Who: Lindsey McDonald and Eve What: Reunion Where: A very very public resturant When: Lunch Rating: TBD Status: In Progress.
Eve wasn't sure how to make a start. Get Lindsey back, those were her orders, written in blood, signed and sealed like everything they did. She had no choice but to do what they asked, she'd managed to betray them once when Lindsey had made it so they couldn't see what she did. But now, now they knew it all.
Eve remembered it like it was yesterday, the pain of loosing him, and then being made to pay for betraying the Partners. The not small amount of pain when they had gotten their hands on her again and made her sorry she'd chosen mortality and Lindsey over them. They'd told her he was dead, shot by that lounge singing blow in from Pylea and now they told her they'd sent him back, to lead the firm and he'd betrayed them, again. She could have told them that. Lindsey McDonald did heroic trechary well and Eve was sure he'd have had a whole noble reason. She expected that.
She didn't expect Cathy Hyatt.
And the partners didn't like it either, they wanted their Golden Boy back. Because trecherous as he had proved himself they were okay with that, just wanted it for their side. So as well as acting as Liason for them, as well as giving the firm a presence in the city again since Lilah had been pulled back, she was to get Lindsey back. And she could do that. She knew she could do that. Cathy would be nothing to him when she was done. Nothing at all. Less than a memory, but it was getting him to that point.
And right now, this meal in a very very public place, she was gauging things, ways to tempt him back, what he'd want, what he'd need, what she could give him. And just how out of the way Cathy would need to be.
She took a seat at a table near the open window, it was a lovely day, the cooling air would be a welcome change from the hell they had kept her in. She might as well enjoy being back while she had the chance.