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Finnlay now in his street clothes after his ride around the Boston entered his small but spacious apartment.  [color=007236]“Ahh.  Home sweet home.”[/color]  he said let out an exhausted breath as he entered his home putting his keys on a hook by the front door.  After putting his leather jacket into his closet he hoped he could just relax and maybe watch a bit of tv before falling asleep.  Moving towards the refrigerator he noticed his laptop had a message on it.  [color=007236]“Who on God's good earth is messaging me at this hour.”[/color]  popping the lid off his beer Finn opened up his email to see read the last thing he thought he would ever see.  [color=ec008c][i]Finnlay it's Jocelyn. In a bind. Headed your way in about 4 hours. Meet me at the Parkman Bandstand. Need a favor.[/i][/color]  

Finnlay just stared at the screen in disbelief for a few moments.  His mind was racing at a million miles an hour trying to figure out what he had just read.  He quickly shot out of his chair in disbelief and took a minute to walk around his apartment.  Finally stopping his frantic walk he leaned against a wall on the other side of the room and stared at the laptop almost hoping the message would somehow disappear.  Taking a long drink of his Guinness Finn closed his eyes and took his seat at the desk.  The message was sent about 3 hours ago so she would be here in about a hour give or take.  

Finnlay had to fight the part of him that wanted to yell bloody murder about how she had just up and left him 2 years ago.  Or how of course the only thing she wanted after all this time was money.  Not a hello or an explanation.  But he couldn't bring himself to it.  He wasn't sure why but he just never could keep his anger against her.  Starting to type he responded [color=007236][i]‘I have some jobs that you could do for some quick cash it just depends on what your willing to do.  And If you need a place to laylow and stay I can help you there to.’[/i][/color]  after sending the message he realized that he didn't have a whole lot of time until he had to meet her.  [color=007236]“Why do I have the feeling this is all going to end poorly for me.  I don't think she could get into much trouble unless I was right about her.”[/color]  Finnlay took another look at his Guinness bottle before saying [color=007236]“I'm going to need more of these I can already tell.” [/color] And with that Finnlay through on his leather jacket and his normal bike helmet before walking out of his apartment and Driving away.