Steady Cash Flow

[Luc Arthur]

Finally. Some steady cash flow. Job hopping was a pain in the ass and Luc had starting applying for something a little more permanent for awhile. He'd tried a variety of things but auto-mechanics was his favorite. To his parents disliking, Luc was naturally good with his hands. They wanted a career highly paid and solely intellectual for him. I guess thats why he was there in the first place, on his own. 

Anyways, the auto shop had hired him and he got right into work helping incoming costumers with whatever problems they had. Sometimes it was people who didn't know how to roll down their window, sometimes it was costly damage that took week long projects to fix.

As someone pulled in the lot, of course, Luc's scumbag of a boss loudly reminded him to pick apart any problem with someones car to squeeze the most money out he could. That usually just pissed people off more so Luc shied away from it. It wasn't like he was getting the money anyways. "Alright boss, I'll get it done!" He yelled through the garage into the man's office. Hearing the tires screech across the asphalt Luc leaned out form under the hood of a car and wiped the grease off of his hands. 

"Just another car, another problem."

[Victoria Devereux]

Day 7.

One week. It’s only been a week in this godforsaken hell hole and already she was questioning her decision to come here. She had already fired and rehired Louis five times since arrival. She had finally gotten her office to her liking even though it took twice as long as it should have.

Victoria was heading back to her house from the academy driving through the bustling town that was her new home. She kept her grey eyes ahead, not really caring about the other people that were out and about. Her mind was focused on the conference call that she was going to have with her father later. He would not be happy, but then again she didn’t really care. Business was business.

As she was about to leave the town to head on the long deserted road to her home a light appeared on the dashboard of her car. “You’ve got to be kidding.” Annoyed, she turned her car around not wanting to take any chances. Normally, she’d get home and then send Louis out to deal with it. But he was still on probation and on an errand for her back in Quebec.

Victoria made her way to the local auto shop. As she turned in her tires came to a screeching halt. The brunette got out of the car and grabbed her purse before gently closing the door. Her heels echoed throughout the shop with each step she took. Her grey eyes scanned the place, it was filthy which was to be expected. Her eyes stopped when they locked on a man peeking out from under a car. “How long to fix my car?” She asked flatly. She adjusted the sleeved of her jacket before arching a brow. Why was she here?

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Tag: Luc Arthur