CHAPTER 1: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER."That being said, you're dismissed," Professor James said, ending his class. The students packed their books to leave the lecture hall, chattering as they went out, mostly in pairs."Justin? A word," Professor James called. "Uh man! What now?" Justin grumbled under his breath. He sighed frustratedly leaving the company of his friends to go meet his Business Management Professor, who happened to also be his supervisor."You called for me," Justin said as he approached Professor James."Yes. You're just a month away from your graduation. Have you considered my proposition?" Professor James asked, looking intently at Justin. "Yes, I have," he replied. "But, I never thought of taking such a path before."His Professor chuckled softly, looking at Justin."You're a smart young man, and this faculty could use someone like you. Besides, this is you being offered a job even before graduation. That's a rare opportunity for most students here at San Jacinto Coll

CHAPTER 3: A FULL HOUSE."Oh, Justin. It took you long enough. Welcome," Samantha greeted.Justin was utterly perplexed seeing Samantha at his house, being all warm and friendly towards him. He didn't know what to make of it. "Samantha? What are you doing here? We're no longer together. You broke up with me. Remember?" Justin said, doing his best to maintain his cool."Oh Justin, I am fully aware of that," Samantha said, rolling her eyes. "Are you gonna come in or what?"Justin kept looking at her, confused and oblivious as to what was going on. But then, he got his bag and walked into the house. Coming in, he was greeted with a sight that brought back mostly hurtful memories of his growing up days as a child. Not being a biological child of the family that raised him, made them to treat him discriminatively. He always felt like an outsider amongst them, under the same roof.He knew his only hope for a bailout from that situation was his education. So, he burned the midnight candle,

CHAPTER 5: NOT MY FAMILY."Smack the shit out of that ungrateful moron. She's made her choice. Be happy that she chose someone like Joey," Mrs Adams said. "Language Magdalene, language," Mr Adams cautioned his wife this time. "Oh, whatever," Mrs Adams snorted disrespectfully at her husband. Her attention was on her favorite child, Joey.Joey and Justin stood, glaring at each other. As face off was imminent. Justin peered hatefully at Samantha and Joey, but refrained from swinging a punch at either of them. "Because you're all grown now, you think you can take me on? Huh? I don't need all that muscle to beat the living day light out of you," Joey snarled.Indeed, Justin who was once little had grown up to have a moderately muscular build on his six foot body frame, which appealed to most folks who beheld him. He was a good looking young man, but he lacked the things that would make that handsomeness of his stand out from many.Justin suddenly chuckled, shaking his head disappointedl

CHAPTER 7: THE INTERVIEW.Justin hurried to his apartment and locked the door behind him. He leaned on it as he inhaled and exhaled, doing his best to calm his nerves down as his heart raced. He quickly went to his window which faced the street and hid by it's corner to have a look at the street. From the angle he stood, he didn't see the vehicle. So he went to the other side, and slightly parted the curtain. Peeking through, he found no trace of the car that followed him.He sighed in relief, and sat on his bed. Anxiety had made a bit sweaty, so he wiped it off his face. "What the hell was that? Am I being followed or what? But- But, I didn't offend anyone. Did I?" Justin questioned himself, trying to be certain he wasn't just being paranoid."Could it be the pick pocket?" he pondered. "Or, could it be the Adams?" Those were the two folks that he could come up with in his wildest imaginations that would want to hurt him. But he did nothing wrong to them, so that made him even the

CHAPTER 9: QUESTIONS UPON QUESTIONS.Justin was suddenly awakened as a result of his head bumping hard into the car seat in front of him. Shards of glasses were scattered within the car as the car was ran into by another car as his abductors conveyed him.An unknown group of men had kidnapped him, having paid off the neighbor some reasonable amount of money to have him sedated.Gaining a bit of consciousness, but drowsy still, he could hear an exchange of heavy gunfire for some moment. He could see some figures falling to the ground, as they were shot. But he had no strength, neither was he cognitive enough to do anything to keep himself safe from harm's way.After a while, the gunshots stopped. He saw the figure of a person approach him, flashing a light right at his face. Examining him, the man found that he was okay, except the concussion in his forehead."Wh- What's happe- What's happening?" Justin questioned faintly, squinting his eyes as he blocked off the light from entering hi