JP - Box of Baking Soda

Bella just got on the bed and slept at the foot of it. The next day would arrive far too quickly for her liking. They would bring the file in for Clonestone and it would have the assumed state of his location, but it was not completely certain.

Clonestone read the file… well he skimmed it until he found a sheet that was mostly empty. He closed his eyes and remembered Tzeitel.

Bella rolled her eyes and looked away, curling up due to still hurting.

When Clonestone finished with the paper, he crumpled it up and threw it at Coral. She might get pregnant from this.

Coral used a book and hit the paper, sending it right back at Clonestone. “FUCK OFF!” She screamed and pulled a large curtain so she could block all view of him.

Bella, sadly, was the recipient of that paper ball, getting bonked on the head.

“My roommate is PMSing.” Clonestone said sadly. “She needs a good fucking but she’s a virgin freak.”

Bella blinked and whined, wanting him to pet her.

It would be another hour before someone came to take Clonestone out on the hunt for James. They would even take off his collar before handing him over to the truck he would be using. “You’re taking your dog with you…” He said and handed Clonestone a leash that was now attached to Bella. “Boss says no holds barred this time. Only thing you can’t do to James is kill him…break him, beat him…whatever. Just don’t kill him. Good luck.” The man turned and left without another word.

Clonestone got in the truck. James was in the same state Coral claimed Tzeitel was in. He hoped they were together. The only person he wanted to hurt more than James was Tzeitel.

Bella struggled a little to get into her seat, but was soon there and panting as she looked at Clonestone.

“Wanna help me fuck Tzeitel?” Clonestone asked Bella playfully. “Wanna bite James?”

Bella tilted her head to the side in confusion because she had no clue who these people were. She just barked playfully and tried to lick Clonestone’s hand.

Clonestone chuckled and scratched Bella behind the ears.

Bella let out a happy bark, tail wagging.

Clonestone smiled and settled back in his seat.

Bella blinked and gestured to the back seat with her head. There was a girl sitting there with snow white hair, orange eyes, and dark skin. Her ears were pointed and she was only in a dress, her petite frame practically swallowed up by the side of the seat she was in. There was a barcode on her face just under her left eye, the sign that she belonged to Thrane and no one else was allowed to touch her.

“I will be assisting you today, Mr. Canestone.” She said calmly.

Clonestone stared at the woman, briefly undressing her with his eyes and mentally putting that dress back on after noticing the barcode. Damn selfish Thrane.

“Well, I know what I can’t do with you, what can you do?” Clonestone asked.

“I make smells disappear. Call me Ei.” She told him calmly, not at all bothered by the way he looked at her. “I can keep the…animals from following us back.”

Bella barked, insulted.

“I don’t mean you, Bella,” Ei assured the dog girl. “I merely meant the metas that have sharp senses.” She tapped her own nose and Bella replied with a wiggle of her own nose.

“Oh, so like a box of baking soda.” Clonestone said, turning to the road. “I would totally fuck a box of baking soda. Much sexier than fucking Coral.”

“You are a strange man.” Ei said and that was the last she spoke while waiting for them to get where they needed to be. Bella, however, was sniffing around the whole truck, but made sure not to bother Clonestone, growling at little smells she did not like on the floor.

“What’s wrong, Bella?” Clonestone asked.

Bella sniffed at the floor again and growled.

“There was a man she does not like sitting there the last time the truck was used,” Ei answered for him. “I think you killed him. He kicked her at one point.”

“The bastard! Who was he?” Clonestone demanded, hoping he had killed the man slowly.