So what? Mason made a mistake… people made mistakes. That didn’t mean that he and Sienna weren’t good for each other. Honestly, Mason loved her and he wasn’t ready to lose Sienna yet… so he didn’t care what VC thought about him. Though he could feel her judgment through the silence, it didn’t matter. If she judged him well… he could do the same for VC and Mateo who… likely were more incompatible. As much as he hated to admit it, Veronica Charlotte was a genius… and well… Mateo, as much as he loved the boy, was the opposite. Everyone knew she was going to end up hurting him, it was only a matter of time and it’s probably better being now than later. Despite his feelings, however, he stayed silent about the matter - even when they had arrived at City Hall to look through those records and he found her on her phone scrolling through Instagram.
After a while, he finally called her out - catching her attention and sighing with her response. “Yes, VC, I tried to google it. You know, sometimes a paper trail is better than an electronic one right?” Mason asked, shaking his head at her actions. Veronica Charlotte and her father… were so damn alike. How did Mason know that? Well, everyone knew Daniel Parker and let’s just say, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
He was about to say something when he found an old news article with the picture of the house they were looking for. “Wait…” Mason whispered. “4352 Renkins Street Home condemned for illicit selling of drugs and noted as a “wh0re house” for men of statue… yada yada… James Azure, prominent community member notes “This is a disgrace to our beautiful neighborhood, and those found should be punished”. Those arrested at the night of the raid include… Marcel Pierce…”
Mason was skimming through the important bits of the article, but what gist he could understand is that James Azure and Malachi Pierce hated each other - because from the little information he had found, he knew that the house they were in wasn’t a wh0re house - from what he found inside the room itself, it was just a space for people to go and… well… escape. Not for sex, but from family members. A place where people from all races converged… a… club in a way.
“Well that’s one thing down… still have a lot of boxes to go. Or… let me guess, you’re too bored and want to give up Parker?”