“You made my job easier by checking into that dump with hungry employees that are willing to sell their souls for money,” the woman continued. “I think now you understand why rich people go to the top hotels. It’s not all about bragging or extravagance. Security matters. When you have money, you don’t just go anywhere. It seems your daddy never taught you that before giving you a chunk of money.”“How do you know that he gave me money?” Rodney asked, giving the woman a quizzical look. He didn’t understand how she knew so much. Was someone in Alberto’s circle snitching on him? If so, that was a good thing. Served him right. He hoped that person could snitch on him to the police. If that happened, Rodney would forget about getting revenge on his father.“How did I know that you had travelled to New York?” she said with a smug look. “Research, is something you do before implementing a plan. I have been waiting for a long time to get back at that bastard. It has been years, and I have nev

As time went on, the gunshots increased in frequency. Rodney was torn between leaving the basement to find Harvey and staying to protect himself. Since the man had untied one of his hands, he used it to undo the ropes wound around the other. He proceeded to untie his legs that had been tied together. When he was finally free, he stood up and ran to the door. The shooting had stopped, but his heart was still beating fast. Rodney slowly opened the door and looked out. His lips parted when he saw a body on the floor. Although he could not see the face in that angle, he could tell it was the man who had spoken to him. He turned back into the room and locked the door. Since he had no idea what awaited him upstairs, he decided to remain until everything settled. However a light bulb went off in his head and he thought of the police. If they found him there, he would be dead meat. If the police found Alberto Roco’s son in a house with dead bodies, they’d definitely think he was the shooter

Rodney was extremely glad to hear from someone who warmed his weary heart. Due to all the complications he had encountered, she had slipped from his mind. “Lilly,” he said. “I don’t think your friend likes me very much,” Lilly said in a sweet tone. Rodney chuckled. “Not really. He just doesn’t trust people easily.” “What does he think? That I’m a scammer?” “Yeah, he does. He’s crazy sometimes.” “What if he’s right?” she asked. Rodney smiled. “Let’s just hope he’s not. Otherwise, he would never stop teasing me about it.” “Why do you think you can trust me? Is it because of my looks?” “Shouldn’t I trust you?” She laughed. Rodney liked her laughter. It was sweet, low and hearty. An image of her smile popped in his mind, and he realised he wanted to see her again. “Did you arrive in new York?” “Yes, in fact i have just landed. That’s why I called you. Where are you staying?” “I actually have no idea,” Rodney said and looked around. He picked up a brochure that was lying on the

Rodney was told that he was supposed to fill in some forms to make a name change petition. He had to provide proof of citizenship and identity with relevant documents. Unfortunately, he was told his name couldn’t be legally changed in New York until he had lived there for at least six months. As they checked out several houses, he decided that he would lease the house under Harvey’s name. When he finally got his new name, he would update or move somewhere else. “This is the best so far,” Harvey commented. Harvey looked around the apartment, studying everything in it. He went to the window and looked out at the busy city. “I like it.” “That’s settled then,” Andrea Cruz, the real estate said happily. “We’ll go through everything and I will talk to the owner. It’s late now so we may have to finish up everything tomorrow. I assure you that you won’t regret it here. I only show good houses to my clients and never hide anything.” “I hope so,” Harvey said. Rodney sighed and returned t

“I’m very sorry that I left abruptly last night,” she said after they had made their orders. “It’s okay. Besides you had been there longer than me and it’s always wise to return home early.” She smiled. “You look really great. What are you doing in New York, Rodney? Are you just visiting or you live here?” “Harvey and I want to start over. We would like to start something here, maybe a business. I’m from LA.” “Why did you leave? I think LA has nearly the same opportunities as New York. Is there a significant difference?” Rodney shook his head. “I don’t know but I don’t really care. All I need is a fresh start. I recently lost my mother and didn’t want to stay home. Too many bitter memories.” “Ohh,” she said, her hand moving on the table. She placed it on top of his. Rodney felt a rush of electricity that travelled through his whole body within seconds. His breath hitched. He wanted to pull his hand back fearing that she would notice what was going on inside him but it felt reall