"Although you only used my name to enter the nursing home." Mrs. Quinn took a deep breath and looked at Zach, "But I still want to thank you. Pochi's attitude has been corrected." Mrs. Quinn's words clearly meant You said, "You're really good at this kind of work."
Zach happily accepted the compliment, "This is what I should do."
Mrs. Quinn stood up and said, "I'm leaving. There are some trivial matters that need to be taken care of during the dinner."
"Dinner?" Zach tilted his head and looked at Mrs. Quinn.
"I will not let my grandson stay in that place without any security." There was no expression on Mrs. Quinn's face. "Porky has come home, and this is his welcome dinner."
The corners of Zach's mouth curved and then retracted. Zach didn't feel that Pochi's punishment was over. On the contrary, his situation might have gotten worse. Remember Mrs. Quinn’s original purpose? Just because Pochi Quinn lost his inheritance rights due to mental problems and returned home does not mean that Pochi's inheritance rights are back.
With Mrs. Quinn healthy and back in power, Porky may no longer be able to lay a finger on the affairs of the Quinn family. In addition, it is just a transfer. Note that Mrs. Quinn has made it very clear that Porky's return is just because Mrs. Quinn does not trust the security measures of the nursing home! But it didn't say that Pochi's 'illness' was cured.
Now, Porky's return home only allows him to be better controlled by Mrs. Quinn!
"Grand is invited." Mrs. Quinn waved. Seeing the host standing up, Amanda had already walked to Mrs. Quinn's side and handed out an invitation letter with a smile.
Zach took it respectfully and opened it. All the members of Grande, even Old Hank and Louise, were written on it in gorgeous fonts.
These powerful people seem to be very good at bringing different things together to deal with them. Like the arrival of Mrs. Queen this time, look at her conversation with Zach, from Smith and Quist, to the generation of those people on the West End, to the dinner party. Such a busy big man indeed has strong affairs planning skills.
Zach holds this great honor. It is an honor. Being invited to such a dinner is enough for ordinary people to show off for half a lifetime. But Zach was not an ordinary person. He squinted slightly and looked at Mrs. Quinn. He was exploring the reason why Mrs. Quinn would hold such a dinner at this moment.
A bit rushed, isn't it? There was a fire in the nursing home yesterday, and I'm afraid Boqi was brought home today. Why is such a dinner being held at this time
Mrs. Queen nodded towards Amanda. Amanda smiled at Zach and stepped away again, leaving room for the two of them to talk privately.
"Don't think too much." Mrs. Quinn seemed very satisfied with Zach's quick response. "Poch just happened to meet this time, which gave us a legitimate reason to gather a group of people in public."
Zach nodded. Mrs. Quinn actually didn't need to explain anything in particular, but she still explained it to Zach to represent what she had said before. In order to give this generation the 'favor of the Son of God', it's not a joke! Mrs. Queen thought highly of Grande.
"We're halfway through summer now." Mrs. Quinn's wrinkled face had a few more lines. The voice also lowered, "At the beginning of the following fall, Mayor Barton's campaign will be fully operational."
In Zach's heart, a certain string suddenly tightened, Anthony. The real mayoral race will begin in the winter and early spring. The mayor will start a new term, so now Mrs. Quinn is talking about the operation behind the scenes!
"I don't think I need to explain the meaning of this." Mrs. Quinn's voice returned to normal, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone. "In this generation, Porky is the oldest. But he will probably be the last." Mrs. Quinn shook her head. , continued, "It's time to choose a direction for the Stone boys."
Not allowing Zach to have any objections, "You will appear there." Staring at Zach, "This is a new commission." Commission
Zach's mind turned around in just one breath, "The content of the commission is to keep an eye on Blake and prevent him from saying anything he shouldn't say." Zach sighed in his heart.
Mrs. Quinn has made it clear that they do not want Grande to be involved in the struggle for interests. Grande needs to remain 'pure' and leave it to this generation of West Enders as helpers. Then the purpose of Mrs. Quinn asking Zach to attend the dinner was obviously not to carry out any political activities, but could only be a 'family matter' for this generation of West Enders.
After so many reminders, it's not surprising that Zach realized that the target of his commission was Blake.
Mrs. Quinn looked at Zach's eyes and nodded slowly. She couldn't tell what emotion she was feeling, but she already knew that Zach was very aware of his mission. "Except for Blake, you haven't met any of the Stone family members." ." Mrs. Quinn walked around the benches in the church and began to walk outside. "They were supposed to come in person to entrust the work, but since I'm coming, I'll save them a trip. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not." Zach helped Mrs. Quinn and said with a smile, "It's just that the invitation was a bit hasty, and Benjamin also has some health problems." Zach didn't finish his sentence. Anyway, it was just because the two of them couldn't be at the same time at this special time. Just looking for a reason to appear in a space.
Mrs. Quinn waved her hand, "This time it's basically just a nanny commission. Blake seems to be very fond of you, so he chose you. You don't need to do everything. Just keep an eye on him."
Zach nodded and raised his eyebrows, "I can take Alice with me. I hope Laura will be there too, otherwise she will be nervous in crowded places."
Mrs. Quinn smiled and nodded, "Now Barton also has a reason to ask Laura to attend." At the door of the church, Mrs. Quinn patted Zach's hand that was supporting her, said goodbye at last, and walked with Amanda towards the door. Limo waiting outside the church.
Watching the black limo turn and leave, our vampire Zach sighed. It's time to be hated again. Anthony and his ex-wife will undoubtedly show up at this dinner party. You can imagine Anthony's expression when he finds out that Zach is also there.
Zach looked at the time. The dinner hosted by Mrs. Quinn couldn't just go casually. Zach needed to prepare.
Borrowing the phone in Constantine's office again, he informed Grande that he was going back for a while. Mason was already wanted by Constantine, and he might never be able to leave him again. Zach borrowed Mike to be his driver, got into the back seat, and drove to Grande.
Mike was not a good driver. Like Matthew, he held the steering wheel nervously, stared at the road ahead, and hesitated and trembled for a long time before making any action. But the good thing is that he won't cause an accident on flat ground.
"Mike." The vampire nestled in the back seat raised his voice and called out. It's not a good idea to disturb a nervous driver, but Zach looked at the back of Mike's head exposed on the back of the seat, and for some reason, always wanted to take this opportunity to chat with him.
"What!" Mike's voice was loud, his hand holding the steering wheel trembled, and his eyes flicked left and right nervously. It was obvious that he wanted to chat with Zach, but he didn't want to drive the two of them into a tree on the side of the road.
"How is life here in Constantine?" Zach patted the nervous Mike and asked with a smile.
"Very good!" Mike's voice continued to be tense, and he didn't know what he was afraid of. Even if the car hit something and exploded, they could escape unharmed, "Ah! It wasn't good at first, but then it was good. !" This guy obviously wanted to say something.
"Park the car." Zach smiled and shook his head, added a bite of snacks, and opened the back door. He pushed Mike into the passenger seat on the side of the road, took control of the steering wheel, and drove in the direction of Grande at the slowest speed.
"You haven't come to Grande." Zach put one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his forehead to block the afternoon sun. "So I asked and asked how you are doing lately."
Of course it’s not just about asking. Why didn't you ask at the mill yesterday? Why didn't you ask at the church before? Ask if the two of you have to be alone. So, don’t just ask.
"It's pretty good." Mike got out of the driver's seat where he could control the fate of a car and relaxed a lot. "Constantine never restricted or asked me to do anything."
"What about you?" Zach narrowed his eyes, "Did you ask him to do anything?"
"Are you talking about Crowley?" Mike had a smile on his face. It seemed that he knew exactly what Zach was referring to. "No." He seemed to be very satisfied with how he and Constantine got along. "In the beginning, Constantine also He thought I was sent by Crowley to control him, so he didn’t like me, but I didn’t, well, it was Crowley, she didn’t ask for anything, so we got along very well.”
"Don't you have any requirements at all?" Zach asked in a skeptical tone.
Mike tilted his head, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "Except for the original agreement when he joined, there is nothing else."
"Oh." Zach raised his eyebrows. There was no need to ask about this initial agreement. Constantine had already answered it. Zach was not prepared to interfere until he figured out what 'thing' Lip was and how he came to that conclusion. In the final analysis, the level of the devil, as long as it does not reach the level of Crowley and Cherubim, makes no difference to vampires. Anyway, alien souls are destined to be restrained by vampires.
"But." Mike suddenly frowned and looked at Zach with very hesitant eyes, "There is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not."
Zach was already fiddling with the gears and driving at a normal speed. Everything is fine here at Constantine, that's all Zach needs to know.
"What's going on?" Zach asked casually.
"In more than a month, the hunter in the prison will be executed." Mike thought for a while and decided to say what he had buried for a long time. "He asked to become a devil, and we agreed."
Zach turned his head and looked at Mike. How did the topic jump to this
As if to explain, Mike said hastily, "Don't blame us, Zach. He is a hunter, and if he is not a demon, he has enough knowledge to become something else, so I feel that, at least becoming a demon, we can... "
"I don't blame you." It didn't take much thinking to figure out what the hunter's motivation was for wanting to become a demon. The vampire's mouth curled up and he laughed. How desperate must this guy be to make such a stupid decision! (..)