"Uncle - " The words stuck in his mouth and his throat went dry at once."You can call me Peter," the man said, walking out of the shadows and into the light.Under the lighting of the room, Chris could make out his facial features well, and he was surprised to see how handsome, and rather young he looked. He didn't look anything like the "Black Spider" that he had heard so much about."Wait - " Chris paused. "You're the Black Spider.""I get that a lot," Peter Bolton chuckled. But don't be deceived by the innocent face. I'm a very dangerous man.""I don't think so," Chris said, as he walked closer to him."Hmm," Peter smiled at him. "And why do you say that?""Well, I think if you're very dangerous, you would be able to do your dirty work all by yourself," Chris continued. "You won't need the help of these minions."Chris pointed at the men who flanked him in the shadows and sneered."That is one of the many mistakes you make," Peter laughed. "And know this boy, you've made many mist
For the second time in less than two days, Chris woke up with a splitting headache. He squinted at the bright light from above and in the distance, he could hear some faint voices. It seemed more like someone was calling his name.Where was he? Was he dead already?Chris opened his eyes fully, as he tried to adjust to the bright light and when he looked up, he saw his father staring down at him. There was a look of worry on his face and beside him was a middle aged man on a white coat.Chris guessed immediately that they were in a hospital. But why were they there? Had anything happened to him?Slowly, his brain started replaying the events of the previous hours for him, and Chris remembered everything that had happened. His uncle, who was the Black Spider, had killed Monica and knocked him out. Since his father was standing before him now, it could only mean one thing - he had saved him from his uncle.Chris tried to sit up but the man on the white coat held him back immediately."Yo
A week after Monica's death, Chris had already started getting accustomed to the fact that she was no longer there. It was very difficult for him at first because of the close relationship they had, but soon enough, he was back to normal without her. His father had given him a one month break away from the office, but he had decided to take just a week. He wanted to resume as soon as possible. He wanted to see what would become of Arthur after his betrayal that had led to Monica's death.For the first time in a long time, Chris woke up with a smile on his face that morning. He had his bath quickly and wore a white T shirt over brown leather pants. He didn't plan to resume fully that day, but he still wanted to have a look around at NEXUS. Truly, he missed his working place.Chris' great mood switched for bad once he pushed the door of his room open and saw the familiar face that had been standing outside his door for the last one week.He couldn't even remember what she had called he
The next morning, Chris woke up with a slight headache. He rose from his bed and when he opened the door of his room, he was surprised to see his new guard standing outside. She wore a smile on her face, and Chris noticed that she was dressed up like she had somewhere important to go."You didn't tell me you had plans," Chris smiled at her. "Where are you off to this morning?""Never had any plans," She shrugged. "You make the plans.""Oh," Chris scratched his head. "So you're dressed up incase I have somewhere to be and you need to follow me?""Not exactly," She shook her head in the negative. "Your father informed me of your wish. I think it's a good idea, and I think it's an even better idea for him to put me in charge of that.""Wait - " Chris paused. "What?""From today, and henceforth, I would be not only your personal guard, but also your personal trainer, Master Chris," She replied with a genuine smile.Chris was fuming in anger at her words. Why was his father hell bent on tr
Richards Washington was his name. Blonde, long hair, skinny, tall, athletic and devilishly handsome. He was the most popular student in high school back then. All the girls loved him, and all the guys were jealous of him. However, he had one fatal flaw - an unhealthy addiction to drugs and gambling. Back in the days, Richard would skip classes to play snooker. He always came around at night, with an empty pocket and a black eye, and even when he eventually became friends with Chris, he didn't stop the habit he was famous for. He had managed to graduate and even got into college but he had lost contact with Chris over the years. Chris was very happy to see him that morning, but the little drama between himself and Rose that his father had just witnessed dampened his mood. The poor girl was going to be in a lot of trouble because of him."Ain't you happy to see me, eh mate?" Richard snickered, throwing Chris a friendly punch.Chris looked up at his friend for a moment and suddenly, he
Chris and Richard got to the building in no time. Richard marvelled at the sight of the magnificent building and Chris nudged him."They'll look at you funny if you keep staring like that," Chris said. "Try to act normal."Richard nodded and looked around."So you mean all this is yours," He whispered in excitement. "Like you're going to head such a big company someday.""Yeah," Chris nodded. "But look beyond all this, man. There are a lot of things you don't know about being a Bolton.""Oh please," Richard grunted. "Spare me the stories, mate. You're living my dream life. Quit trying to be modest every single time."Chris sighed and walked through the open sliding door. There was no need trying to convince someone like Richard that being a Bolton was harder than he thought it was. Time was going to tell.Chris stopped at the door to Arthur's office and he turned to face Richard."You can wait for me outside," Chris said. "I won't be long.""Wait for you?" Richard stared at him. "And
Chris was so excited. His mind was racing and his heart was beating very fast in his chest. Monica was still alive, and at the end of the year, he was definitely going to get reconnected to her again. "Thought you were going to throw such a great offer away," Richard nudged him as soon as they were out of the office.Chris glanced across at his friend before shaking his head pitifully."You're so desperate you would do anything to get a job now, won't you?" Chris stared at him."Well, not anything," Richard frowned. "I would never betray my best friend, no matter how well the job promises to pay.""That, I doubt," Chris grunted.Richard laughed and threw him a friendly punch. "I think we should focus on the good news now," Richard said. "It's a win win situation for the both of us. You get your girl back and I get a good job too.""Yeah," Chris smiled. "That was some pretty tough negotiation."Chris stopped just outside the building and he spun around, a confused expression on his f
Almost there?Chris could feel his heart pounding fast in his chest. Who the hell was the strange woman and where was she taking him to?"What is the meaning of this?" Chris thundered. "If it's some sort of joke, I advise you quit it now."Sarah cast him one quick glance and shook her head pitifully. "Aren't you all Boltons just the same?" She hissed.Chris could sense the bitterness in her voice and he realized that she was definitely not a driver as he had thought. She had been sent to capture him!The realization made his heart race and he struggled against the firm belt to find a way out."It's pointless," She said turning to glance at him. "And don't bother screaming for help too, because the windows are sound proof."Chris glanced across at the windows before turning back to face her."Who are you and what do you want from me?" He snarled. "Tell me who sent you! Tell me how much it is he paid you, and I swear, I would triple the money for you, no matter how much it is."Sarah ba