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2024-11-21 19:10:36“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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“A fool calling someone stupid,” the guy mutters. “Weston, can we discuss?” Before Weston can answer, Jose is already pulling him away. “Man, where are you taking me to?” Weston stops walking.“Staying with a fool like him will only make you like him in less than a second, the sooner we leave him the better.” “Is this the kind of guy you chose to move with, Weston?” The guy asks.“Um…I was so tired that day, I'd have attended your party. Do you still have another one coming up?” Weston asks ignoring the angry stare Jose is giving him.“Since you missed it—”“Just shut up already and let him go. Can't you tell he doesn't want to have anything to do with you?” Jose fires.“Talk to me again and you're dead.”“Fuck you and that dumb mouth of yours.” The guy walks over to Jose and grabs his shirt. “Do you want to die?” “If you don't get your hands off my shirt, you'll regret it for the
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The anger in Jose's eyes lessens by a percent. “What?” “No one has ever beat me in video games.” “Are you kidding me?” “It's much better to try to win against me than to spend your energy on that guy.” Jose doesn't say anything for some seconds. He shakes his head. “If not for you, man…Rex would be dead tonight. I ain't capping.”“I know.” Jose withdraws his hand from Weston's. He looks up at the sky. He doesn't talk for a long time which Weston assumes he's using to calm himself.“Let's see how good you are,” Jose finally says and goes inside.Like hell, Weston doesn't know how, but he might as well say he's never felt this kind of feeling before. Like the feeling of achievement. Okay, maybe he's felt it once. When he first got the news that Hannah is born.What happened just now, Weston needs no one tell him it could have resulted in a clash between the Big Boys and Rex's group.“Are you
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Santiago inputs the passcode and opens the door. The three of them go inside. Weston goes over to the projector in one of the bedrooms, he turns it on while Santiago prepares the guns they need to carry along. About ten minutes later, Lorette displays what she found out so far on the projector.“He loves to get a massage every time he just arrives at his house,” Lorette says. “So far, he hasn't employed the help of a therapist twice.” “So…you're saying one of us should give him a massage?” Weston asks.“Whosoever that person is, it must be someone who is strong and quick and sharp…” Santiago says. “So…Weston, you do it.”“He doesn't do male therapists,” Lorette asks.“Then the idea isn't going to work,” Weston concludes. “You two, have you forgotten? I'm a woman too,” Lorette says.“We can't allow you to do something as dangerous as that,” Weston says.“What?” “I know you want to
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Lorette shakes her head and stands up. “You two are…” she shakes her head again. “I'm short of words.” She walks off. “Where is she going?” Santiago asks.“Okay. I think that's enough. She might really get mad,” Weston says. They both laugh again.Weston taps on the play button. A guy in a lab coat is standing by a table. “What you're seeing on the table is the human long and short intestine,” the guy in lab coat says.“I think I'm going to puke,” Santiago mutters. “You've got that stuff in your stomach too,” Weston says back.“Mr Mateo,” the guy in the video continues, “have donated a lot of these intestines to our laboratory. And they are the ones that the owners gave to him.” “Mr Mateo donated a human brain to us!” Another guy in a lab coat says.“Without Mr Mateo, I wouldn't have seen a human brain in real life!”“Kudos to Mr Mateo!” “Science is nothing without Mr Mateo!”
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Mateo smiles. “First off, I'll love to say I owe women everything I am today.” “Oh, why do you say that?” The interviewer asks.“My mother is a woman!” The interviewer laughs. “Of course. My mother is a woman too.”Mateo smiles. “So, right from the moment I was a kid, I had always wondered how I could pay back womanhood for bringing me to a great world like this and then…I got this idea twenty years ago and my life has never been the same.”“Fuck you,” Santiago swears. “Wow! That's…” the interviewer in the video says, “that's breathtaking.” “Thank you.” “So…” the interviewer adjusts on his seat in the video. “There have been rumours flying around, perhaps you have heard about them. Um…so people are talking about how women have been dying in your community, can you say something about that?” Mateo smiles again. “Thank you so much, sir. I have done more interviews like this than I can count and ther
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Inside the restaurant, Santiago and Lorette keep trying to avoid making eye contact with Weston. Weston bites on his lower lip. He picks up the menu and looks at it. “Salmon looks good,” Santiago says. Weston glances sharply at Santiago. “Salmon?” He's sure Santiago mentioned once that the worst food anyone can ever offer him is salmon. No matter how great it's cooked. “Huh, yeah. Salmon.” Lorette glances at Santiago. Santiago sighs and drops the menu. “I give up. I'm no match for you two. Okay, Weston, you caught me. What the fuck is going on?” Santiago asks.“I'm so sorry, guys. I didn't mean to embarrass you two,” Weston says.“That's not what I asked, bro. Anyone who thinks of you as an embarrassment is living with zero point two percent of his brain.” Weston smiles. “I…um…I had a girlfriend, something like that.” “A girlfriend? Not a wife?” Lorette asks.“We didn't get mar
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“Let go of my hand, you stupid idiot.” “This is going to get all serious if you try to use physical assault,” Weston says.By now, a few people are starting to gather. “Give me my money!” The woman shouts.“I will give you, just tell me—”“Give me my money, you scam!” She shouts. “Give me my money today!” Weston looks around helplessly. Who the hell carries ten million dollars around? Why the hell won't she just tell him her account number? “Give him his money, mister,” a nosy woman in the crowd says. “Please tell him to give me my money!” The woman shouts.“Damn. To think men are going around destroying our dignity,” a man spats.“Very soon, people are going to start saying we men are scams,” another guy says.“Why won't he pay her money?” Weston just stands there hearing the insult going in and out of his ears. A few people are dragging his clothes. It feels like it's
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“Hey, man, what have I got to do with this conversation?” Weston asks.“I'm sure she's telling you stuff behind my back. I'll wipe ‘em too,” Santiago says, his eyes on Lorette. Weston notices Lorette roll her eyes, her lips form like she wants to say something but she looks away from Santiago.“Let's get a cab, my legs are aching,” Lorette mutters. Santiago stops a taxi pulling over. Again, the two argue on who is going to sit at the front seat. Weston can swear he's never felt so embarrassed in his life. The taxi man clears his throat. “The seats are pretty much the same.” “They are not the same. Only the boss sits in the front seat,” Santiago says. “And who's the boss here?” Lorette asks. “Bitch, I was born two seconds before you,” Santiago says. “That doesn't count. We were both born in the same minute!” Lorette fires. Having enough of it, Weston grabs the person closest to
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Weston and Jose meet at the front of the door. Jose looks around before pulling Weston in. He leans on the door and stares at Weston.“How did you know?” Jose asks, his voice in a whisper.“What?”“Don't play that shit with me, man. You know what I'm talking about.” “I had a hunch,” Weston says, trying to sound as flippant as possible.“Unless you're some fortune tellers, there's no way you really knew without getting a tip.”Weston looks sharply at Jose, he nods his head slowly. “That doesn't sound like a bad idea. I could open a shop and read people's future. How about you become my first client? You could make some testimonials—”“Westonnnnnn!” “Okay. Cool. I heard from someone.” Weston grabs his towel. “Who? From…Santiago?” Weston looks at Jose in surprise. “You guessed correctly. But…with all your hate for him, how come he's the first person who came to your mind?”“
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Weston rolls on his back on the bed. He pulls the duvet closer to his body. Somehow, it doesn't feel all cold this morning. He forces his eyes closed even though his brain is urging him to open them. He doesn't want to yet. He will do anything to go back to that dream.It's a jolly good dream. Back then when he first met Ivy. The way his body felt. The way he went weak in the knee. The way he stuttered as he tried to ask for her name. The way his heart ceased for a second as he heard she ran away from home. The way…The way his head went blank on the day she confessed to loving him. The way he almost died of anxiety on the day she told him she was pregnant with Hannah. The way he thought his fast beating heart was going to explode when he saw his daughter. The way his daughter felt in his arms. The dream…He will go back to it. He should. He must. Only that the damn irritating motherfucking footsteps in the room will not stop
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The guy nods.“He's my best buddy. My best friend. I swear I'm nothing without him,” Santiago says. Weston forces Santiago's hands off him. “Wear some damn clothes will you?”Santiago chuckles and goes to his closet. He picks a shirt from his closet and wears it. The other guy nods rather awkwardly at Weston. He goes to the other bed and picks a headphone. He gets out of the room rather quickly.“He seems scared,” Weston mutters.“He would be. I told you, everyone thinks you're one of the Big Boys. You know, he's an Achiever.” Weston sighs. “I'll need something to drink.”“You want vodka?”“No, thanks. I love being sober.” “There are no soft drinks here. How about I go get one for you?” “No, don't worry. I'm cool.”“Come on. The least I can do to appreciate you for staying here with me is to make you comfortable.”As much as Weston tries, Santiago doesn't give up
