is Brock" he said guestering to another man leaning over a desk. Crack heads through and through, I thought with a tinge of disgust.

"Hey" he said removing himself from the stack of papers on the desk and turning around to face us. Huh, maybe not a crack head at this moment, but still. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He actually looked healthy, which is weird. I looked at both of them questioningly.

"You think we use?" Bryan laughed.

"Well most people think the high is worth killing off a few dozen brain cells" I shrugged, "I figured you two would be the most likely to be accepting of it"

"Ouch, I'm truely hurt" Brock smiled while clutching his 'heart.' "Anyways, we need to get to business" he said guestering over to the desk.

I walked over to the desk and saw a very neat spreadsheet of the client's and their usuals. "This is impressive"

"Well Bryan's only the best, and I'm slighty OCD" Brock shrugged. "Been here about a year, you kind of get into the routine after awhile"

"I have to admit, you're way better than some of the addicts I had to deal with"

"Deal as in actually deliever or deal as in?" Bryan trailed off.

"Deal as in tell them to get lost or I'll throw their butt's in jail" I shrugged.

"Is that why you're here?" Brock looked up alarmed.

"No" I mumbled.

"Oh, well, why?" he asked.

"I kind of got demoted" I shrugged, "No big deal or anything. So, what's this big assignment that's going on next week?"

"Oh, we're delievering some crank to Larry" Bryan said as he pointed to a name on the paper.

"Monday morning?" I asked.

"Yeah, why? Is there a problem?" Bryan asked.

"Just the fact that I have a court case Monday. Can you two do it without me, or is Antonio going to be mad?" I asked nervously. I really don't want to be demoted again. I think I lucked out in a weird way, though I still can't stand these guys.

"We'll cover for you" Brock smiled. "Tony probably wouldn't mind you going to court, but we'll still say you did good for your first job"

"Why? What's the catch?" I asked. No way they're that nice.

"No catch" Brock said.

"Just dinner" Bryan smiled.

"No catch" Brock said more forcefully. Something's up with these two. "In fact, if you have court cases for the rest of our delieveries, that's fine too. You'll really just be in our way"

Wow, thanks for that jerk. "No, Antonio assigned me this job and I plan on keeping my word that I would," even though I really don't want to, "Besides, I got to be familiar with all the jobs if he says I can get as big as him one day"

Bryan laughed as Brock looked appalled. Something's definetely up with him. I've got my eye on you buster, er, Brock. I wonder if he's stealing? Maybe he's giving it away for free? Or he's selling it for double the price and making a profit. Oh yeah, boy is going down.

"Well, if that's all, I'll be seeing you two around" I smiled sweetly. They don't know who they're messing with.

Author's Note

Well, it sure didn't look like more than one page, so it'd be wishful thinking if it was.
Anywhos, I need title idears. I was thinking "The Drug In Me Is You" but that's a song by Falling In Reverse, and I don't want to seem like I'm taking an idear from them >.< Any suggestions?