The gate to the warehouse glided down as Elijah stepped out, and walked to his car. He was about to open the door when his phone rang. Retrieving the phone from his pockets, he answered without checking who was calling. "Hello?"There was silence at the other end of the line for a couple of seconds. He was about to check the ID, when he heard her voice. "Hey."Again, Elijah felt his an uncomfortable thump in his heart. The same way it had been when he saw her picture earlier. He didn't,no couldn't get into what that meant now. If she was calling him after the other night, there was an issue. "Hey, Winnie. What's up?" She sighed in relief. "You answered.""You called." "I know. Just didn't expect you to answer.""Is there a reason you called me?" He asked, impatiently.She wanted to tell him she had missed hearing his voice. Not like he ever spoke much words, but she had missed it still. Instead, she chose her pride once again. "It's not for my sake, but my grandad.""Why?" H
FLASHBACKThere was nothing Rhonda Anderson hated more than science. Not because she didn't appreciate the complexity of the subject. Heck, it was because she knew its complexity, that was why she hated it. For her, business was much more in her lane. She breathed numbers when it came to closing deals. There was nothing better than the tight gripping handshake that followed a closed deal. So when her grandfather insisted on this precious night, she rode with him to the Crawford laboratory, she was a bit hesitant.However, she knew she couldn't say no. If she was going to remain in the race to inherit his company, she had to kiss his ass until he was no more. She loved the man greatly, but even she could admit he was a twisted, manipulative man. It had helped in solidifying his business as one of the biggest in the City, so who was she to complain?Evening came, and she was ushered to her grandfather's car by one of the guards. He was already seated at the other end when she came
Elijah opened his eyes to an empty, dark room. A sudden wave of dizziness hit him, as he tried to sit up. He grabbed his head, which felt like it was about to split open. He laid still for a while, waiting for the strange reactions to leave. Finally, he felt strengthened enough to try again. This time, he successfully sat up.As he did, he felt a heaviness on his hands. He turned, and squinted. Realizing the source of the discomfort was the drip he was receiving, he ripped it off, feeling free again. "Where the hell am I?" He tested his voice to see if he could actually speak.It echoed through the room. The beeping sound from the monitor was another annoying sound. He walked around the room, searching for a light source. Finally he found one, and flicked the lights on. He blinked so his eyes could adjust to brightness. Looking around, his thoughts were justified. But why was he here?He heard foots shuffling from afar, and walked back to the bed. Just as he sat down, the door pull
Elijah was brought back to reality by the rattling sound coming from the window of the car. He opened his eyes, and instantly felt the rush of a gentle breeze. Every time these flashbacks occurred, he ended up feeling a strange kind of weakness. This time wasn't any different. However, he already had plans for tonight, and nothing was going to stop it. With a determined look on his tired face, he dragged himself out of the car and headed straight into the house. Every step he took felt more difficult than the last, but the plan was simple. No matter what happened tonight, he needed to get Williams Carter on his side. That was his easiest ticket to the executives. He pushed the door to his room open, and the first thing he saw was Snow, staring at him with wagging tails. "Bloody hell," He muttered, too tired to get into an argument. "I thought you had left." He shut the door behind him and went straight to his closet. "You don't seem mad at least," Snow said. "I have more importan
"Welcome to my home, young man." William Carter said, rising to his feet."Please sit down sir." Elijah hurried over to the table."After you." Williams pointed at the empty chair opposite his granddaughter.With William at the head of the table, Elijah, and Winnie were both by his sides. Elijah sat, really liking this view. He could sneak a peek at Winnie because God knows he couldn't take his eyes off her."You were a bit late though," Williams said, finally sitting again."My apologies sir. There was a little hold back." He explained."Hope everything was sorted, or do you need help?" "Grandpa," Winnie warned gently."Thanks for offering, but I sorted everything out already." Elijah smiled.Her heart lurched against her chest. He never smiled this comfortably with her. She was grateful for the presence of her grandad because she was certain to see a more eased side of Elijah."Good." The old man nodded.The food arrived and was quickly served. "Enjoy your meal." The che
Elijah straightened his back. This was his opportunity now. But he wasn't sure how to go about it. Firstly, he didn't want to appear desperate. "I did what I had to do to save a life. I would have done it for anyone. You don't have to pay me back." He said, but in his heart, he waited. Men like Mr Carter didn't like to owe debts. He was banking on that."We're both men. You and I know it's impossible not to show you my gratitude. I don't know if my granddaughter has told you, but I usually don't stop until I get what I want.""I recall her saying something like that." He nodded, sending a glance her way.The pity was nowhere to be found. She was smiling now. Another thing Winnie Carter knew how to do all too well. Her eyes sparkled every time she smiled. He kept ignoring the warning voices in his head. Telling him he was getting too deep into dangerous territories. Just for one night, he wanted to hold on to something. Only for this night. "Good! If you want to think about it,
Elijah walked out of the Carter mansion, feeling on edge. His hands deep in his pockets, folded into a fist, as he walked to his car. "If you want Elijah, I can open up a hospital for you. Your gifts of healing shouldn't go unnoticed." The old man had said, when he went to tell him he was leaving.It wasn't supposed to upset him. To be honest, it was a genuine desire to help. But between his tense conversation with Winnie, and the words of her grandpa, he was taken down a dark hole. A place where he was reminded that with all the powers he possessed, he wasn't able to save his father. Was barely even close to saving his mother. And with that realization came an anger that burned. He needed to let it out, else, it would consume him. With determinated etched in the wrinkled lines that spread across his forehead, he drove out of the mansion, and headed for Crestview medical center.His mind was faraway from the road as he sped to the center. It was more on the doctors audacity in t
"Elijah!" Crowley called, running after him."What do you want Crowley?" He asked, with his hands on the entrance door."Dr Hill asked me to escort you to his study.""Really? Why'd you have to make a big show out there then?" "You threatened my man.""He attacked me first." Elijah shrugged in defense."Who are you, Elijah?" Crowley's face contorted with confusion. He had never seen someone fight so effortlessly. If he didn't know him as a nobody once married to a rich woman, he would have sworn he was a battle expert. "A nobody," Elijah said, opening the door.The small door gave way to a large room with a staircase demarcating both sides of the room. On the very top step stood Dr Hill, lips curved into a sly smile. "Elijah! Welcome to my home." Elijah took a step in, and then another. "Dr Hill." He said."Please, come with me." The older man said, turning around.Elijah climbed up the stairs, following Dr Hill into a room. The moment he stepped foot into the room, nosta