Hazel stepped of the first ladder of the airplane, the cool French air brushing against her skin. She inhaled deeply and smelled the fresh unpolluted air, a rare smell in Dartford. She lived the countryside but she had a mission to fulfill there . She walked back into the plane to meet Jason, the pilot who had flown them across the Atlantic.“Thank you, Jason. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this,” she said, handing him an electronic card. “The details for the rest of your payment are right here. Just follow the instructions.”Jason took the card, "How do I know that this card will pay me?" Jason asked. "Seriously man, you're doing business with billionaires and you're asking if you will get paid a couple millions?" Hazel asked with a slight chuckle and Jason nodded nervously.“No problem,Just keep him safe. That’s all that matters now.” he replied before she left the cockpit.James stood beside her, clutching a small backpack to his chest. At five years old, he looked so sma
Gordon wiped his brow, the steam from the pots blurring his vision. The clatter of plates filled the small kitchen of St. Jude's Orphanage, a rhythmic echo of lives lived in shadows. He had just finished scrubbing a particularly stubborn pan when the sharp whistle pierced the air, cutting through the dull mood of the evening routine. Instinctively, he froze, the scrub brush still in his hand, unsure what was happening.“Come on, Gordon! We need to hurry!” shouted his roommate, Ethan, bursting through the door with a wild look in his eyes.“What....What’s going on?” Gordon asked, his heart pounding as he dropped the brush and followed Ethan into the hallway. The other boys were already racing past them down the hallway , they were laughter and shouts a mixture of excitement and anxiety which left Gordon more perplexed .“It’s a billionaire!” Ethan exclaimed, his voice barely above a whisper, yet it crackled with energy. “He’s coming to adopt a kid from the orphanage. They say he’s go
Kyrian groaned as he got off the helicopter. At his age he didn't enjoy sitting in the sticky helicopter seats any longer. Old age took away certain luxuries from him he would never get back."Good day sir" the security guard greeted him as he stepped down onto the grass."Good day. Where's my car and escort?" Kyrian asked while responding curtly to the greeting."Right this way sir, just follow me" the guard said and began to lead the way to where the cars were parked. At a comfortable speed they should be able to reach Dartford City before night fall where he had dinner reservation with Leonardo Dubois. "Right this way sir, just follow me" the guard said and began to lead the way to where the cars were parked. At a comfortable speed they should be able to reach Dartford City before night fall where he had dinner reservation with Leonardo Dubois. He was slightly nervous because of how long it had been since he talked face to face with him last. He took a deep steadying breath befor
Sarah, Kyrian's daughter sat in her baby's nursery desperately trying to shush her from her screaming. She had already fed her twice but the child just kept on wailing at the top of her lungs. She had fired the baby's nanny a few days ago after she found out that she was having an affair with her husband. She had kicked him out of the house too and he had slept on the front porch for three nights in a row knocking and screaming and begging her to let him in. She promised to call the police each time his noise woke her up. It was probably the wedding contract she had made him sign before they got married that made him so desperate to win her back. He had signed away thirty to forty five percent of his business empire if they were ever to get divorced depending on the length of the marriage, currently she was eligible to take up to thirty nine percent of all he had without even lifting a finger.The affair had began from the night she hired the nanny and she didn't even know until she
Leo and Kyrian stood with to their hands handcuffed to each other before the large portrait of Sarah Jensen previously Sarah Homer in the living room of her expansive oceanside mansion. He was surprised at how homely the building looked as it was all warm colors and bright decor which was in very sharp contrast with his own home which was mostly black and white furniture and filled with technology. The only gadget in sight in the living room was the large TV and he couldn't spot a single security camera around. He loved the way the home felt secure and welcoming and he was sure that even though Helen said nothing about it, she was worried by the lack of privacy in their own home. He felt she had been even happier since they had moved out of the house.He loved the way the home felt secure and welcoming and he was sure that even though Helen said nothing about it, she was worried by the lack of privacy in their own home. He felt she had been even happier since they had moved out of th
"What's this?" Leo asked as he looked at the paper on the table that had been passed to him by his wife's secretary.The sound of the obnoxious newscaster on the TV made it even worse and he felt like breaking the TV into pieces. Everything just seemed to annoy him after he had read the contents of that document."The divorce agreement that my boss ordered me to give to you." The secretary replied with a stern, no-nonsense tone. It was obvious that he was there for business, there was no time to mince words or to beat around the bush."Divorce agreement?" Leo muttered to himself in shock and disbelief. "Why? Where did this come from all of a sudden?"Leo's question elicited a cynical chuckle from the secretary and he leveled a condescending gaze on him. "Does she need a reason? A loser like you doesn't deserve a woman like my boss as your wife. You're too miserable to have someone like her."Leo felt a sharp pain in his chest as his wife's secretary made those derisive statements. It
The person standing at the doorway was none other than his wife, Melissa, and she was dressed in her Lauren Martins designer green dress that complemented her green shoes and purse. She was dressed like the wealthy woman that she was and it was almost impossible to believe that she was the wife of the average-looking man who stood before her in the cafe.She was the person he needed to see at that moment so her sudden appearance made him stop in his tracks."Melissa...." he muttered to himself,The secretary who had been raining threats on Leo grinned widely when he saw that Leo had stopped, he thought that his threats had worked and he rushed forward to confront him while spewing more insults."I knew it! You're a coward who can't even stand on his own decision! You better listen to me now or else...."He suddenly saw Melissa and he stopped in his tracks just like Leo did.He was a bit overwhelmed by her sudden appearance but he quickly got over it and bowed to her. "Welcome ma, than
The call was from one of the secretaries in a restaurant where Leo had booked a reservation. The reservation was supposed to be for him and Melissa where he planned to surprise her for her birthday. "Sorry?" the young lady on the phone retorted. "I said, cancel the reservation," Leo repeated gruffly."Uh...um...um...why sir?" she was confused. "by any chance, are you unsatisfied with any of our services? please tell us so that we can know where and how to serve you better. Do you need an upgrade for the reservation?"Leo was already fed up with everything. The word 'reservation' reminded him so much of his treasured marriage that he had just lost and all he wanted at that moment was for the whole world to shut up."Just do as I said." He snapped at the woman and hung up the phone.A few seconds after he disconnected the call and put it in his pocket, it rang again and he pulled it out with annoyance,"I said CANCEL THE RESERVATION!!!" Leo yelled into the phone, "Don't call me again!