Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pockets. He peeked at the message on the phone, it was from Grinch.He opened it, and it read. "Mr. Creswell is seating directly opposite you. I don't know who the other two are, but that man with the white beard is Creswell"Newton hurriedly slipped the phone back into his pocket. He smiled warmly at the men seated around his table, before sipping from his cup of champagne. "Mr. Patrick, I have a few things I would like us to discuss later" The man opposite Newton called out. Newton raised his gaze to the man. "Mr. Creswell, I'm glad you mentioned it. We do have things to discuss" he smiled warmly at the man before keeping his gaze down at the drink."Who is the young lad that is getting married?" One of the men at the table asked."He is the Beanies' Boss's Son, Arturo"Mr. Cresswell clapped softly. "I'm happy that young lad, Arturo, has the heart to even love someone. Hopefully, Rhoda would help tame that beast in him" "...A beast is what that
"Mr. Gregory, you have a big catch there with you, don't let him off the hook. I'll be there tomorrow" Newton instructed Mr. Gregory and carefully placed his cell phone on the table in front of him. "In just a few hours, we have uncovered a few years of carefully guarded secrets. Kudos to you, Grinch. Now we know the faces behind their mob."Grinch nodded slowly and picked up the TV remote. "What have you discovered about Mr. Creswell?" He asked, his attention fixed on the large screen on the wall. "I sense pure evil just by looking at that man"Newton grinned. "When did you start watching TV, Grinch? I don't know you as someone who has time for frivolities like watching movies"Grinch shifted his gaze to Newton, he spoke with a serious expression on his face, "Throughout that event, I was on edge. I suspected everyone who looked towards your table because I thought we would be busted for sure. How could they not know you were not the real deal? I need good TV right now, to relax"
"Oh, man, this is good," he said, his mouth full. "You've got to try it, Boss."Newton chuckled, shaking his head. "The food has made you forget why we came here in the first place," he whisperedThe meatloaf was tender and flavorful, smothered in a rich gravy that tasted like it had been simmering for hours. The mashed potatoes were creamy and buttery, the perfect accompaniment to the meat.As they ate, they listened to the lively chatter of the other diners around them. Couples held hands, families laughed, and the occasional solo diner enjoyed a quiet meal, lost in thought.For a moment, Newton and Grinch forgot about the mission they had in mind and just enjoyed the simple pleasure of good food."This is just what I needed," Grinch said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Sometimes it's nice to take a break from all the chaos and just... exist."Newton nodded, his expression softening. "I know what you mean. It's easy to get caught up in the work and forget that there's a whole worl
Newton and Grinch had just finished taking a swim at the home swimming pool on a Sunday afternoon and were seated by the poolside, sipping red wine.Newton took a sip of his wine before speaking. "Grinch, I think we should pay a visit to Mr. Gregory. He has a piece of information that is very useful to us."Grinch raised his eyebrows. "Mr. Gregory? Why doesn't he just come to you or tell you the information over the phone? I mean, we use secure lines now don't we?""Speaking on the phone won't be enough," Newton replied. "Remember I impersonated Mr. Patrick at the party yesterday? Well, Mr. Gregory has the real Mr. Patrick at his house. That Patrick together with the other three men at the table yesterday are heavyweights behind the Beanies."Grinch thought for a moment. "But Boss, since Mr. Gregory has such a high-profile person, shouldn't the person be brought here? I mean the security here is tighter compared to his home. I suggest Mr. Micheal Patrick be transported here for interro
Grinch shook his head, unable to believe that someone as slow-witted as Mr. Patrick had caused so many problems for them. "Formerly Norts, now Angels. Do you understand now? dumb-ass?"hit by the sudden realization of his predicament, the cup of wine slipped from Mr. Patrick's hands and broke on the floor. He shifted his gaze from each man to the other.Grinch nodded. "Finally he understands the situation he's in." Mr. Patrick looked terrified, "What do you want from me, you devils? Let me go this instant, else I swear, hell will be let loose on you and your minions. The Bagwells and Beanies will not rest until I'm found"Grinch ran a finger along the trigger of his pistol, "Beanies and Bagwells? You treacherous two-faced snake. You are not even loyal to any side, you probably sell secrets of one side to the other. How low can a man possibly go?" Newton put a hand on the man's shoulder, "Now it all makes sense. You work with both the Beanies and Bagwells. You told the Bagwells where
The lecture hall was filled with eager students, all waiting for Professor Farhad to begin his lecture on quantum mechanics. The room was buzzing with chatters and everyone was talking about their weekend.Finally, the door at the back of the hall opened, and Professor Farhad walked in, carrying a thick stack of papers."Good morning, everyone," he greeted them warmly. "I hope you're all ready to learn about the fascinating world of quantum mechanics."The students murmured their agreement, and Professor Farhad launched into his lecture, using a mix of diagrams, equations, and anecdotes to explain the complex subject matter.The students listened intently, scribbling furiously in their notebooks as Professor Farhad explained the fundamental principles of quantum mechanics. Some students looked confused, while others nodded along with understanding."Any questions so far?" Professor Farhad asked after finishing a particularly complicated equation.Robert raised his hand. "I don't under
Newton sat on the bed in his room, absent-mindedly scrolling through his phone. He had a lot of things weighing on his mind, what to do with Mr. Patrick, how to get closer to the Bagwells, Dr. Sergey's family, and every other problem he shouldered. As he scrolled, his phone buzzed, indicating a new message.Curious, he opened the message to find an unexpected offer of employment. It was from the Fat-n-Obis restaurant that he worked for a few days ago. "Mr. Newton, your request has been approved and you are to come for an interview either today or tomorrow. You should choose an appropriate time and give us feedback. Also, your friend will prove to be a useful helping hand, so if he could also join in, it would be great! We are willing to pay him $30 per hour. ZachP.S The interview is just for formalities as our Boss demanded we conduct it, but be rest assured that you will be granted the job, regardless of your qualifications."Newton grinned widely, this was the opportunity he had
Grinch smiled sheepishly at Newton. "Boss, the women are always nice to you. Did you see the way she acted as if I wasn't even here?"Newton smiled. "It's not so, Grinch. The women are not always nice to me, Grinch. The most I've met are devils"*beep**beep* A new message popped into Newton's phone.Grinch grinned. "I bet it's a woman who texted you now" he teasedNewton shook his head. "I don't know of any woman who will send me a text message rather than calling. I'm not so familiar with any woman right now". He unlocked his phone and peered at the message, "KIRA" was the sender.He raised his gaze to Grinch and found Grinch staring at him intently. "It's a woman, isn't it?" Grinch asked, smirking.Newton searched for words, "No, Grinch. Actually, Yes, it's a woman, but it's not the way you think" He repliedGrinch grinned. "I know my boss, what he says is what it is. If you say it's not what I think, then it's not what I'm thinking"Newton shifted his gaze to the phone in his hands