This has got it some kind of joke, Angus is waiting for Jonathan to throw his head back with laughter and then tell him that it's a joke. But Jonathan looks as serious as a heart attack. "Is this some kind of joke? Is it supposed to be funny?" Angus looks behind him. "Why am I offering you money? I know you need the money and I want Matilda, so why is it so hard?" Angus' face is flushed with anger, but he holds himself. Jonathan sighs when he sees that Angus doesn't reply to him. "Look, I know that you think this is a bit weird, but I love Matilda. She is my ex and we only broke up because she ran away at the age of eighteen. I'm sure that a fellow man like you would understand." Angus sips from his drink. "I just have one question for you, though?" "Yes?" "Where were you when she was… crippled." Angus knows that he has asked the right question when he sees Jonathan sign and run his fingers through his hair. "Even if I told you, you'd never believe the life of a busy man li
The eyes of everyone on both Angus and Matilda are weighing them down, everyone can clearly see the shock on their faces, even though they are wearing masks. "Oh my God," Matilda mutters. This is what Jonathan wants, and he is smiling like a sheep where he stands. He is such a calculative bastard, he thought of this very well before carrying it out. He is trying to get back at Angus because Angus refuses to leave Matilda. Angus is thinking about how to get them out of this situation. He doesn't care much about himself, or what these people think, but he is worried for Matilda. Her face has gone red and sweaty, she is having such a hard time being the center of attraction. "Jonathan Gilbert, that's not true." Someone says and everyone turns to look at them. It's like a movie here, with all of the drama. Angus looks too, he wants to see the person who dared to help him, and he is stunned to see that it's no other person than Mister Malcom. Mister Malcom isn't putting on a mask
It is settled Angus is not leaving Wintown any moment now, he has to avenge his family, and he is going to patiently wait for El Salvador. El Salvador is not going to be long, he is coming to the town soon. In the wee hours of the morning, Angus and Matilda are heading back to the house. Both of them are exhausted, but Matilda is more than Angus. He even thinks that she is sleeping in the car as she drives, but she is not. "Why did you accept the job from my father?" She asks in a heavy voice. "Can't you see that he just wants to humiliate you?" He looks at her and lets out a sigh. "I thought you were asleep. I know that you are exhausted, go to sleep. We can talk about this tomorrow." "I don't want to talk about tomorrow, I want to talk about it today. Now." She sits up. "Why, Angus?" "Because there isn't any other job waiting for me, I know how bad the labor market is out there." He says. "With your father, at least I have a job." She heaves too, looking out of the window,
Angus has been set out for failure, he knows this. But irrespective of that, he gets into the black and red, Jaguar latest model and drives away with the parcel. According to the map, it's going to take him forty minutes, but the thing is that he needs to go and come within an hour. He steps on the gas, the vehicle roaring as it zooms past the others. He is such a high speed that he Matilda is calling him now, but it would be too dangerous to pick up. Fuck it, it's Matilda, he doesn't care very much about safety when it comes to her. He answers the call and puts it on speaker. That way he can keep talking and still keep his eyes on the wheel. "Babe, hi." "Oh my God, what's that sound? Are you driving a race car or something?""No, Matilda, it's something else. What's up, babe?" "I, um, I need to talk to you about something." He doesn't know what it is, but he is very sure that it might not get his full attention. It's better to do this at a later time. "Matilda, can we do
Angus gets to the house, the whole delivery takes him an hour and ten minutes. He never sacrificed his life with the way he was rushing back to the house. The instant he drives the car into the compound like a madman and steps on the break with a loud screech of the tires, Mister Moore steps out of the house with his hands behind his back. He walks over to the car, inspecting every part of it, Angus looks at him with a dull expression. "You're late." Mister Moore says. "If you told me that I was going to encounter armed men on my way, I would have prepared more." Angus huffs. Mister Moore checks every nook and cranny of the car, he seems to be looking for a dent or something to complain about. "You fight. Were you in the army, Air Force?" Mister Moore looks at him. Of course, it was a setup, Angus rolls his eyes. "If you were bullied as much as I was as a child, you would have learned how to defend yourself," Angus says. Mister Moore rubs his chin as if he has just heard so
Angus knows that this is not going to end well, not with the number of people that are waiting outside for him, not with the long guns that they are holding. Even with that, there is still very little he can do, he stays in the car with his chin against his hand. He keeps his eyes on Byron, like a hawk. Byron is pretending that his heart is not racing in his chest, but it's obvious that he is scared of these guys. His father has asked him to come here and speak to them, know who sent them into the town, and just make peace with them. He didn't want to come, but his brother and father have been thinking that he is a pussy. This is the right time to show them that he is not. One of them steps forward, he is probably the leader. He looks scary as hell with his intimidating height and huge tattoos, but Byron keeps walking forward. "Mister Moore called and I don't see Mister Moore!" The leader snorts. "Are you people now playing games with us?!" "Mister Moore is my father, fear no
Angus is successful in getting the hospital to admit the boy, Manny. There is nothing wrong with the boy, he just seems to have a nasty fall, that's all. Angus asks them to keep him while he waits for Lorenzo to come to the hospital. He is not going to allow a wannabe terrorist to ruin something that he has been planning for a long time now. He walks through and fro, impatiently counting the minutes that go by before Lorenzo comes. Finally, Lorenzo arrives, he is rushing down the hall, with his hand placed against his face. He is in such a hurry. "You are late." Angus scowls at him. "Sorry, boss, I had a few things I needed to do…" "The boy is in there." Angus points to the door. They both walk in, the boy seems to be having a beauty sleep, not a single care in the world. "He is nothing serious, just a tyrant that my father-in-law asked me to take care of till he wakes up. The issue is that he seems to recognize me from the time I worked in the military." Angus says. "That
Matilda is in front of the fashion shop, she is about to get in to buy the shoes that she needs. Just two pairs, that's all that she is getting. They don't have a lot of money right now, she has to be content. She takes her phone out to call Angus. It's his card that she is about to use, she has to tell him first. He picks up almost immediately. "Hello, wifey, what's up?" "Angus, how is your day going?" She asks. "Pretty good.""I'm in Bandor, I came to buy some good shoes for work. I'm about to use your card." She sighs. "Do you mind?" "Not at all, babe. There isn't much money on it, but go ahead and have fun, buy whatever you want." She smiles as she looks at the ground. Angus is actually very impressed with how content she is with the little they have. After all this has ended, the first thing he is going to do is to give her a black card, without limit. "I'll be home really soon, don't worry about me." She says. "Okay, love. I will make dinner before you come back." "B