“This is the site I think is best after much research and consideration sir.”“But that's an abandoned plaza.”“Abandoned as it seems, sir” the man in the beige suit on white dress hurt and a tie as black charcoal who's sides were as straight as a set square pointed out in a professional tone, “a few big companies around the state are fighting for it too.”“Why?”“Redevelopment.” The man answered and lowered his voice to a discreet pitch. “A little bird told me that Senator Barclay intends to cause redevelopment and has already purchased some properties, abandoned likewise, in that district. After he announcement of the redevelopment, it will be harder to acquire any property to that district.”Lukyan straighted and stoke his bread once, thinking for a moment. Acquiring the property didn't necessarily mean rebuilding it immediately. Since his family has decided it was time for expansion, he could but the property now and rebuild after the announcement of the redevelopment. He knew tha

The whole room was steel and gray except for the display on the screen, strategic LED light placings and the holographic display of the digital map that shone brightly on the top of the table. From the ceiling to the walls, the shelf that stood against one side of the table to the other equipments in the room, everything seemed to compliment the lifestyle, countenance and personality of the several men that lined up on the left and right hand side of the room awaiting the head.Stone cold was the word to best describe them. And the black suit on black shirt dress and black shoes they wore seemed to echo it. The only difference in colour on them was their skin tone, their hair colour, their lips and eyes. And their leader…Tony walked into the room, his face hard and serious. His hair cropped at the sides, donning a black suit like the rest of his men walked through their middle. The men's head bowed sliently in unison in acknowledgement of their leader and didn't raise until Tony had

Ruby stared out of her window with one hand placed horizontally under her breast and the other placed vertically with the elbow on the wrist. Everybody was going about heir business, Boise was Boise, nothing irregular going on. No suspicious looking grey van and nobody was staring at her side of the building as if trying to sear all the egdes and details of the structure into their memory. Still…“Haaaa!” Ruby sighed and shut the blinds, plunging the room only a darker tone. Her anxiety was getting worse. She studied every face that appeared before her, checked corners to see if anyone was lurking about anytime she worked, couldn't use the bathroom with the lights on and jumped every time her phone rang. “Honey, are you okay?” Her grandfather had asked during breakfast when she had nearly poured food on herself being jarred by the ringing time of an incoming call on her phone. It had been an unknown number and isnyea did letting grandfather know that her pictures are being taken ag

“Did they find anything?” “No, the office is clean and so is my laptop. I don't know what to do Lukyan, everything is making me jumpy.”“Ruby, you have to stop calling me Lukyan before you get used to it. Hmmm?” Ruby's sigh filtered in through the speaker, it was a disgruntled one and it was easy to imagine her rolling her eyes too. “It's comforting calling you that instead of Ethan but for your safety, I'll stop. I can't wait for you to reveal yourself to the world. How is your memory coming up?” “I'm remembering a few things,” he stared outside the window at the street between Midway and the 7th Channelhouse. It was pouring now and the street was almost empty with a few people battling against the rain with their head tucked, and their backs bent on their brightly colored raincoats as they hurried to wherever they were going. Some were standing underneath the eaves of the building. A car whooshed past, carelessly splashing water from the puddle that had formed on the tiled road

The taxi pulled to a stop in front of the mansion. The time was little past nine which wasn't behind some teenager's curfew but if Isabel had been around, it would have been one hell of a problem because Isabel would have returned from work, demanding his presence. As Ethan paid the driver and got out of the vehicle, he thought of Isabel for a fleeting moment and wondered what she was doing. The guards at the door greeted him and when he got into the house, he could hear the animated voice and laughter of the women in the kitchen as they talked. He wondered what they were still doing up late, there was no one to prepare a meal for the next morning. “Ladies, won't you retire for the night already?” He said as soon as she walked into the kitchen and then he realized what was actually going on. They weren't working, they say around the island instead with a cup of chilled hibiscus tea in their hand chatting away. He chuckled. “I see,” he muttered. “Is any of that left?” He asked. He w