Take a Look At Yourself

Texas was like an entirely different planet. It was like stepping onto Mars. They were literally people in cowboy hats and boots. They had the accents and the big hair. Every stereotype you could think about Texas was basically in Dallas.

“Do we even know where Carmen’s house is?” Johnny asked.

I looked at him. “Nope, but I do know where the private practice is and I figure we are skilled enough to get the address from him. I think Jimbo and ZV can be on distraction. Johnny and I are the break-in experts.”

They all nodded as we headed into the office. This was in the center of downtown Dallas. I thought Huntington Beach had some crazy-ass buildings, but this was absolute insanity. There was a fucking triangle building that looked flat from some angles! Texas was just a fucking crazy show.

“How can I help you?” a lady dressed in a red suit asked. She looked the four of us up and down as if we were something she had stepped in.

“Uh, yeah. We’re looking for a lawyer.” It came out like I didn’t know I was here.

She cocked an eyebrow. “This is not for minor crimes, honey. This is for people who can afford as well. High-end criminals who aren’t meant for prison.” She looked right at me and Johnny when she said that.

I squinted. “Well, I’ll just take my hard earned film money and go someplace else.”

“Wanda! Let them in,” a man that had Carmen’s eyes said. We had found him, and I was incredibly happy about that.

“How can I help?” he sounded like an asshole, that was something I could tell right away. He held himself like he was royalty, and I hated him on sight.

“Oh yes!” Jimmy yelled and then looked around and quieted his voice. “Myself and my friend need some help.” He pointed at ZV who nodded and followed Mr. Harrison into his office.

Nodding at Johnny, he knew that meant it was time to distract the red-suited Wanda while I tried to get into the computer. Johnny had a weird way with the older ladies. People knew he was charming, but the older woman just fell for it like he was this cute person.
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Carmen’s house was crazy. Was this really where she grew up? It was a massive house, and it made sense if her father was actually as good as he said he was. From my understanding, their entire operation was to get the rich people off.

Without thinking much more about it, Johnny and I found a room with an open window. We had brought some black leather gloves with us so we wouldn’t leave fingerprints and we also brought some hats and feet covers so no hair or footprints would be found either. Let’s just say, we had done some stupid shit in the past and jail was not for us.

Silently, we made our way through the house. Each room was pretty easy to tell this is where we would find stuff or not. Then we hit the office, and the office was exactly where we found where we wanted. There was all kinds of bullshit in here. Tax exemptions, client cases, and then what we wanted.

For a smart lawyer, he was fairly stupid about documenting what he had done to Carmen. He had videos and diaries about what they did. It made my stomach turnover. Nodding at my guy, we left the house. This would surely help get Harrison out from under her father, and I knew it would help Matt feel better.
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“We have a major problem,” Matt said as soon as we were back from Carmen’s apartment.

“What?” Jimmy asked, going for the fridge to chug some water. The Texas heat was more intense than anything Tennessee could ever give us.

“Carmen’s dad found out some shit went down and he is making her take her finals early.”

My eye twitched. “We find a way to go with her. That simple.”

Notes

Hey guys. I know I have been away for way too long. I wish I had better reasons than what they are. The last few months have been awful to me. I was in and out of the ER with a kidney infection that had been misdiagnosed as a UTI. My nana passed (we expected it) but it's still weird to think I have no grandparents left. I have had to file 2 police reports this past weekend because men are awful sometimes. But, I am back... tentatively, and I will be updating much more frequently.