Dean took one large gulp of his wine, before draining his entire glass. He poured himself another glass, drained that one as well, before pouring himself another. Carlos noticed his Boss's current pattern of drinking, and could instantly see that the man was worried. While he couldn't blame him, he felt genuine fear as he read his own report on Richard, but it still felt strange to see his boss be worried about something that didn't have anything to do with his wife, Mia. Dean was even more worried about the fact that he really had no way to track down Richard Dawkins. No one knew where he came from, his origins were a complete mystery, and what was worse, the report made no indication of any familial relations, friends or even partners. Dean grabbed the report once again, and flipped through it until he found a clear enough image of Richard. The man wasn't particularly frightening, or intimidating, but then again... no one knew what exactly that yellow raincoat was hidin
"Honestly boss... I'm not so sure about this" remarked Carlos."Wouldn't it raise too many eyebrows if two members of the four heavenly kings of Reville, just happened to die within two months of the other?" asked Carlos.Dean thought about what Carlos said for a moment, he then took another sip of his wine and replied."You know, I would have rather preferred to not kill two members of the four heavenly kings of Reville within months of each other, but I guess fate has forced my hand""I don't know, Boss, I think there has to be another way" said Carlos."No there isn't Carlos, I understand that this might make things a little messier than perhaps we initially intended, but this is the only guaranteed way to stop Richard Dawkins in his track" responded Dean.Dean drained another glass of wine, which made Carlos feel slightly uneasy."Don't you see Carlos?, The only reason we are being investigated by Richard Dawkins, is because the Phillips family hired him to find out who was respo
Carlos and Dean, at long last, had finished their lengthy discussion at the Shadow Acre, and it only took them draining three bottles of wine to achieve it.Upon agreeing that Eric Phillips was to be taken out, Dean and Carlos tried going through a list of ways they intented to achieve this, but ultimately decided it wasn't worth thinking about this just yet.They intented to wait until after Eric Phillips had officially signed the partnership agreement with Comet defences technologies, before they'd make their plan of attack, as they had no idea what unforseen future developments awaited them.With their conversation wrapped up, Carlos left Dean with the copy of the report he made on Richard Dawkins, just incase he intended to go through it once again, and then he departed the Shadow Acre, leaving Dean behind.Dean remained seated for several minutes, tapping his finger on the table, contemplating what move was best suited for him to take next.Ultimately, he decided that it was best
"More than you ever wanted, were the words that kept echoing in Jason's head"What exactly did the Maestro mean when he said this?, he had to find out."Uh... boss, I don't, I don't exactly know what you mean" confessed Jason.At this point, Jaskns stammering was beginning to really irritate Dean.It was sort of sad to see a man who had usually tried to crack jokes with him, reduced to a bumbling, stammering mess out of pure fear.Even more annoying, was the fact that he couldn't just order Jason to stop mumbling like an idiot, otherwise, it might cause him event more distress, and would lead to his mumbling getting worse."Well Jason, as it turns out, Comet defences technologies is about to become a rather significant part of Comet as a whole" said Dean."And you, as the new head of Comet defences technologies is about to become the head
Jason's limousine sped down the Reville city highway, as he headed to the Phillips family residence.He had called Eric Phillips to organize this emergency meeting, the moment he got off the call from the Maestro.As he sat on the back seat of his limo, he couldn't help but think about his future.If Eric Phillips accepted the partnership offer, and signed the new contract, then truly, he would have gotten everything he ever wanted.Of course he had to sacrifice his privacy for this, but he ultimately scoffed at the thought.I mean the government was already spying on everyone and everything, so he felt that he didn't really care much if it was his boss who was doing the spying.Soon, his limousine would grind to a stop as it arrived at the gates of the Phillips family estate.After the gates were opened from the inside, the limo driver l
"wha... what are you talking about Eric?" asked Jason, trying his best not to stammer, in order to hide his rising anxiety."Oh, don't play dumb with me Jason... did you think I really wouldn't spot that clause, in a contract THIS short?" asked Eric, confidently smiling."I can assure you that...""What, is this also standard contract wording?" asked Eric again, this time in a mocking tone."Yes Eric, it is standard procedure... I don't see how why we shouldn't be mandated to help each other, if we're supposed to be partners that is" was Jason's attempt at at a rebuttal.Eric however, started laughing rather hysterically, while Jason merely sat in his chair, looking at him with a slightly offended expression.After almost a minute had passed, he finally wiped a tear form his eye, before glancing at Jason once again."You know, usually...
Eric was taken aback by Christopher's sudden call.It hadn't even been 30 minutes since he started calling members of his family, and Christopher had already called him."What the hell are you talking about Christopher... is this one of your threats?" asked Eric, annoyed."Threats?, Oh is that why you believed that you could do this, that you could make a deal with Comet, BEHIND MY BACK?!" yelled Christopher."How on earth do you know about that Christopher, are you... ARE YOU SPYING ON MY FAMILY?!" asked Eric, now getting enraged."Don't you dare change the subject Eric, you took something that was supposed to be mine, and gave it someone else... you will pay for that""You have no right to call my family's possessions yours, Eric, no right at all" iterated Eric."We might not be what we used to be, but we will never be beholden to you, not why you wo
Eric Phillips stood a few meters away from the entrance to the Phillips family hall room.He did this so that each and everyone of his family members, at least the best that came to this occasion, would have a chance to greet him.He felt that perhaps if members of the family see his cheerful, smiling face, those who were having seconds thought about everything, would at least least be slightly put at easy by his smile.Being so close to the hallroom door also allowed Eric a chance to see who exactly was attending the event.Turns out that this knowledge was a very useful to him, as he was able to see that many high ranking members of the Phillips family were in attendance.After hanging around the hallroom entrance for over half an hour, Eric would return to the hallroom to witness the events that were taking place.The tone this occasion was celebratory, ch