Authors note: The characters, places, names, and such are not to be used, copied, or such actions without the permission from the author. Any places, names, descriptions of real life people, places, and such is pure coincidental. Much effort has been placed in keeping everything in this series very original as possible. This story contains, scenes of sex, violence, and use of magic. Let it be noted that all characters engaging in sexual activities are of legal age of consent.
Personal note: Sorry it's been a bit since I've posted. Health and life has been crazy. Thanks for those who've started following and enjoying my works.
Ch.7
Jack contacted a custom textile and fabric shop. He inquired about having some banners made. They gave him some prices and he emailed the crest he'd seen in his mind and around the property. They tell him it'd be about two weeks to get everything made. He tells them it's fine. He got dressed and decided to wander around the inside of the walls.
First, he went up to the observatory. The place still had a lot of drop cloth covering everything. The eight-inch telescope was functioning properly. He'd spent a few nights looking at the stars and planets. Walking out onto the catwalk he looked around the property. He saw some crews working. He saw massive progress with the inside yard and the outside perimeter. He saw something he didn't expect to see. He smiled as he saw some groups of horses grazing. "How did they get in here?" He asked as he knew the entrance was closed and checking his phone he saw the rear gate was closed.
Walking around the walkway he saw the vines on the wall he was going to look at had been spread open. He saw that there was a hole in the wall. He picked up the radio and called the yard foreman. "Yes, mister Thompson?" The voice asked answering the call. "Hey, can you meet me on the north side of the house? There appears to be a hole in the wall in the area not gotten to yet." Jack said as he made his way downstairs. They said they were headed that way.
Outside they met up and walked towards the wall. There indeed was a huge hole. It was about nine feet wide and thirteen feet high. "Hang on sir, let me pull those down. Looks like there's poison ivy in the mix of those vines." He said pulling on some gloves. The foreman got on the radio and ordered a crew to start working on the north side. "My apologies sir, we should've started on this area sooner," he said. "No, it's fine. You all know what you're doing. And you're making a lot of progress. The same goes for the tree crews. There are a lot of dead and dangerous trees needing tending to. I rather my friends have a safe place to have fun in and not have to worry about something falling on them." He said as he surveyed the damage. He picked up his phone and called the general contractors he'd used before. An hour and a half later they showed up to assist Jack.
Jack looked over as he saw them climbing out of their truck. "Hello again mister Thompson, got more work for us right?" He asked with a laugh. "Apparently so. Found a huge hole in the north wall." He said leading the way. "I see you're moving around a lot better since the last time I saw you." The contractor said noticing Jack didn't have his cane. "Yeah, I did my therapy and had a bit more surgery and I'm doing much better but still have more work to be done." He said as they got to the hole. "Wow, that's a hell of a hole. What do you want to do? Close it up or what?" He asked as he inspected the wall. "Well, I was thinking that it'd be nice to have an additional way to exit the grounds. There's the front gatehouse, the back gate, and the canal right now. The canal really isn't safe and goes to a steep drop-off. I'd like a large gate put in." Jack said. They discuss things more and then the contractor leaves with the notes. For the time being Jack and the foreman bring some wrought iron fencing and block the hole up from letting the horses get loose. The horses would wander around the grounds until they could be caught and broken. With that, he ran to town to deal with errands.
Jack was in town not too far from Beatrice's place shopping and when finishing up looking at his list he looked up over his steering wheel and saw a strange glow coming from a few blocks down the street. He started his car and drove down and around the corner following the glow. It was originating from a pawn shop. He parked his car and headed into the business.
Behind the counter was an Italian man. He looked like a stereotypical shop owner with a half-buttoned-up flower-patterned shirt under a pale jacket. Around his neck were two gold necklaces and a few cigars in the pocket of his shirt. Behind him was what drew Jack to the shop. On a shelf surrounded by other rings and jewelry in a front-facing display case is a ring that is pulsing with energy. Jack asks to see the ring and a female's voice to the side interrupted the man before he can say anything telling him to go tend to the back. The gray-haired wrinkled-skinned female was older than the man possibly his mother.