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2024-11-19 19:11:01Weston looks around. The students taking videos of them are no longer doing that. The hall is suddenly quiet. Everyone seems to be minding their business. Under the table, Weston notices a huge guy's uncontrollable knee jerks.
Weston turns around. He sees a rather handsome guy with headphones. He is dressed in expensive stuff. He stares at the guy Weston is holding.The guy with headphones smiles. He walks closer to the guy Weston is holding. He pats the guy, smiles again before walking out of the cafeteria.As soon as the guy leaves, the guy Weston is holding falls on the ground. A frightening noise arises in the hall.“When was the last time Coben came here?” Weston hears someone ask.“Both of them are in trouble,” another person says.Just as Weston is trying to understand what is going on, a guy in black cap walks over to him and literally drags him out of the cafeteria.It is not until they get to the back of a le
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“Follow us,” one of the guy says when Weston gets to them. “To?” “You'll know when you get there.”“I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me where it is.”One of the guys took off his sunglasses. He has a tough look with that scar on his face. He looks into Weston's eyes. “You want us to drag you there?” Weston looks around. He has nothing to lose. He might as well follow them. The only problem is that he's damn hungry. Thanks to that fucking Coben's sister, he won't have to eat the precious food the chef chose for him.“After you,” Weston says.He walks with them. For more than five minutes, they walk. Weston is going to complain about his aching legs when they stop some feet away from a black car. “Go to that car,” one of the two guy says. Weston walks over to the car. The car door opens as soon as he gets there.He looks in. A guy he can't recognize is in the back seat. “Come
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“Um…nothing out of the ordinary. We just recruit people and we teach them stuff…” he brings out some papers from his briefcase and shoves it across the table. “There are about ten communities doing similar things to what we want to do in that document. You can go through them. I got every information you need to know about them already.” Weston picks the document. He flips through it. He can't identity any of the names in the document. “They're just ten here.”Thinking that Weston already agrees to them plan, the man glances at his son. They both smile.“For now, we have ten communities there. Most of them are making millions daily by just getting new members and collecting money from them in cunny ways,” the man explains.Weston nods. The man and his son smile at each other again.“The founder of most of the communities are just a few years older than you. You won't even need a job after college if you start now. I mean, what
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“We could discuss,” she says. “I'm not interested,” Weston say bluntly. He bites on his lower lip when he notices her fallen expression. “You're beautiful, but I'm not interested.” The waitress smiles. “It's okay.” She takes the piece of paper and leaves with it.Weston is halfway through eating when he hears some noises in the restaurant. Soon, people are running. Weston looks toward the door. He sees some men in black clothes, their faces covered with masks. Who the hell are they here for? Like hell, he should be allowed to finish his food without any drama. “Who is in charge of this place?” One of the men in black asks loudly. A woman runs over to them. They say some words to them that Weston doesn't hear. The woman nods her head obediently like a scared kid.“Heads down,” one of the men in black says. “If you look at us, you're dead.” There is shifting sounds of tables and chairs as everyone places t
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“You're so funny, Tiago,” one of the girls says. “Can I give you a massage? Like full body massage with mine? I'm sooooooo good at it that you'll be craving it another two seconds later,” the other weird girl says.“I kinda love that idea,” Santiago says.“San!” Weston calls. Santiago smiles when he sees Weston. He walks over to him. “Will you say hi to my girls?” Santiago asks even though he's already dragging Weston to them.“Girls, this is Weston. My best brother,” Santiago says.“He looks cute…” the girl who suggested the ‘full body massage’ earlier purrs like a damn kitten. “I need to talk to you,” Weston says. “Now?” Santiago glances at Weston.“Yeah. Now.” Santiago leans on the two girls, he kisses them one after the other. “Just a second.”“Alright.” The full body massage girl winks at Weston. Weston rolls his eyes on her.Outside, Santiago looks around
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“Don't smoke. You can get cancer from it,” he says.“You believe that bullshit?” “It's not bullshit. I won't want anyone around me to go through that creepy illness.” Lorette grunts. “I thought you needed something to calm your fucking nerves.”Weston takes out two wrapped things from his pocket. He gives one to Lorette and tears the other one.“Gum?” she laughs. “Am I supposed to chew this instead of my precious stick?”“It keeps you preoccupied. All you can get from it is a decayed tooth and that's still fair by me. You get to change that easily.” Lorette looks like she's going to protest but then, she shrugs and opens the wrapper and throws the gum in her mouth.“What are you doing around here?” Weston asks.“Doing some research.”Weston chuckles.“What?” “Well…nothing…just that I can't believe you're taking this seriously. We might leave anytime.”“I have alwa
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From outside, Weston swears the hotel looks normal, like the normal one you can pass the night. But getting inside, Weston shakes his head. Cigarette smokes mixed with some damn funny smell fills the air. How can a sane human survive in the midst of all these smell? As if reading his mind, Liam chuckles and pulls out a nose mask. He gives it to Weston. Weston quickly slips it over his face. They both go to the receptionist desk. The receptionist winks at Liam, say some words that sounds to Weston like code before giving him a note. Liam covers his head with his hoodie and they both walk down the hallway. They stop in front of a room. Weston reads the number of the room. 17. “I'm going to knock on the door, you wait for me outside and stop anyone from coming in,” Liam says in a quiet voice. “Okay.” “I trust you,” Liam says. Weston
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“You run and he dies!” Weston shouts. To rub in what he said, Weston takes out another gun from his pocket and points it at the fat belly man's head. “I can take care of myself!” The fat belly man says. At once the two men run off.Weston delivers a punch that sends the fat belly man crashing against the wall. He moves closer to the man's and kicks him until he is sure the man has has enough for the time being. “What…the hell do you want?” The fat belly man asks, breathing heavily.“Who are you?” “Fuck that stupid Sandra…you can't trust a bitch like her, I swear it. She might look…harmless but she isn't.” “You still haven't answer my question,” Weston says.“I'm not someone important. If you want money—”“Weston?” Weston hears Liam's voice.He turns around. “Let's go.”“I am—”Liam grabs Weston hand and runs with him out of the place. “Get in right now,” Liam sa
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Wow. When did it get to this? “I was just asking about your well-being.”“Thanks but it is none of your business,” the girl says, give him another warning glare before walking off angrily.Weston scoffs. What's wrong with her? “I guess you just got rejected,” Lorette's voice makes Weston to turn around.“Hey. Did you have a good sleep?” She shrugs. “Last night was crazy. Spent it outside the dorm.” Weston smirks.“By the way, how do you know her?” Lorette nudges in the direction the girl went.Weston walks over to her. “Saw her at a crazy hotel last night. Honestly, I thought she was hurt or something so I tried to ask her if she's cool.” He snorts. “Can't believe she threatened me.”“I have met a bunch of them in the last few hours. Their boyfriends are drug Lords and they are too ashame to admit it, so, why not? You know how rich those guys are?” Weston shakes his head. “I have something
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Weston runs off to the end of the room. He puts his gun in his pocket. He should put that in reserve. He might be tired by the time he's almost done with these guys, the gun will come in handy them.He rushes toward a man coming toward him, he gives the man a punch in the stomach near the kidney area, he kicks the man off. The man falls across the room in a scream.“Son of a bitch,” a man in the room cusses, probably at Weston.Two guys are closing on Weston. One of them hits his stomach before he can dodge it. Weston pulls out his gun, he shoots the two men before they know what's happening.He puts the gun back in his pocket. He wipes the bead of sweat in his head. He sends several kicks at different men. More men rush at him, their damn sweat almost suffocating him.By the time Weston glances at Santiago to see how he's doing, one of the men has Santiago cornered. The man is holding Santiago's neck. Santiago is trying as much as possib
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“Next time you call anyone stupid, I'll make your brain stop working since you don't seem to know how to use it.” Weston stands up. He walks over to the man and crouches to the man's level. “I have just one question for you,” Weston says, his voice a whisper like he doesn't want anyone to hear what he's saying. “Those babies. You know them. Those babies. Where are they? Most of them…they don't know what happens to their babies, tell me where they are.” “I found use for the good ones, the bad ones, I mean, the sick ones, they are in hell. You don't expect me to spend my damn money on sicklings.”“What?” “Okay. You don't seem to get it.” Logan sits comfortably on the ground. He looks Weston straight in the eyes. “I was twenty five when I noticed a strange trend in the world. A fucking lucrative source of business that no one is making use of. Boys and girls that don't even know the difference of right hand to their left are making babie
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“Leave him in the car.”Together, they walk toward the building in sight. A woman in a suit comes to meet them at the door.“Hello, how may I help you?” The woman asks, a big smile on her face.“Where is your boss?” Santiago asks, his non smiling face showing the woman he isn't in the mood for exchanging pleasantries.“He's inside, sir. Do you have an appointment?” The damn smile is still on her face.“Lead us to his office,” Santiago says.“Where is the pass card?”“Miss, I said you should lead us to your boss,” Santiago says.The smile slowly disappears from her face. “There is no way you're going in without—” Santiago pulls out his gun. He raises it up. He blows some air on the gun before putting it back in his pocket. By the time Santiago looks at the woman, her hands are trembling.“This way, sirs,” she says, already going.“You scared the shit out of her,” Weston whispers to San
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“People do say I'm handsome too.” “They are not wrong,” Lorette says.“I know. But I'm not interested in you.”Weston glances at Lorette's face in the mirror. She isn't just telling lies, she is good at acting lies. Weston's tries not to smile at the way Lorette looks dejected.“You're the first guy who's ever rejected me.”“I don't like girls that don't mind their businesses,” the man says.“Oh…quite unfortunate that I won't be able to work on it before I die.”“I could give you a chance. So, when you change, I'll see if I can date—” there is total silence. Weston glances at them. Lorette's grab the man's neck. The man's eyes are bulging, rolling in their socket. Swiftly, Weston grabs the gun from the man's hand. He pulls over. He watches Lorette tighten the man's nose with two fingers. She uses the other hand to cover his mouth. The man's body is going limp. His eyes are bulging more and more.
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“What…?”“Hop in. We have to save Tyler,” Weston says.Quickly Lorette goes to the other side and gets in the car. She almost hits her head on the car's dashboard as the car takes off. “Where the fuck did you get this?” She asks as she applies her seat belt. “I borrowed it.”“From?” “That's not important. What way did he go?” Weston asks.She points in the direction. Three seconds later, they are right on the damn guy's tail.“Where did you get the car, Weston?” Weston glances at her. He smirks. “You didn't kill anyone, did you?”“I'm not insane, Lorette. And even if I were, I wouldn't want to commit a murder in a public park.”“So…?”“Saw this guy with crazy drugs. I showed the dude my ID. Literally thought I was a cop. Dude froze and I moved into action. Grabbed his key and yeah, here's the car.” Lorette's eyes widen. “Don't look a
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He plants kisses all over the boy's face. “Excuse me, sir?” The announcement guy says.The man looks at the announcement guy. “Thanks a lot, sir. If not for you, I'd have killed myself. Tyler is the only thing left to me in this fucked up life…” his voice gets croak. “I…ever since his mother left me, I have…I would have killed myself if not for Tyler. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me…”“But, he said he came here with his mother,” Weston says.“What? Tyler? You said that? Didn't we come together?” The man stares at Tyler. He uses a thumb to wipe Tyler's face, and the boy's eyelids drop.The man looks back at them. “You know how kids are. I've been trying to tell him that his mother left us but I guess he doesn't want to accept that.” “Excuse me, sir. If he said he came here with his mom, we can't release him to you without having evidence that he's your son,” Weston says. “Oh…that?” The man shakes his h
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“Mommy?” The boy tries to touch a woman's clothing, and the woman quickly walks away. The boy tries a couple more times but no one seems to want to have anything to do with a boy looking like that. “Mommy?” The boy keeps calling.A guy looks at the boy and rolls his eyes. His girlfriend—or whosoever the girl clinging to him is— laughs at the little boy. One damn girl brings out her phone. At first, Weston thinks she's going to call for help but to his uttermost shock, the girl is taking videos or maybe pictures of the little boy.Angrily, Weston storms to the girl. He grabs the phone from her. He deletes the pictures and tosses her phone in her bag. He walks closer to the boy and carries him in his arms, not caring about the fact that his shirt might get dirty in the process. “Hey, Weston?” Lorette whispers to him as he leaves the place with the boy. “What the fuck are you doing?” Weston doesn't reply to h
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“You brought it up. You've been doing that since last,” Lorette says.“Me? When did I?” “Anyway, I feel like I am on a mission to discover some hidden treasure anytime I'm in a museum.”“So, have you gotten today's treasure?” “No. You've been a hell of a distraction.”“Wish I could help, but I'm just not feeling it here.” “Come on, you just have to open your mind. Um… This…” she walks closer to a painting. “It was painted by Van Gogh the blue part here, makes it look like the sky…like you can touch the sky…” she glances at Weston. The way he's looking at her makes her feel like she's some nasty teacher forcing a dumb kid to learn the physics quantum theory. “Forget it,” she says. “Just think of it like you're looking at a series of pictures.”Weston sighs. “I'd rather read iTunes terms and conditions than think of this as looking at pictures.”Lorette scoffs. They don't say anything for a
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“We might not be able to see everything today,” Weston says. “Why? Thought you're fully booked by me today?” Lorette asks. Fully booked? Is he some sort of hotel? “I have some things to do—”“Colt, can we start? I can't wait,” Lorette says. She licks her ice cream, a devilish smirk on her face. Ten minutes later, if there is any advice Weston can give anyone, it is: on no condition should you agree to go with Lorette to the museum if you're not ready to become some museum freak.For the life of him, Weston cannot tell why someone would be so interested in just a painting.He means no disrespect to Lorette's interests in those stuff but…but! How can you be so obsessed about trying to imagine what a painter was thinking while he was painting something about some hundreds of years ago?!“He is probably thinking about nature here,” Colt says. He points at a spot Weston can swear is not any different from the whole paintin
