*EbonySTAR joins* “Hey Chris been a while.”
SharpSon1: “Okay guys I need some help, especially from you Sam and you probably remember the shop better then we do.” Chris uploads the image into his message and sends them together. “Does this remind you of anything? Or am I crazy.”
Monst3rm4st3r: “Crazy”
The 9th Doctor: “Hhhmm, lets see, Crazy but...”
SharpSon1: “But?”
The 9th Doctor: “To be honest I did not get that good of a look at shop's door, that being said the designs are very similar. However maybe there is a common design for Voodoo shops.”
SharpSon1: “I thought so too but maybe not. However from what I remember there is more then just a similarity, Sam?”
EbonySTAR: “Everything is the same. Okay the words are different yes but the style, the type, the placement on the door, it's all the same. Not only that but the window display, it's nearly identical. If it was not for the name I would say it IS the same store.”
Chris then types in a description for Anton Rast, “Did someone like that work there?”
EbonySTAR: “No it was a black man, a thin tall black man with a deep yet sooth hypnotizing voice. I never asked his name.”
That description did not match Gibbins so Chris did not even bother asking about him. Gibbins was probably as different from the person Sam described as possible. “Thanks Sam that helps, hey guys I have to go thanks.” Chris leaves the chat room and turns off his computer. He then picks up his phone and calls Jason now he needs to just talk to Jason, and tell him stuff that's just between them.
“Hey Chris let me guess you have more to tell me. Stuff Ric can't know.”
“Yeah, no one will. This is between you and me. My father does not like the idea that I'm telling you everything but he has no choice in the matter. I am not keeping secrets from my best friend. I have no problem lying to Ric but not you.” Chris forces a laugh.
“Thanks man.”
“So that man I described, Anton Rast, I think he's the one who gave me the note.”
“How does that even make sense?” Jason asked.
“It doesn't.” Chris explained to him the strange meeting at the store and what Rast said to him. “It was his choice of words and just the warning in general. The man knows something and seems scared out of his mind. Maybe he's been watching me for a while now.”
“Your starting to sound paranoid Chris.”
“Why not? My life has been turned on it's side, I learned that there is a price on my head thanks to my father's job. I would say I have every right to be paranoid.”
“True, sorry Chris.”
“That's fine Jason, still this Rast person, the only explanation I can come up with is he's the one who gave me the note. It makes about as much sense as everything else has been these last two weeks. Nothing really makes sense.” Jason and Chris talked for a little more that evening until something else came up.
Chapter Eighteen
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