Marco Fernando Senior POV(Shanghai)Janet offered espresso coffee and left me sitting at the sofa, call Oliver in his room, and disappear. My mind still reeling for whatever outcome it may take for this visit. Once I decipher other notions to be molded upon, my decisions will surge high and will evade whatever hopes I could muster. Being a Billionaire makes my life quite easy to subdue any difficult situations and could give positive outcome for my endeavor.I saw Oliver and Janet approaching me with an open arms smiling and hoping that they are ever ready for my grilling session. My instinct told me to reciprocate them in a manner as my co-equal, in the field of spying.“Good morning Sir Fernando, I am for your visit. You want some more espresso coffee? Janet will make it for you.”“Ohh thank you Oliver! Janet served me the best espresso before you came. How’s your day for both of you?”“We are fine and great. You want to eat something?”“No, thank you. I just drop by to ask somethi
Marco Fernando Senior POV(Shanghai, China)“Sir Fernando, that building where your son resides, at the 11th floor, apartment No. 233 and I gave the message to him about the possible meet up at the park,” Oliver said while driving near the building.“Yes Oliver good, we’ll watch over here near the park. Kindly find a parking slot for us.”“Yes Sir Fernando.”My instinct told me to continue with the plan of meeting my son, but, my heart keeps on beating continuously. I haven’t seen him since for a long time, and I haven’t seen my children with Ayah Isabel. This meeting was just my plan for another level of my life, in which, Marco Fernando Junior has the inkling to disregard this invitation, if he wanted, but, luckily he accepted and willing to meet me. I saw him walking past the building entrance going to the park bench. He seated confidently while watching the passersby in front of the fountain. He was tall, with good physical build and wearing a bull cap and leather jacket.“Oliver
Marco Junior and Hershey had been talking non-stop since the day he finally got hold of his decision to pursue his Law Education in the Philippines. They talked about everything from their high school days to what was going on between the two of them. He can take care of everything on his studies. He couldn't believe it. He gave a month's resignation, to his apartment and his job. Now, as he walked out to his car, he thought about how he was going to get into the Law School together with Hershey. He doubted that the scholarship they had offered her in high-school was still worth it, considering the fact that she was long past the acceptance stage. Two years is a long time to expect a scholarship. Sighing, he thought about his plans for college. He knew he wanted to be a lawyer. And, his Billionaire father will take care of everything he wanted.“Baby I’m happy that you’ll continue your Law Studies here in the Philippines.”“Yes Baby, I’m so happy, but how about you? You’ll pursue you
The car stopped at a complete halt near the parking lot and Marco Senior open the door and examine the surroundings. Oliver Luna and Janet Liang hastily open the car door and walk towards the building and enter. The elevator moved its way to the 7th floor where Benjamin Gustilo resides. They used their skills and knowledge to penetrate the apartment and gather information as much as possible. They used modern listening devices to know what transpired between Marco Junior and his grandfather.Janet Liang is the one in charge of recording the conversation and Oliver Luna is for searching documents that they needed to fasten the secret of Project Crabnomers.While the conversation between Marco Junior and Ben Gustilo was still in progress, Oliver Luna got hold of the leather bag full of papers inside. He hurriedly got hold and approach Janet Liang to wrap up the recording. They hurriedly left the apartment and go straight to the car where Marco Senior is waiting for them.“How’s the opera
”Kael. Isla. Now. Alone." When the clear voice spoke in his ear, adrenaline flowed through Benjamin Gustilos' body. The quiet words caused a chill in his heart and a lump in his throat. Kael is the ‘code word’ of his PA, used in an open line when security is a concern. It only works in an extreme emergency - for emergencies. It means he needs to act and act now; take the call seriously, because something bad is going on. In the three years his PA has been working with him, Jiyo has never used it. Benjamin's lips parted as he thought of the phone call and its four words. Kael. Isla. Now. Alone. It is quite obvious that something bad is happening on Palaui Island. Something very bad if Jiyo used the special code word. Throughout the day with his Director of Finance in sorting out which tax haven would best house his company’s revenue, Benjamin Gustilo was tired, and burned. Now here’s Jiyo’s call, which doubled the pressure on him. Leading a global conglomerate whose turnover has
"There was an accident." "Is everything okay?" Jiyo shook his head. "They're dead," he said softly. "All of them? Certainly not all of them?" Jiyo nodded, taking the coffee from the Strict Man's hand before he threw it away. “As far as I can tell. Given the circumstances, it's pretty hard to be sure. " “Jesus. What happened?" “As usual, the boatman arrived at five o'clock, to pick up the crew and take them ashore. When he came here, no one was waiting. Anyway, he hung out for ten minutes or so, then called the security from the intercom down to the pier." Jiyo paused, frowning in concern."Would you like to sit down, Mr. Gustilo? " Benjamin nodded in annoyance. "Just keep it up." "So, after no response on the intercom, I was stuck here to look around." Jiyo waited for his boss to finish his coffee again before continuing, hoping that the man would sit down before he fell down. "And?" “Right. So I didn’t see anyone at the table and couldn’t get an answer to his buzzing. It wa
When Jiyo Kael and Benjamin Gustilo got back to the boat, the boatman was sitting on a pile of old sacks, snoring holding his hand to his chest, his loose top loosening with every gust of wind. Jiyo Kael jumped up and assisted Benjamin in firing the gun. Their loud entry woke the boatman from his slumber and he suddenly woke up. "Ahhh—" he muttered, shaken before struggling to his feet. "Oh, you’d come back," he whispered. "I thought you'd stay there all bloody night." Jiyo Kael and Mr. Gustilo smiled at each other. Then finding a place to sit among the crates and lobster pots scattered on the deck, they made themselves as comfortable as they could. The boat headed for mainland Cagayan, its noisy engine emitting thicker black smoke. Jiyo Kael hopes it will make it all the way to the beach. The sea was fiercer now, the boat was rolling in the waves, and he didn’t like the prospect of being stuck in it while waiting for the coastguard to rescue them. "You didn't even tell me how it a
After booking at a local hotel, Jiyo Kael spent the rest of the night calling several contacts he knew in mainland Cagayan, and Manila, arranging for a small group of builders to be sent to island soon in the next few days. Jiyo Kael finally fell asleep around two in the morning, tired but satisfied that he had made a good start. He found sleep deprivation and woke up in the morning with dark eyes and thick headaches. Looking at the miniatures lined up in the bedside cabinet, he saw why that was. He had not drunk for several years and the alcohol had gone straight to his head. Brushing his teeth, he decided that now was not a good time to go back to old habits. After a hot shower and breakfast, he spent the rest of the day renting a suitable room near the port of Cagayan, that he could use as an office, buying some office furniture from a local store second hand, and met his builders outside the province. For the next six weeks, Jiyo Kael was barely on the island, only returning to