"I am ready to fight and win the battle ahead."Dave said with a grin and excused himself for the president to speak with his colleagues.As he walked away,he felt something holding him up and admired himself for the man he's becoming now.Dave was now at the counter, waiting for the waitress to serve him."Master, you're back?"The lady asked with a beam."I'd thought you were going to leave without coming for your prepared whiskey."The woman exclaimed"Hahaha,I still remember my package waitress".Dave said with chuckles and nodded his head, waiting for the waitress to serve him his whiskey and hot kebab, grilled and garnished with veggies."I can feel the aroma of the grilled kebab; you must be a good cook."Dave teased with a smile.The waitress smiled back, and after she was done,she served Master Dave with his whiskey."Get my khebab in a package for me. I would like to get another bottle of whiskey and serve it at my hotel."Dave exclaimed.Okay, sir,I will be done in a jiffy.

"Alexander Cromwell?" Dave let out a scream. "Are you the son of the late Mr.Cromwell?" Dave asked in a hurry.Yes, I am. I've been wanting to meet you one day in my life, and since my Dad was a prestigious member of your Dad's clan,I also possess the quality of a president's son.""That sounds ridiculous,Dave said, smiling.Dave stood up and put on a shirt. He got to the door knob and opened it gently to welcome Alexander Cromwell.A well-built man with widened shoulders stood glamorously in front of him."Alexander Cromwell,the son of the late Mr. Cromwell, is welcomed to my humble abode.""You see, Dave, there's a world beyond the glitz and glamour of this party," Alexander, in his black spectacles, whispered, his voice laced with a menacing undertone. "A world filled with secrets, power, and hidden agendas And you, my dear friend, are at the center of it all."Dave's heart raced, and his mind was consumed with questions. Who was this man? What did he know? The weight of his father

"Do you need a free drive, young man?" A driver asked from behind, and Dave turned to see who it was."I want a straight car to a hotel." Dave replied to him."Then I think you must wait a little bit for people to hop in my car so you can beg to join for free." The driver said it mockingly."Not really. I can afford to pay for a drive. Thank you, sir.""Are you for real? I thought you were late here on the streets to get a free drive."The driver said and got back to his car as he drove past Dave with laughter."It's funny how people underrate me."Dave said and walked through the bustling streets of Madrid, the vibrant city lights illuminating the path before him. It had been a long day, filled with endless walking and exploring the nooks and crannies of the marvelous grand party.Exhausted, he yearned for a moment of respite. A cab seemed like the perfect solution—a much-needed reprieve from the fatigue that had settled in his bones."I'm so tired; time is going by, and I need to ge

"What do you want, Alexander Cromwell?" However, his annoyance was short-lived as he heard the calm and composed voice of Alexander Cromwell on the other end of the line."Hey, calm down. I just wanted to talk to you," said Alexander.Not keen on having a conversation with the infamous Alexander Cromwell, Dave was about to disconnect the call when he heard Alexander's wicked laugh."What's so funny?" asked Dave, perturbed by the sound of the laugh."I'm coming to the 5-star hotel. It seems like you're having a great time there. I'd love to join you," said Alexander, still chuckling.Dave was stunned upon hearing this and couldn't understand why Alexander would want to meet him. This was definitely not a good sign."What do you want from me?" Dave asked, trying to keep his voice steady.Alexander didn't give him a straight answer; instead, he continued to laugh wickedly. This only made Dave more concerned and tense. He couldn't imagine what Alexander would want from him."Listen, Alexa

Taking a deep breath, Dave locked eyes with the assassin, his voice unwavering. "I refuse to be a pawn in Cromwell's game, but I am willing to cooperate under one condition," he stated firmly.The man's eyebrows were raised, and he was intrigued by Dave's proposition. "What condition might that be?" He asked, and his tone was filled with curiosity."I will work for Cromwell, but only if he assists me in unraveling my own past. I need access to my memories and the truth about who I am and why I possess this treasure he desires," Dave declared, his eyes burning with determination.The assassin considered Dave's request, his masked face betraying no emotion. After a tense silence, they finally nodded in agreement. "Very well," the assassin replied, their voice tinged with an undertone of satisfaction."If you prove yourself useful to Cromwell, he may be willing to reveal the secrets that bind you."Relief washed over Dave, knowing that he had negotiated a glimmer of hope amidst the darkn