Cerdic kept careful track of the new boy for the next two weeks. He seemed to fit in well although he kept his distance from the others to an extent. But that was how they had all been when they’d first arrived, wary of forming any sort of alliance for fear it would come back to bite them at a later date.
At the start of the third week Cerdic decided it was time to put Rick to his first real test. He called him into his office, telling Manny to come too as what he had in mind would require both boys services.
“Sit,” he ordered them after the boys arrived. When they had, Cerdic said to Rick, “You seem to be doing well here, all told. But now it’s time for you to start earning your keep just as the other boys do.”
“Who do I have to fuck?” he replied seriously, though there was a slight uplift to the corners of his lips.
“Someone close to a person who had information that I need.” When Rick started to reply, Cerdic held up a hand to silence him. “Why I need it is no business of yours. I do, and you and Manny will retrieve it. Normally this would be a one-man job but I want Manny there just in case. The person we’re dealing with rarely travels alone and always leaves someone in their suite when they’re not there.”
“So I get to seduce this—woman, man?—and while I’m screwing them Manny comes in and lifts this info you need?”
Cerdic smiled. “Very good, that’s exactly what I had in mind.”
“So how am I supposed to do this? I can’t just knock on the door and throw myself at this person.”
“Room service. The person, the man who’s left there, always orders lunch which arrives at precisely noon. You will be the one delivering it. From there, well you’re on your own but I’m quite certain that you can handle it if you’re a good as you’ve claimed.”
“Better,” Godric replied, smirking slightly to cover the feeling of panic that hit him. What he had told Cerdic, and what Manny had seen for himself, had been a ruse to gain him entry into Cerdic’s life. A ruse he’d set up with the help of people Ealdgyđ brought into the game. He hadn’t actually considered that Cerdic would use him in quite that capacity.
If the truth were told, he hadn’t figured doing that would have played into the picture at all. He had thought that by now he would have dealt with Cerdic. Would have ended his existence and moved on. But that had been impossible to achieve. He was never alone with the Scriostóir and, he had quickly discovered, the man’s personal quarters were so well secured that even a flea couldn’t have gotten in without being discovered and destroyed.
It was times like this he again wished that he had gained more than just immortality when he chose to live again. Yes, he’d heard of a few who had for some reason gotten some extra ability to help with their work. He was not one of them. Probably, he’d decided long ago, because in the grand scheme of things his sin, while a deadly one, was close to the bottom of the ranking. Now if he’d murdered someone… He shook his head, bringing his thoughts back to the present.
“When are we going to do this, sir?” he asked Cerdic, dreading the answer.
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