After having gotten a decent few more hours of sleep Victor decided to make some last minute arrangements before the meeting. Getting right to his laptop once again, he started it up and almost obsessively looked through the files once it was warmed up. Since Cole knew he was in the area, he did a bit more research to see where the guy could possibly be at certain times and made a mental note to avoid them at all costs; what he found odd was that one of the areas was dangerously close to where Mathias was to meet up with that associate. He clenched his jaw and groaned at the discovery. This trip was becoming increasingly difficult alright, he told himself mentally with a heavy sigh. Hopefully they could avoid an encounter but at this rate an encounter seemed inevitable. And the question was why was Cole going to be there? Questions ran through his mind again but he really couldnâ€™t afford to lose focus on this, Mathias was counting on him to protect him and he was going to do just that.<br/><br/>Even if it killed him.<br/><br/>Not having much of a choice at this point, he knew that he had to call his father and ask for his help again. As much as he didnâ€™t like talking with the guy in the end he was still his father and was usually willing to help his son. Even if it was mostly for business, well, especially if it was mostly for business, Victor knew he could rely on him to have his back at least in that sense. Thankfully his father wasnâ€™t that much of an asshole much to his relief. Otherwise he knew damn well he would be screwed, destined to fail this. Honestly Victor was scared as hell right now and just needed his father to be there for him no matter how absent he knew the man would seem about it. They may not have gotten along, but they were still father and son, even if they barely said â€˜I love you.â€™ And he could really use the manâ€™s advice right now.<br/><br/>â€œHello?â€ A deep voice oozing with hints of irritation answered. From the sounds of things he had just gotten back home from work. Victor could feel himself shiver slightly at the sound of his own fatherâ€™s voice. That guy could be unbearably grouchy whenever he has had a bad day at work.<br/><br/>â€œDad? Iâ€™m sorry to bother you again, but this is about Cole.â€<br/><br/>â€œCole? Boy, donâ€™t tell me youâ€™ve run into him again. How many times must I tell you to watch out for these people--â€<br/><br/>Victor sighed, cutting the man off. This was exactly why he wished he didnâ€™t have to make this phone call. His father was always jumping to conclusions. It was one of the main reasons they didnâ€™t get along; he would always try to correct him and the man would still assume the worst case scenario and give him a lecture. â€œNo, dad, I havenâ€™t run into him again since the last time. Iâ€™ve discovered that one of Coleâ€™s locations is near where Mathias is supposed to meet up with an associate. Before you ask, yes, I made sure that Mathias knows the faces of your enemies so nothing like this ever happens again.â€ He paused to see if his father had anything to say but the man was just listening. He continued, â€œLook, all I need is a bit of help, thatâ€™s all.â€<br/><br/>â€œAnd how would you like me to help you? Iâ€™m still very busy today, Victor. I have about three meetings I need to attend and one happens to be in about three hours. I need sleep, and I have yet to get myself something to eat.â€<br/><br/>â€œJust tell me if you think heâ€™ll be at that location when Mathias and I are.â€<br/><br/>There was a moment of silence again and a heavy sigh on the other line. Victor wondered if the man was even going to help him at all but his thoughts were soon answered, â€œNot that I know of. Just refer to the files I gave you, however, and you should be fine. Donâ€™t fuck this up.â€ And with that the call was ended.<br/><br/>Placing the phone on the charger and placing it on the desk, next to his laptop, after the call was ended he sighed to himself and ran a hand through his hair. There was still some time before the meeting but he really didnâ€™t feel like sleeping anymore; all heâ€™s done most of the trip so far was sleep and he really wasnâ€™t all that tired. Picking up his sketchbook, Victor once again let his mind escape and create an interesting picture of fictional scenery until it was time to head out.