The Big Mans House

I could not refuse; I could easily gain his trust and then kill him. I grabbed his hand and stepped out. I could feel the sand and dirt underneath my feet, and I could smell the fresh air.

"Follow me" Zodof said.

He started walking to a big building. It was black and red, with Russians flags hanging in the front. The support beams were gold, with marble stairs. As we walked up the stairs he turned and spoke.

"if you help me, I will make sure you will be second in command, also did you hear the U.S military is starting to draft people now."

I did not say a word, I just kept walking. I really hated this General. He was good at what he did. He knew how to talk to people, how to manipulate them. He would use women and children as leverage, he was a monster. I needed to focus on how to gain his trust. If I could get home alone, I would be able to kill him, but he always has guards by his side.

He opened the big wooden doors, and it was like walking in a mansion. There was checkered marble floor, in the corner there was a black piano.

"are you hungry, or thirsty" he said to snapping his fingers.

"yes… very" I said nodding my head.

A man with a white suite with black pants came over with a tray it had two glasses on it. I supposed that they were both filled with bourbon. I could hear the ice hitting the side of the glass as he walked toward me. he then grabbed one of the glasses and handed it to Zodof and then me. I grasped my glass and the condensation on outside of the glass made my hand wet. It was cold. I put the glass up to my lips, and tilted it, letting the liquid fill my mouth. It tasted sweet and bitter. It punched the back of my throat, as it slid down. He snapped his fingers again and a different man, but he was dressed in all black. Zodof looked at me.

"what would you like to order." Zodof said.

"what can you make." I said looking at the man.

"anything you would like." Zodof said looking back at the man.

We stood there as I thought of the most bazar food, I was going to test Zodof and see if he was right.

"can you make me a Filet mignon… medium rare. Seared with mushrooms and onions. On the side I will have a lobster, with extra butter topped with chives and garlic." I said with a sarcastic voice.

"you sure are hungry. I will just have what he's having." Zodof said looking at me.

"oh, and don't forget the drink… we will have Pinot noir." I said looking back at Zodof.

The man waked away. Zodof showed me where will be eating. It was a hardwood table with gold flaks in it. I sat on one side, Zodof on the other.

"how do you know so much about food and wine." Zodof said crossing his arms leaning back in his chair.

"my mom worked at a very fancy restaurant, and I would sit there hearing people order." I said looking at Zodof.

"you mother seems like a very interesting person." Zodof said.

"she was… but you won't get to meet her. She was murdered a few years back." I said fiddling with my hands.

"that's a shame… I would have loved to meet her." Zodof said sitting back up.

I laughed at my thought, I sat up.

"enough with this family talk, now how did you get so good at shooting." Zodof said putting his arms on the table.

"I had that rifle ever since I was 10, it was my fathers. He trained me to shoot and how to find people." I said looking over at the little scratch on the table.

Soon our wine came out. This time it was a girl, she was dressed in a black dress. She looked my age. She brought my wine, I looked up at her.

"thank you… can I have some swiss cheese and jerky."

"yes, sir I will have that out right away." She said smiling at me.

She turned around and gave Zodof his wine. She left the room, looking back at me smiling.

"how old is she." I said as I took a drink.

"she's 17." Zodof said as he swirled the wine glass.

"she's beautiful." I said setting down my wine glass.

"yes, she is… would you like to have her as company as you settle in." he said taking a drink.

I hesitated a little, I pick up my wine glass and took another gulp.

"yes, that would be delightful." I said smiling.

She came back with my cheese and jerky. Zodof called her over and whispered in her ear. She looked at me and smiled, she walked over to me and reached her hand out.

"hello, my name is Karly." She said with a Russian accent.

"hello, my name is Kyle." I said smiling at her.

I shook her hand and then she left. our food came out, we ate.

"time for you to bathe, you are filthy." Zodof said getting up.