~This is bad. You know that right?~Dorian scoffed and backed his car into the parking lot, “You didn’t complain when I used it to make money before.”~Because you were in danger of death. It was fine then because you didn’t want to die, now it’s not because you’re just gonna make sure there are more drunk dolts like you roaming the city~Dorian kept his eyes on his approaching patron and judged the man’s outfit and his general demeanor. He didn’t look drunk, but drunk people barely ever looked drunk when they were suffering from a hangover and this guy looked like he was suffering from one of those.He opened the car door, plopped into the backseat, and gave only one command, “Drive.”Dorian nodded and obeyed because as the saying goes in the business world, “The customer is always right.”The system sneered and shook its head while glaring at Dorian in its mental space, ~Have you imagined what the world would say if they found out you’re doing this Dorian?~ Dorian chuckled and scoff
The system was right.“What the hell could they want?”Dorian watched the black car steadily following him from his windscreen. All his attempts to get rid of the car had proved futile so far because no matter how many twists and turns he took, cutting tight corners just to veer off onto a hidden street or confusing alleyway that actually had an exit, the car would still follow him, hot on his tail, and almost mockingly persistent.Dorian released a low groan from his lips as he stepped on the pedal and sped the car up. There was nothing he could think of right now that would get him out of this fix because everything he could think of was already being steadily exhausted.Every option he had taken so far had proven to be ineffective in stopping the car from following him, “Do you think they’re following us?”The system chortled derisively and Dorian shook his head, clearing his thoughts and trying again, “Of course they’re following us. I mean do you think they have a tracker on us,
Dorian didn’t crash the car.How could he crash the car? This wasn’t even his own car! This was Dave’s.Dave would still need to sell this car if he wanted to raise enough money to start school with and how would he do that if the person he gave the car to for the day crashed it?Connor would never trust him again. Dave would never trust him again. The two people he had spent such a fun time with yesterday would barely look at him again and was that what he really wanted? To become a loner because his crazy system wouldn’t make him trustworthy around a car?Dorian turned to look at the car and asked, “I’m not crashing the car. Is there a second option?”The system refused to give him a reply, so Dorian gritted his teeth and decided he would do nothing.Yeah, he would do nothing about the people who were following him and trying to track him. He would do nothing about the fact that his and the system’s life could very well be in danger right now. He would do nothing because the system
*******************Mercury Skyscraper.Inside a lavishly furnished office-like room sat an old man. His eyes were sharp, his hair was slicked back, each and every movement he executed let those around him stand on edge like attendants at a high-risk event, yet anyone looking could see the tiredness in the man’s eyes.There was a weariness to his sharp gray eyes, something sapping the man of energy and which generally extended to his soul as well.The old fox of the Mercury Conglomerate was searching for someone, someone he had loved once but whom he had rejected at the start of their careers.Then his company had meant everything to him. His business had meant everything to him. His success had been the only thing he could think of.But years down the line he only wanted one thing back, one thing that had been waiting for him before but which he had turned down and which he would give anything for nowHis voice was still strong as he read the morning papers and asked, “Has he been lo
Dorian frowned as he stared at the time go by on his watch. The letter he opened wasn’t from his father. It had been from the police station.His father had sent him a warrant, or something that he didn’t really know the name to. The basis of it was that he would be arrested if he didn’t come back home. The old man had given him 24 hours to come back, crawling on his knees, or he would be thrown in jail for the rest of his life.“Is he even allowed to do that?”Dorian let out a depressed sigh as he nodded. “The neighborhood police are in his pockets. He can do anything he wants and no one will say a thing. I’m sure he has some cubicle he’s planning to put me in at the back of the house.I don’t know why he hates me so much.”Connor was on the phone with him and Dorian felt thankful for that. The fact that he had someone who could be with him during these times felt… soothing a bit. This was nothing compared to some of the things he knew his father could really do.“How come he’s neve
Connor dropped missed call upon missed call and Dorian chuckled because it was kind of good to know he had a friend that cared about his well-being now.He had called Connor so he could get a solution to his current problem but it seemed that solution had revealed itself, thanks to Connor anyway, and now that he wanted to carry out the solution that had been proffered, Connor wanted to blow up his phone with calls.Dorian chuckled and picked up his phone, pressing the accept button on the incoming call and bracing himself for Connor’s loud bellow, Connor asked “What the fuck dude?” Dorian simply grinned as he pulled on his only pair of boots, “I’ve found a solution.”Connor sounded skeptical as he replied, “You did?”Dorian nodded though he knew his friend wouldn’t be able to see the gesture as he was on the other end of the phone, “I did. I can’t tell you what it is though, you might get implicated or something like that, and this will only work if I can find the right person.”The
The sky was dark and the road was busy.People were walking to and fro and the city was bustling as always.Dorian walked beside ordinary people with his hands in his pocket as always. People looked at him and he looked back at them, they smiled at him and he smiled back.He had managed to do something about his clothes and he didn’t look as shoddy as he always looked. He looked like any normal young person on their way to have some drinks or just to take a stroll in the parks of the city.Strolls were popular among the inhabitants of the city, especially night strolls where they could watch the sky and the stars, and just engage in mundane and happy things.Dorian felt something sharp sting his heart because he didn’t think he’d ever had the chance to enjoy the normal life he once had.It wasn’t even a normal life, it was a miserable life, and right now he wasn’t enjoying a leisurely stroll, he was doing his best to ensure his cursed existence didn’t become even more cursed.~Have yo
The rival gang was defeated seriously.Dorian chuckled to himself as he watched the report on the news.“Last night, small factions of the notorious neighborhood gang the Blacktips and Steelclaw engaged in a violent altercation.Passers-by fled in panic and the police were quickly alerted, yet even with that it still took some effort to stop. No one was hurt, although a number of the gang members are injured and are currently recovering while awaiting the verdict of the local judges on them.Citizens are advised to stay safe and be on high alert. The entire police force has been dispatched to every corner of the city to handle this threat.I’m Nadia Helio, and this is KYC NEWS. Have a good day.”Dorian looked at his door and counted how many hours it had been since the police had sent their little veiled threat for his father.It had been quite some time, more than 24 hours even, considering the fact that he had ignored the letter for the better part of a whole day and just learned of