Chapter 63 Contest Start Party 5 (1/2)

Laz didn't know that Tommy was out to kill him. Would he be worried if he knew? Probably. But would it change anything? Probably not. Laz had a different way of looking at things ever since the incident with Joey. He wasn't going to be afraid. Still, now that Tommy had walked away, he knew he needed to talk to Kennedy.

Of course, the real question would be how to start that conversation.

”Before you say anything, hear me out.” Instead of Laz having to say anything, Kennedy started talking. It occurred to Laz that they would just have conversations mind to mind, but that it would look funny if it seemed like they were talking without saying anything. It was good to hide secrets but awkward when observed in real life.

”Ok, so the only way to get into the party was with a 'pet,' as they like to call them. Obviously I tried to decline, but these rich assholes have their own way of doing things. And to be honest, I didn't want to be walking around and have to see a guy's member swinging back and forth so don't be giving me that judgemental look either. Anyway, she's got it a bit good seeing as how we are not going to be doing anything to her so don't feel bad. And no touching either as you're suppose to be my help and able to control yourself ok?”

Laz didn't know how to respond. Did she think he'd never seen a naked woman before? Isn't that why they invented the internet? Actually, she was half right, there really was only that one girl at Joey's place, but he would keep that secret with him to the grave. Or until he got lucky, whichever came first.

Either way, Laz just nodded and didn't say anything else. He kept playing his part as the silent body guard without the slightest slip up.

”Ok, now tell me what seems weird to you?” Kennedy asked while looking at Laz.

If she had been able to see his face at this moment, she would have been somewhat amused by the blank look he was wearing.

'We are in the middle of a teenage sex slave party and oh look, there are waiters with silver trays, passing out X and LSD. WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE WEIRD ABOUT THIS?' Laz joked to himself silently. Still though, in an effort to earn his keep and prove himself, Laz looked around for a bit before turning back to Kennedy. Now Laz wasn't stupid and knew that the answer was probably way more straightforward than he first thought. So he stopped for a second and thought about everything he had seen so far as opposed to looking for something new.

The answer hit him almost immediately.

He just looked Kennedy straight in the mask and touched his arm. Kennedy's eyes brightened at this moment as she thought that he was finally starting to pay attention more.

'That's right. How the hell is Tommy not wearing a brace or a caste. He shouldn't be able to move that arm much less drag a girl around with it and yet that is exactly what he is doing.” Kennedy agreed with Laz's gesture as she spoke her mind.

Laz didn't say anything but just thought silently. He then got Kennedy's attention and with two fingers, indicated lines down the front of his face.

”You think so to huh? But he isn't wearing something like a bracelet from what I can see.” Kennedy thought back to his sleeves coming up a bit as he was dragging his pets around and didn't remember seeing anything that looked like what Laz had given her.

Laz once again kept quiet and just pointed at himself and Kennedy and shook his head. Kennedy tilted her head to the side as though she didn't understand and in response, Laz just said into her head,

”He's not like us. He is something else.” Of course, even Laz wasn't sure what he meant, he just felt like Tommy was different from them and Marlene. But if you were to ask him how, he wouldn't be able to explain.

The topic of their conversation was off in the security room, talking to the old dangerous man.

”What the hell did he do?” Tommy fumed. To be insulted like he was at his own party was driving him mad. Even though he respected the old man who had protected his family ever since before he was born, Tommy still viewed him as nothing more than hired help and therefore wasn't going to be civil now that he was pissed off.

The old man didn't respond right away and instead, was looking at a camera where Laz and Kennedy were currently speaking.

”I'm not sure. No matter how I look at it, the only thing I can think is that he is a trained martial artist as well as the fact that he struck before they were ready. But based on only these two factors, there is no way he will win in a one versus one battle with guys who are better trained and much bigger. His kind of fighting could be called a street brawl level at best. So we will have no trouble eliminating him in an accidental way. Still, It would be best if young master were to test him out a bit first. Even if your fighter is a former MMA punk, one can never be too careful,” the old man thoughtfully responded back.