*This is part four of my entry in Conrad Zimmerman's Dreamcast Giveaway Contest
(link here). **UPDATE:
I won!** Tomorrow night I will release the final chapter. Previous entries can be found here:
Part 1,
Part 2,
Part 3. Enjoy.*
I was half an hour late for my appointment with Peach by the time I got myself cleaned up and back to the office. She wasn't there, nor had the doorman seen her. This was not what I needed. I only had one day to sort this entire situation out, otherwise I was going to be reptile food. I tried calling her, but got no answer. And not knowing where she was staying, I had no way to find her.
I slumped down into the chair at my desk and tried to consider my options. Consider them without severely panicking. I was screwed and I knew it. Maybe it would be best to leave town. But beyond all of this, why would this woman send me after a mob boss looking for an item that she herself had stolen? None of this made any sense. But none of it mattered, because for answers I needed her. And she had vanished into thin air like a Boo.
That problem were solved a half an hour later. I was four fingers deep into the bottle of Rye that I keep in my desk, when she appeared at my door.
"Fancy seeing you here," I said.
"I know how you liked to sleep in, so I took care of a few things before coming over," she smiled coyly.
"What things?" I asked.
"Nothing important." She kept that same coy smile plastered to her face.
"I think that you've got some explaining to do. I've met with Mario. Your story doesn't check out"
I pulled a revolver out of my desk drawer and pocketed it without her noticing. Then I got up and walked over to her. She immediately turned on the wetworks. "Oh, Darious," she sobbed. "I'm in over my head." She grabbed me and buried her head into my chest. "The truth is that I don't have the necklace. When I left him he accused me of stealing it from him. But I swear that I never took it. I'm sure that he made the whole thing up so that he could continue to have power over me. I only wanted you to get it from him so that I could prove he still has it. Then I could Finally get him off of my back forever."
I pushed her away. "You know, not a bit of this makes any sense whatsoever. And I have no reason to believe you even if it did," I growled at her. "You need to cut the act and get straight with me. Any time around right now would be good for me"
Just then, the door to my office burst open and standing there was Bowser. He managed to squeeze himself through the doorframe, then started grinning coldly. He put his hand into his pocket and came out with the Magic Star necklace. "Looking for this?" he asked. He started spinning the chain around his finger. "Yeah, I took it. Stole it right out from the boss' nose. And I've got the two of you here." His voice sounded like the cancer of a thousand chain-smokers. "And I'll have the girl."
I yanked out my gun and pointed it at him. "Like hell you will." Bowser froze. His mouth hung open in shock for a second before slowly turning into a wide smile. I heard the cocking of a gun behind me. Peach had a gun pointed right at me. A .50 caliber Fire Flower. She had me dead to rights.
Part 5 
Haxan's blog
follow this blog
subscribe via RSS
send message
invite to meetup+play
That bitch!
Yea! I has a reader. I'm glad you've stuck it out this far. I hope you enjoy the conclusion tomorrow.