Aiden got home in just before 6pm. The sky had taken on a reddish gold hue and a cool breeze caressed his skin as he got out of his car. One of the servants was already waiting to take his bag and jacket."Welcome, Young master.""My father is home, isn't he?""Yes sir. Just in his study. He has company though. Sherlock and Adam Revenmar are here. They came just some minutes ago.""Interesting. What could they possibly want? Aiden mused. Perhaps it's for the same reason they joined his dinner with the Chairman; to curry favour."Thank you, Gilbert." Aiden tapped the servant's shoulder before walking up the stairs leading to the house. The house was as immaculate as ever. It always looked new like they just moved in. In the centre of the room rose a magnificent stairs leading to the upstairs space. It always gave him the medieval feel that they lived in the 90's.What to do first? Say hello to the Chairman or seek out Trisha? Well, it's best I get over my meeting with the Chairman so I
SmashSmashSmashEach bottle exploded as Adam fired bullets in quick successions. He was doning a baseball cap, black sunglasses and dressed in a Tshirt and shorts. To anybody, he was a regular man. Nothing to unique about him perhaps except his striking eyes that were of different colours. His father always saw his heterochromia as a defect. That thought alone further angered him and he kept pumping bullets at an already shattered bottle."Chill, bro"Something had snapped in him this afternoon after their meeting with the Chairman. The funking bastard. He knew his uncle wasn't the problem but he blamed him too. He adored him amd did try to talk good about him in front of his father but he only made matters worse not when his father is always hell bent on talking him down. And he blamed Aiden too. Why did he have to be the perfect son. If only he didn't wake up from his coma. The bastard, coming to ruin the smooth going for him. Before Aiden woke, he was the golden boy, poised to ta
Aiden grabbed his phone off the counter. He knew who would have sent a message and he was right. It was Stan, with news.I've tracked the number to Egypt, roughly the area where Hallander's DNA was last found. The man is very much alive, boss.We need to extract him now!Would I go to Egypt? I think that would be better."Sister I need to attend to something very urgent. I'll be back next week before the launch of our new project." He kissed her head and ruffled her hair amidst protests from Trisha."I love you. And I will always look out for you.""But-""Bye!"Aiden rushed out of the house while dialing Chen's mobile number."Boss.""Arrange a flight to Egypt for me at the next possible time. Also, I'll be needing backup or reinforcements. Hallander is alive. Eduard will brief you who he is. Also, get his son Charles on a plane to Egypt. That fucker knew his father wasn't dead and he didn't say a word.""Okay boss. The flight ticket will be sent to your mail sir."As he entered the
Hallander was still on the floor gasping for breath mourning all the things he had missed when Charles was ushered into the room."Dad?" He called tentatively. He stole a glance at Aiden and Eduard who were watching him with hawk eyes. Halander raised his head and stretched forth his hand which Charles didn't hesitate to run to. "Oh dad! I thought I wouldn't see you ever again."All Hallander could do was weep into his son's shoulder muttering "I'm sorry" a million times.Aiden and Eduard left them where they were to have a discussion apart. "What do you think of all these? Now it seems we have a spy in our midst. How do we rectify this?"Inwardly, Aiden and his system were engaged in a toss of words.What the hell guy! A spy really? And I'm just getting to know? It's been 3 years, goddammit!Chill out. Where's the fun if I have to do all your dirty work? Besides you are not just carrying out quests, yiu are meant to grow through all the challenges.Oh give me a break! Anything could
The flight back to Canada was uneventful. After discussing with Hallander and the others, they decided to split up with Hallander going to another African country because Aiden didn't want to leave things to chances. There was a high probability that other people will find him since they had found Hallander so easily. Charles agreed to go with his father, starting a new life someplace new.On the plane, Aiden contemplated telling Jeanne the full story but he decided against it. According to Eduard's honest opinion, it would be bad to keep something as serious as this away from her. He was so positive that she would understand the situation of things.We'll leave that to ponder upon. Right now, he just wanted to shut his eyes and take his much needed rest. In a couple of days, they will be launching their beta app in a few days and Aiden was looking forward to it. He knew that he had done something right with Revenmar Technologies and he had the system to thank for that. He was able to
Harris Revenmar alighted from his vehicle as it stopped in front of an office building. The building consisted of 4 floors of rented office space."What a way to not attract attention to themselves." The Chairman said to himself. Before Aiden stopped by the house, he had started his own investigation on the whereabouts of the Chrysanthemums Operation. Because he didn't know what Aiden's reaction was going to be, he didn't tell him their location. First, he wanted to hear whatever reason they had for sending threats to his family. That was one thing he wasn't going to stand for. No one uses his family to get his attention. He was ready to go above and beyond when it came to his family. He had promised his wife that. That he would look after their children. He felt like a failure when Christian died, but now he felt like he could remedy that with Aiden and Trisha.'I hope you understand why I do what I do, my beloved.'He had found a contact number and had called them to tell him when h
Harris waited for the door to shut before turning around. As much as he felt Liam's pain, he could not go soft on him. It would be to his own detriment. He still remember how he had picked him off the streets a little over a year ago. Liam was not originally poor. His millionaire patents had died in a car crash leaving him in the care of his uncle. His uncle had been behind the death of his parents and was now after his own life too so he fled. Not long after, he was proclaimed dead, killed by some 'unnamed illness'. With him out of the picture, his uncle and his family had taken over his father's business. He even sent some men to go after him to finish him completely. This was when Harris met him. He had been running from an attacker and Harris had dragged him into his own car. The attacker had sped past then Harris had stepped out to confront him. It had turned into a fist fight and in a blind rage, Harris punched his head in till the attackers head was nothing but a mangled mass
Coming to, Harris's senses were assaulted with screams and yells, he could also smell wood burning. Disoriented, he tried to stand on his feet but was restrained. Looking down at himself, he was tied to one of the high chairs in the gang's meeting room.Bodies were littered around and blood splattered the walls. For the first time in a long while, fear gripped his heart. He couldn't make sense of what was going on. The screams continued down the hall while he struggled to get himself free from the ropes. The smell of burning wood kept getting stronger and he knew that it wouldn't be long before the whole building got razed to the ground. He struggled back and forth but neither the ropes nor the wood yielded."Somebody help! There's someone in here!" He didn't get a response though. Just feet running down the hall, screams and then silence.I cannot perish here. I will not die here!With renewed vigor, he struggled. The smoke was already getting to him and was filling his lungs. With a