I reached out to Jake

I had decided to try and talk to Jake, it was his job to fix things after all. For a few days we seemed to play phone tag, I'd call the number I had for his office and leave a message, and he'd call back when I was in class or at work. After about a week of this, I tried stopping him every time I saw him.

Although I had seen Jake here and there, this was the first time I'd had multiple encounters with him. Every time I met him face to face, I was stunned by how tall he was. He was almost twice my height. He was very thin, gangly is the word that springs to mind. He had reddish hair, almost brown, that was starting to grey at the temple. But his eyes were the most interesting. They were sharp blue, and very piercing, almost like he was looking through you, not at you.

He always seemed bothered to be talking to me, but I'd ask him if we could set up a time for him to look my machine over anyways. He usually had some excuse, like "I'd need to check me scheduled" or "De Welkin's job came in first and I be needin' to take a look over it before I'm available." Stuff like that.

It was getting annoying how evasive he was. So after two weeks of getting nowhere I made up my mind one day after work. I went down into the basement where his office was, knocked at the door and was stunned that the door just swung open. My heart started racing with nerves as I glanced into the dark room. It was filthy, and tools were everywhere. Defiantly needed a woman's touch. There were no lights on, but I could make out a door at the far end, and what looked like a laptop on the desk that seemed to be the only source of light in the room.