At first, she was hesitant to opening it, but opened it anyways without regret. The door quietly shrieked a small bit only before the man, Blaine Leighton had looked straight at her after she opened it. Blaine calmly said “So you’re the new girl everyone’s talking about huh? They said tons of crazy things about you since you came here. I would personally advise you to maybe.. Not to be the type of girl they were talking about. That’d just be better for everyone here.” as he crosses his arms at her. She looks at him in confusion, saying, “Well, I don’t necessarily know who ‘they’ are but you can calm down with all of that type of talk. For one, I don’t even know who you are.” Blaine then simply shrugs noticing that she isn’t going to be so easy with him. He smirked replying back to her as he clapped his hands, “That is what I’m talking about. Finally, a woman who can stand her ground for once. Very impressive if I have to say.” as he looked at her awaiting Abiah’s response.
The two talked back and forth for some minutes, then parted away as Abiah was badly in need of a nap. As Abiah went back into her hotel room to fall asleep soon enough, Blaine went into his room which was oddly bigger than hers. It was apparent that Blaine had connections in Chicago for more of the high-end type of activities and property. Time had passed by quickly as it was currently 1:29 in the morning while Blaine was reading a text of his saying there was a special deal at Mastro’s Steakhouse for adults. As soon as he read the text, he found himself falling asleep quite soon after that. He was already planning the next day in his mind as we speak. It wasn’t obvious to Abiah that view of hers inside her hotel room wasn’t just a view of the city of Chicago.
It was a renewed image of her past life she would always remember. The bright lights from the cars down below moved back and forth just like the ones back in New York at late in the night working as some sort of signal trying to convince that she didn’t get away from her problems, she got even closer to them. It was odd to see that Blaine would approach someone like that, but it even proves once again that she is not escaping any problems of hers as it’s a fate to have conflict in her life. Blaine had a belief that life was so cruel to humanity that even he himself had made the decision to get out and make sure issues were there so that he wouldn’t feel so bad about the memory of his father, John Leighton kicking him out of the house to fend for himself.
Several hours had passed since then as Blaine’s phone alarm clock goes off, which woke him up causing him to yawn and stretch his body right after that. Blaine picked up his phone putting it into his pocket as he heads outside to go to Mastro’s Steakhouse. He had got into the fairly middle-class car of his as he drove to the place by himself. By the time he opened the door to the restaurant, Lon Bryce was just pulling up in the owner’s own parking spot in his black convertible. However, Blaine didn’t care to notice as he was sitting down to get assisted with the food. Once sat down at the table, Blaine was asked kindly by the waiter with a small smile on her face, “What do you want for a drink?” as he looked up at her replying with a calm attitude “I’ll take a water.” nodding after he said that. She rushes off after saying “Alright then, I’ll only be a little.” Blaine then see’s Lon come into the restaurant wearing a well-dressed and sleek suit with a Rolex on his right wrist. He looks at him watching Lon go from the tables to in the back where his office, which was behind the chef’s working area. Blaine suddenly thought only the owner would take his time and invite him to the restaurant with an excuse being ‘There’s a special deal going on’ which ended up being totally false but worked as a reason to get Blaine there. He then got up off from the table’s seat beginning to walk, following where Lon went earlier. When Blaine had entered the office of Lon Bryce he was standing at the door looking right at each other.
Lon was seen sitting down reading over something on his desk, which seemed like it was an agreement with a humongous company to sign him as the co-manager to work together to gain even more profit. Lon Bryce glanced at Blaine soon saying “Ah, there you are. You’re here for the ‘special deal’ huh? Well, you probably noticed by now that was all a scheme to get your here. Please. Please. Sit down.” as he clenches both of his fists together gently laying them onto the desk. Blaine of course listens to the order and sits down on the chair in front of the desk. Blaine looked into Lon’s eyes as he replied, “So what’s the real reason I’m here for and how did you even manage to get my number? I never gave it to you.” There was a pause after that as Lon goes on to say “Well it’s simple, give some money, earn some little birdies here and there and eventually hear things.” as he began to tilt his head looking closely at Blaine analyzing his outfit and tone. He then goes onto to say “I heard some interesting things about you, you know that? How you killed a man using a knife at the age of sixteen… How you're able to manage and earn income off of stolen goods from a third-party company far off across the world. It’s a quite dangerous life you have.. I love it.” as he gets off from his chair heading slowly towards Blaine.
Blaine was shocked at how Lon knew so much about his life which caused him to defensively say “You shouldn’t know this stuff man. I tried my best to keep it all a secret; to keep it away from society so that I don’t get locked up from a simple parking ticket, alright?” It was at that moment where Blaine had known his whole life was in jeopardy as someone of such a high-status knows tons of criminal injustices he has participated in. It was a fair enough amount of law’s broken to get Blaine life in prison, but Lon’s intentions weren’t to lock him up. It seemed his intentions were to have Blaine at his side knowing how great of a acquaintance he can be. He saw something in Blaine that sparked his devious ideas and plans.
Lon approached Blaine to then lean over the desk a bit sitting on it with one leg perched onto it as the other one touched the ground, Lon looked down at him in curiosity. Lon says “You want in on this? I can get you cars, money, women or anything else you want with the push of a button. But, it simply comes with a catch; to work for me and me only as I’m starting my own private company.” Blaine looked up at Lon in curiosity as to what he was talking about. At that second in time, Blaine had already been convinced by Lon to join in on the plan of his by bringing up cars and women. Blaine asks “Oh really? I’m listening.” as they both talked in Lon’s office for an half hour. Lon knowing he was successful in getting Blaine to join in the illegal profit making, he decided to introduce Blaine to some other connections that helped him gain all of this extreme wealth and economic control he had a hold of.
This was sure enough to catch Blaine’s interests in Lon and the plan he had. Lon goes ahead and stands up getting off of his African wooden desk, he puts both of his hands into his pockets and signals for to exit at the office door using his left hand; where a glimpse of his palm was a small cut as they were just getting up to leave. Lon then says “Now let’s go out for a little drink, shall we? We’ll talk more there.” as Blaine takes the hint beginning to stand up and leaves the room right in front of Lon. Lon then follows right behind him, shutting the door calmly leaving his office with Blaine.
Once out of the office, they both walk towards the exit getting out of the restaurant through the back door and into Lon’s convertible. As soon as Lon buckled his seat belt, he pressed on the gas with no regret having Blaine fly back a bit in his seat as he wasn’t prepared for that to happen. Blaine struggled, but eventually buckled his seat belt as well while Lon drove quickly, yet quite to the Gilt Bar, which wasn’t that far away. It was incredible how Lon drove at such a fast speed with ease, going from lane to lane barely squeezing through the tight traffic. Blaine looked nervously throughout the ride looking at the street. However, several wide turns later; Lon then calmly slowed the car down as he parked it in front of the bar. Lon turned his car keys to the side, taking it out of the car itself and got out of the convertible. On the other end, Blaine felt sick to the stomach because he’s never experienced such a quick ride like that one ever before. The bright red sign that had the words ‘Gilt Bar’ reflected it’s red light onto Lon’s car and them as well as they approached the entrance.