What The Fuck Are You Doing Here? Essay
“Hi Danny.” Trevon said.
“Danny? I thought your name was Walsh?” Kaslov said.
“And I thought your name was Regaldo when I first met you my friend. In the dealings people like us have, it is often best to have the use of a non-de-plumb. But let’s move on past that shall we.” Trevon said as he stepped down to the sunken floor of the study. He walked over to where Danny was standing and looked him in the eyes. “I’m sorry and I think that we need to talk, I really do.”
“I don’t think there is anything that we have to talk about.” Danny responded.
“On the contrary. You two must work out whatever differences there are between you as you will both be needing to focus on the job at hand if you are to get it done.” Kaslov said. The two men looked at him and then at each other. Danny had a look of disdain on his face as he tried to wrap his mind around the fact that not only was the Heart of Ur here, but that Trevon was as well. “Now please gentlemen. Before we get started with this. I suggest that you take a while to enjoy the grounds and work out the tensions that exist between you. I urge you to remember that business is business and that neither one of you have been disrespected by this situation. We will talk later. For now please make yourselves comfortable.” he said as he motioned to the glass doors that led out to the garden. The two men looked…