A taxi pulled up in front of Grant Autos and a tired looking Leo hopped out of it after handing the driver a couple of dollar bills.'I couldn't have imagined the amount of paperwork I had to sign to join the Jones Corporation. Six different Non Disclosure Agreement! What sort of secret activities do they do that they have to make me sign six NDAs? I've practically signed. My signature on over 300 documents in the last 4 hours many of which I didn't even read. I hope that doesn't come back to bite me in the ass' he mumbled to himself in anger as he rushed into the store.He wasn't in the mood to waste time as he really needed a little shut eye to ward of the tiredness."Good evening sir" the female receptionist greeted him in a cordial tone but soon frowned after she noticed the state he was in. He had run his hands through his hair too many times in during the day and it was now scattered and lay atop his head in a mess. His suit which he had been wearing since the party the day befo
"Interesting" Leo smiled as he walked into Grant's private gallery. Cars were lined up on his left and right but Leo was never someone to be impressed by shiny cars. The cars ranged from old classics to new demons and from the pure gold plaques the names of the cars were imprinted on and rare stones that adorned the plaques Leo could tell that Grant was not your regular car dealer.'This man does not deal in only cars, this whole business might even be a sham, there's a reason he brought me in here' Leo thought to himself with a sigh. He was close to losing his cool due to his severe tiredness."Mr Grant, I'm not an expert in cars so I'll let you pick one out for me. Nothing too fancy though, I want something that would fit into any environment and get me from point A to point B in time" "Mr Dubois, I assure you that I'll put my utmost effort into finding you the perfect car but I would like to have a word with you first" Grant smiled widely and Leo immediately likened him to a con m
"There, now you have your proof Mr. Grant now get up we have to talk. There's some information I need from you" Leo said as he helped Grant to his feet."What do you need to know?""I need to know about a certain poison. I believe it's gotten from a plant called the Purple Demon Flower. It's a poison that slowly sucks on the life force of anyone who ingests it and eventually kills the person. It's a very rare flower and is only found in one location somewhere in the Asian mountains. Mr Jones was poisoned by a toxin extracted from the flower and I want to know who would be the most likely person to come in contact with the flower, any one who has any real interest in taking the Jones' family off the map and anything connected to a certain Mr. Liquorice"Grant frowned as if he was unwilling to share information of such massive scale but at the end his greed for power won out over his professionalism."Many families do business in Asia but it's mostly tech based transactions. The only fa
VROOM!Leo slowly brought his Bentley to a halt in the parking lot of the Jones Corporation building. It was his first day at work and he was a bit nerve wracked. He took three deep breaths before stepping out of the car and walking into the building.He hadn't walked three steps when a group of bodyguards quickly covered him from behind and began making way through the crowd for him. 'Wow. Is this the deputy head privilege? It's restricting but it's not too bad' he thought to himself as they led him to the top floor where his office was located.Waiting for him seated on his table was Helen reading a little pamphlet he was sure she had just picked up. She looked up at him as he entered and smiled widely."Welcome to your new job Leo, I'm going to be the one giving you the orientation" she gave the bodyguards a sign and they quickly left the room."Now this is where you will work from most of the time. Since you will not be attending meetings with me or meeting clients, your day will
Leo stared into space as he and Helen sat in the panic room at the main Jones mansion. It was a large bunker under the ground which could resist massive bomb blasts.He was trying to fit the puzzle in his mind into a big picture but there was still a missing piece which he couldn't grasp."Helen, do you know of anyone who would want to kill your grandfather this badly?" He asked with a dark look on his face. He didn't like being involved in the matter but he never shied from responsibility."My grand father has a lot of enemies Leo, all of them very powerful. Any of them could have planted the bombs" Helen said in a cracked voice.RRRRRRRRRIIIIIING!Leo's phone rang for a few seconds before he picked it."Hello?" He spoke into the phone."The bomb team managed to neutralize the bomb timer and the bombs are just seating there for now waiting for the bomb squad from the police" the African bodyguard narrated to him."That's good. I'll be there in time to give a private interview to the
Leo pulled up to work in his black Bentley, dressed in a three thousand dollar suit and a cup of black coffee in his hands. His first paycheck came the last night and he had treated himself to some fine shopping. He promised himself he wasn't drinking coffee from the office again. It saved his life earlier that week but he would have preferred to die without tasting that messy coffee.As usual, after a few steps his security team covered him and guided his way. He was quickly beginning to like his new life.'Single, rich, and sipping good coffee. What more could I ask for' he joked to himself and let a tiny smile escape."The boss would like to see you in her office" his lead bodyguard spoke from astride him. The guy was a burly Russian man named James which was the most American name Leo had heard around."Did anything important happen?" He asked a little bit worriedly. "She has some visitors she wants you to meet" the bodyguard responded."Meet? That's weird" 'I thought I was mea
"What would anyone gain from the fall of the Jones?" Leo stood in front of a white board holding a marker with his sleeves rolled up. They were three people seated in from of him, Helen, her grandfather and the African bodyguard whose name he had come to know as Kunle.He had spent the whole of the last night crossing all the t's and dotting the i's around the bomb incident. He hadn't slept a wink all night and his only wish at that moment was to find a warm bed and die in it."I have a question" Helen said as she raised her hand."Question? I've not even started speaking yet" he replied her in confusion."How many hours of sleep did you get last night?" She asked with a bit of worry in her tone."None but there's nothing you can do about it" he replied while giving her the most wide eyes stare he could muster."Now focus on what I have to tell you all" he said as he tapped slightly on the board. "The Ax, Bronx, Fisher and Homer families have been close associates of the Jones family
"Your partner?" Leo asked in utter shock. He had thought she invited him over because she had reconsidered his offer for marriage."Yes, I hope you understand now why I couldn't accept your offer" Helen said in her most docile tone. The last time her and Arthur had spoken they had not exactly ended their conversation on friendly terms."Well you didn't phrase it that way and I can remember every insult you threw at me that day" Arthur spoke in a cold tone and took one step towards Helen only for Leo to give him a heart chilling glare that he immediately stepped back."We need your help Arthur, weigh the scales in your head and decide if you want us to be enemies or friends because we are not the type of people you would want to be on bad terms with" Helen said with a smirk capitalizing on the earlier weakness Arthur had shown."What do you want Helen Jones?" Arthur replied in a hard but resigned manner. "A merger Arthur" Helen said as she walked over to her seat and reclined in it."