Newton parked his Bugatti in a parking lot near the Easy-Fit store. Grinch looked around at the beautiful buildings and streets in the area. He had counted more than 20 expensive supercars driving down the street, but the people on the street didn't seem surprised to see the supercars... "South Bayfield is like another world, it's nothing like the other parts of Bayfield," he commented.Newton made no reply and looked around at the luxurious homes and shops that stood on every corner of the area, "It's nothing like the other parts of Bayfield," he said quietly.Newton looked up at the exquisite tinted glass building that stood a few feet away from them. He raised his eyes to see the large 'EASY-FIT' logo mounted on top of the building.The two men walked to the entrance of the building, where a doorman stood at the clear glass door. "Good afternoon, welcome to Easy-Fit," the doorman greeted, holding the door handle with his left hand as he greeted them.Newton stopped in front of th
The doorman had the phone to his ear when Newton put a hand on his shoulder..."You should treat everyone with respect, or at least the way you want to be treated," Newton said as he took out his phone and dialed his manager, Mr. Boris."Mr. Boris, I want you to tell the manager of the Easy-Fit store in South Bayfield, Mr. Goodman, that the doorman he hired has refused to let me into my store on suspicion of robbery and theft," Newton spoke quietly, taking his hand off the doorman's shoulder after he finished."You think you can scare me with your fake phone call? The manager of this store may not even be called Mr. Goodman for all we know. You should leave right now because I've called security and it's going to get worse for you when they come to get you," the doorman barked.Newton paid no attention to him as he watched the door intently. The doorman was about to shout more threats when they heard footsteps running through the lobby towards them.Suddenly, the doorman was thrown t
The sky was overcast and gray, mirroring the somber mood of the mourners who had gathered in the small cemetery. They stood in a semi-circle around a freshly dug grave, heads bowed as the priest recited prayers for the departed.As the ceremony proceeded, a lone crow perched on a nearby tree, cawing loudly. Its dark feathers stood out against the dull backdrop of the sky, and its piercing calls seemed out of place on the solemn occasion.Some of the mourners looked up at the bird with disdain, muttering curses under their breath. But others seemed unfazed as if the crow's presence was expected.The priest paused in his prayers, glancing up at the crow with a frown. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not to shoo the bird away, but in the end, he decided to ignore it and continue with the service.As the priest spoke the final words of the eulogy, the crow suddenly took flight, circling over the mourners' heads before disappearing into the distance. The silence that followed was b
Newton sat in class the next day, the events of the previous days having completely drowned out his awareness that he was still a student at Bayfield College.He looked around at the faces of his classmates who were present, forgetting what life was like at school and the constant ridicule he received from his peers. Two days out of class seemed like a long time.He remembered the event that led to the short vacation from school activities, the death of his classmate Harris. He remembered the humiliation Nicolas had recently suffered.The image that the thought of Nicolas brought to his mind, made him use his eyes to consciously search for Nicolas. He looked around but couldn't find Nicolas.He looked at the seat in front of him but couldn't find his friend Robert either. Just then, a few more of his classmates streamed into the class, Tonya and Allison walked in together, Jeremiah Lee followed shortly after, looking somber, and then there was Emily. Newton stared intently at Emily
Robert and Newton stood on the bustling street corner, waiting for a taxi to arrive. Robert checked his watch and sighed impatiently."I can't believe how long it's taking for a taxi to show up," Robert grumbled.For some reason, Robert did not stop the cabs that had been passing by, it was clear he wanted to board the same taxi with Newton, so he could follow him around.Newton looked at him with a furrowed brow. "Listen, Robert, I appreciate your company, but I don't want you to come with me when I head back to my boss's house"Robert's face fell. "What? Why not?""Please don't say it's because of your gigs at the site. I have made up my mind to come with you today" Robert pressed"It's just that I have some work to do when I get home, and I need to be able to focus," Newton said, avoiding eye contact.Robert narrowed his eyes. "That's not the real reason, is it?"Newton hesitated for a moment before answering. "To be honest, Robert, I find your constant questioning and skepticism t
Newton sat at the head of the conference table in a dimly lit room. His mob leaders sat around him, their expressions serious and expectant. "Gentlemen," Newton began in a deep, commanding voice, "we will have our hands full." The room fell silent as all eyes turned to him. Newton continued. "You remember the meeting we had three days ago, where I said I will make my findings on the person who was responsible for Mr. Alfred's death? Remember I suspected the Bagwells?" The men took off their hats, their expressions grave, "You did mention it, Boss" Newton slowly nodded "Yes. Well, it was the Bagwells. It turns out that their Boss carried out the act himself"A murmur of discontent rippled through the room. Newton raised a hand to silence them. "We cannot allow him to do as he pleases," he said firmly. "Our reputation and pride are at stake here. We need to take swift and decisive action to make sure they pay for the crime against us. Even if they are the Bagwells" The mob leader
Some hours later, Newton stood outside Mrs. Sergey's door, dressed in his plain, brandless white shirt and black pants, he also had a white face cap on. He had come to pay a visit to the woman, who lived with her children in the small apartment in the heart of the city. But as he knocked on the door, he sensed that something was wrong.No one answered the door, which was strange as he was sure there was someone inside the house. Newton knocked again, a bit harder this time, but still, there was no response.He could hear movement inside the apartment, so he decided to try the doorknob. To his surprise, it was unlocked. Newton pushed the door open slowly and peeked inside.The apartment was quiet, and the curtains were drawn, casting the room in dim light. Newton saw Mrs. Sergey sitting in her armchair by the window, her back turned to him. She was staring out at the city skyline.Newton walked towards her, clearing his throat to announce his presence. "Mrs. Sergey, it's me, Newton. I'
Professor Aaronson strode confidently to the front of the lecture hall, the rustle of his coat echoed through the room as he cleared his throat. The students quieted down, their eyes fixed eagerly on the man who commands their attention."Good morning, everyone," he began, his voice ringing out with authority. "Today, we're going to delve into the intricacies of quantum mechanics, one of the most fascinating fields of study in the world."He paused for a moment, letting his words sink in. Then, with a sly grin, he adds, "Or at least, I think it's fascinating. You all might find it a bit...quantum-y."The class chuckled, but there was a hint of nervousness in their laughter. Professor Aaronson was known for being a tough but fair teacher, and his expectations were high."Now, let's get started. Who can tell me what the Heisenberg uncertainty principle is?"A few hands tentatively went up, and the professor nodded encouragingly to a young woman in the middle row, Emily."It's the idea t