Castro walked around the market square helter-skelter with the hope to also commence stealing since that’s what the jobless guys on the street did to survive. It was really a hard one for him being a novice, he kept having the reminiscent of how the money was removed from his pocket, at the end of the day, he concluded that it couldn’t be done alone. Hence, he made the decision to incorporate himself into those guys. His aim looking for those guys this time was to make friends with them, he was certain that they lived around the market. Amidst looking for them, he saw a store which no one was keeping an eye on. He twirled his eyes around and confirmed that they was no one keeping an eye on it. He ambled to the placement. There were myriad of fruit displayed which were captivating. His major interest was in the Apple which he seldom eat. That was the only fruit that he could hardly see in the forest when he did go with Monk Pat.Most of the times he did eat Apple was when his father’

Castro was seated at a side as the guys began to gamble. Different kinds of gambling activities were going on. Although, the guys shared themselves. Gambling was also a source of income for them. They were at the gambling spot until it was evening. Castro was already jaded having seated for that lengthy hour at one spot. He had lost interest in whatsoever they were doing, although, he joined the guys as he saw them supporting different people. He threw his own support behind Emmett and he won the highest among his friend. Castro seemed to be a lucky charm he came to the gambling spot with.In the end, he lost interest as his voice was almost gone. There was no water that he could use to quench his thirst. He was jus twirling his eyes around like a headless chicken. Emmett seemed to have concluded playing as he had made enough for the day. That was the highest he would be making in a day. Most of the times he had gained some money from bets, it has always been after he had lost a lot a

A few weeks later, Sir Herbert paid a courtesy visit to Monk Pat after visiting the new Mayor of Vatice. This time, it was only him. He could have come with the national police but he didn’t want it known to Humphrey that he was still in touch with the monk so he wouldn’t raise any suspiciousness.Monk Pat was seated under one of the shed around his temple taking fresh air with his eyes glued to a direction. Monk Pat was already aware of Sir Herbert’s presence but he didn’t know. He kept walking gently thinking he was having a medication with the gods. He stood beside the chair he was seated on and the monk tweaked his head.“Sir Herbert. You can have your seat,” Monk Pat said.He was surprised, he thought he was carried away by the meditation. Sir Herbert sat down gently. Monk Pat adjusted and faced him with a smile.“How have you been?” Sir Herbert asked.“I have been doing marvellously well. How about you?”“I am good.”Sir Herbert was twirling his eyes around. He had never came vi

It was a hot afternoon when they were done working on the site. The relationship among them had been better as a result of better communication and they had gotten used to one another. Castro wasn’t only seen as a leader but a great gem who they were lucky to have amidst them as a result of diverse revelation they had over the period of time. They had also learnt of his dark fate which he had narrated to them.Alfie had been having the feeling of some missing pieces from the story he told them when they were still in Vatice. Due to the deteriorating relationship between them, he hadn’t been spurred to voice out and he had been able to do that recently.“When are we going to the sport centre?” Lowen asked.Emmett glanced at his wrist watch. It seemed they weren’t ready yet. The sport centre was a centre meant for myriad of sports which they did engage in. They mostly visit during the weekend to have some exercise and Sunday was meant for resting.“I am watching this evening Chelsea Mat

Humphrey walked out of the presence and summoned a meeting with the security chiefs immediately. It was a devastated news learning that the police that was guarding the special cell where the dark fated child was kept were attacked by Vampire. Although, Humphrey wasn’t certain about the authenticity of the claim. He had directed few of the police men to take him to the medical department where the police men would be assess.He walked into his office and was relegated into diverse thought. He was walking hither and thither like a vagabond. He had ordered his secretary to send a mail to all the security chief wherever they would be at the moment that they must be at the emergence meeting. Humphrey had never had any experience with a Vampire before, he was always hearing about it.Some of the police men were entering his office and going out as they were giving him the report and the situation of everything. It was a fire moment that he had never experience before in his life. His heart