So... a few minutes after the slashing, during which i sat horrified on that couch, there was a rap on the door. Edward called for the knocker to enter, and Benny stepped through the door. He looked at Jackson with a complete lack of surprise, and a note of disgusted smugness. It seemed everyone had known this was going to happen, everyone but me.Edward told Benny that he needed to introduce Jackson around to all the runners. Jackson was going to be working off the two months profit my injury would cause him to loose. my reaction to this was mixed. On one hand, two months! It had only been a month. That meant i had another month to recover before servicing any clients. A solid month. i felt like dancing.On the other hand, Jackson, a runner for Edward. Piss. One of the few nice things about Edward's was not having to deal with Jackson. Now he would be around all the time. Working off a debt incurred because of me. Fuck. i knew this was bad news, but even i couldn't guess just how bad it was.
