Louis watched Henry from the corner of his eyes. Henry walked briskly away from the corridor and Louis followed him. He couldn’t fathom how Henry was upset with the lady’s action from earlier. If he wasn’t married, he certainly wouldn’t have minded her advances. She had seemed intrigued by Henry’s looks and demeanor, probably amazed that he hadn’t even minded her for one minute. Louis moved closer to Henry and nudged his shoulders.“Were you embarrassed by her?”Henry glanced at him shortly, “Have you checked the tracker? Where could she possibly be?”“Let me check it right away.”Louis looked through the tracing device and studied it carefully. Having studied it, he moved ahead of Henry and turned a corner. Henry shook his head and followed him. They walked silently for a while, shuffling through people and their wares. Finally, Louis stopped in front of a two faced building. He checked his tab again and nodded to Henry.“Yup, she’s in there.”Henry studied the building and wrapped t

Henry had Louis wrap his stepmother’s body in a case. He couldn’t possibly take a dead body back to America, but at least he could give her a proper burial. He had been so in on his head that he hadn’t considered her misfortune. She did not have my luck in life, and the little she had, she had misused it and abused whomever she viewed herself above. Still, everyone deserved a burial. He hasn’t done well with her son, Jerry. Henry admitted that he had been in over his head, guided but by fury and the feeling of betrayal, he has t thought better of burying him then. All he wanted to do was teach her a lesson would never forget. Apparently, it would be him who would never forget; he who murdered the last remaining shreds of family he had left. He would live with this for the rest of his life, lonely and upset that he didn’t do anything worthwhile while alive. Louis threw the body over a rushing river. Henry sat in the car and watched it float away. He wished she would find the pe

Henry jerked away from her. He grabbed his clothes and hurried into it. She was still smiling at him in that annoyingly cocky way. She was soaked from head to bottom; having jumped into the water to save him.Henry was embarrassed. He wasn’t sure if he should be grateful or embarrassed. Sure, she was the external help that he needed, but she didn’t know that. Now out of the water, he was freezing. He grabbed the rest of his clothes and covered himself, hoping to steal some warmth from it. She cleared her throat, and he looked up at her. The girl took one step towards him.“If you’re so desperate to die, why don’t you just shout yourself in your head?” Henry cocked his eyebrows in confusion. The girl gestures around her in a calm nonchalance.“I saw you drive in here,” she explained. “Then you walked in here, scouted the place, and undressed. I thought, ‘this guy must be crazy!’ Only for you to then jump into the pool.”Henry rubbed his eye to chase away the dizziness that came from

They did not answer him. Somehow he knew that they would not answer him; the system tends to ignore questions that they deem irrelevant. Henry had to rephrase his question, perhaps even demand for something better. He deserved it after all. He wasn’t even fully awake before they threw him into their den of daily tasks. And last night in the water. So obviously they owed him. He cleared his throat.“I don’t like this. I want an external healing potion instead. The scratches are external and wound attract unwarranted attention.”There was a short silence. It won’t last long. Henry had come to know the unexpected droning of the system and it’s crackled electric voice. Just as he thought it, another vial appeared in the air. Henry took it off and replaced the previous one it had given him. It disappeared as quickly as he came.“Thank you,” Henry said.He opened the vial. It still had a foul smell, but at least he wouldn’t be taking it down his throat. He angles his arm and studied the wou

“Successful mission?” Henry asked.“You know, being able to track down Mr. Anderson too. We’re lucky he’s in the same place at the same time. Also, Mrs. Cavil hasn’t sold any information about you, so that’s a bonus.”Henry paused to consider this. Louis went to the section where they had packed their car and removed the large overalls covering it. Henry followed suit, only stopping before the car so that Louis check the car and make sure it was filled and ready for the road. He didn’t particularly like clubbing. The sanitary of his house was better than some loud, over crowded place. He knew a few clubs that come colleagues of his managed, but he hadn’t thought of visiting once to have fun. It was interesting, this Louis idea of fun. Louis opened the front car door and turned to him.“What do you think, sir? Clubbing it is?”“No.” Henry said.“Come on,” Louis cajoled. “It’s going to be fun. I actually want to have a few drinks with you before going home to May. You know I have to fac