Harlan noticed that people were starting to pull out their phones to take pictures of him. He quickly stood up, carried the shopping bag that had the clothes he had bought and went outside. He got into his car and sped off.
"Harlan?" Kelvin called in disbelief beside Harlan."Man, what came up? I was almost beaten up there, I couldn't find the card," Harlan said and glanced at Kelvin.Kelvin opened his mouth ajar for some moments, "so what happened? How did you manage to get out?""I transferred the money for the clothes. And guess what?"Kelvin bit his lower lip in regret. He had deliberately taken the card from Harlan's pocket when he wasn't looking so that Harlan would be embarrassed inside the clothing store. He had no idea about the money Harlan had in his account."What?" He asked, hating himself for not thinking well before carrying out his plan."I paid for everything in that pHarlan watched Kelvin walk away."Damn it!" He hit his fist on the steering wheel.He didn't want to lose his friendship with Kelvin but here he is, making Kelvin lose his trust in him. He tried to think about what to do, but nothing reasonable came to his mind. He let out a deep breath and drove back home. The clothes that Kelvin had bought were in the car and the card beside it. Harlan let out another deep breath and parked the car. The security men at the house hadn't stopped Harlan to check the car because they already knew Harlan to drive that car, but they did stop the car Jack was driving."Sir," Jack called as he got out of the car.Harlan looked at him and Jack hurried over to him."I have secured the jet that will fly you to meet Chris."Harlan nodded and walked inside.He pressed the button meant to call Maria and she came walking swiftly to him.
That's the problem with girls. You trust them, they act all lovey-dovey this minute and the next minute they are doing what they know you hate most— Harlan was going to say this, but he kept his mouth shut for the moment. Chris wasn't asking that his problem should be explained to him. He needs a solution and probably some pieces of advice."So, what's your plan?" Harlan asked."I'm confused, you know, she is the only friend I have had since childhood. I didn't believe it when I heard it, but when I confronted her, she didn't say anything against what I accused her of. It was so heartbreaking.""Did she break up with you?""No. I flew in a week after I got to know about it. I couldn't concentrate on anything and we have an exam coming up. I needed to think. I didn't know it would be this difficult for me to come to a conclusion, but the more I think about it, the more confused I am.""You just need to take it easy
Harlan brought the car to a halt in front of the bar. He could see Mr Allen and his wife there with Myszka.He got down from the car and walked over to them. The couples looked shocked."Harlan?" Myszka called with a giggle.Harlan bent over and swooped her off the floor. He threw her in the air, eliciting more giggles from her."How have you been, girl?" Harlan placed a kiss on her forehead."Why did you leave us?" She sulked, her small eyes curiously watching Harlan as if to know if he was going to tell her a lie.Harlan smiled at her, "things happened.""When are you coming back? I miss you.""I am sorry, I don't think I will ever come back.""What about me?" Tears were already forming in her eyes.Harlan smiled at her again, "we will catch up. Grow up quickly so that you will be free to go wherever you want. That way, you can visit me from t
The couples glanced at each other in surprise, obviously, they didn't imagine that was going to be Harlan's question."If you are not going to tell me, forget about the deal. And, I am not ready to offer you any help for free. We all know you don't deserve my help," Harlan said when they both didn't say anything.Mr Allen sighed and shifted his weight to one of the legs."You really want to know?" He asked."Yes."Mr Allen glanced at his wife. She shrugged.Harlan prepared to hear the worst. Maybe his parents were even criminals or worse still; drug addicts who needed their 'thing' so badly that they thought Harlan was the right thing or probably the only property left to sell."What exactly do you want to hear about them?" Mr Allen asked quietly."Are they still alive?""Yes. They are very much alive and healthy," Mr Allen answered.That brough
Harlan lay on the bed, fixed his eyes on the ceiling and thought about all he had heard.What exactly is holding his parents back from coming back for him like they promised the Allens? Did they not care about him?Or... Could the Allens have lied to him? He discarded the thought almost immediately. There was no gain in telling him lies. They were desperate people really but they wouldn't lie to him about his parents being very rich. "What if they suddenly appear and claim to be my parents?" Harlan muttered to himself.He rolled on his side on the bed at the disturbing thought. If they came back for him now, would he really want to go with them? Would he leave Mr Smith after he had promised him that he would make up for his dead son? He sighed. If Mr Smith makes a public announcement of him, his parents are bound to find out. Or...he could even have met with his parents without knowing. He closed
Harlan was panting as he rushed inside the hospital. He saw a doctor talking to a nurse and rushed over to them."Where is Elizabeth?" He asked, trying to control his breath.The doctor frowned, "who are you?""You called me and told me Elizabeth got into an accident." Harlan said, still breathing heavily.The doctor shook his head slowly, "I don't understand what you are talking about.""You might not be the one, but someone from this hospital called me and told me that Elizabeth got into an accident!" Harlan said impatiently.The doctor and the nurse both stared at Harlan as if he were some alien."I am not sure you are in the right hospital. As a matter of fact, there has been no case of emergency in this hospital for the past three hours, so I am not sure I am following," the doctor stared at Harlan.Harlan tried to catch his breath and took out his phone from his pock
Harlan had barely gotten to where he parked his car when he felt the presence of people behind him. He stopped walking and turned around. He met the stares of some muscular guys. The type that seemed to have spent all their life in the gym. Harlan stepped back, knowing that he was no match for them.One of them grinned, "I heard you talk too much.""Who are you?" Harlan asked boldly.There were two guys and they both laughed."Jason has been right after all," one of the guy mused."Oh, Jason sent you?" Harlan asked with a smile."Will you follow us freely or should we force you?" The laughter was away from his voice and now, his voice sounded like a threat."To where? To do what?""To teach you how to use your mouth."Harlan grinned, "I will be willing to teach you that there are some jobs you shouldn't embark on."As the two
Harlan waited until the last person in the bar had gone some distance away from the bar before he opened the car and got down from it. He walked inside the bar and saw Jack and the two guys sitting across one another. Harlan went to them and sat down beside Jack. The two guys were smoking heavily. Harlan wasn't going to mind that if it would make him get something about the Alberts to help in Wallace Stone's revenge.Harlan cleared his throat and folded his hands on the table."What is your name?" He asked the guy whose tooth had gone off earlier.The guy shrugged, "I don't think that matters..." But when he glanced at Jack, he shrugged again, "Simon is the name."Harlan glanced at the other guy, "you?""Andrew.""So the two of you have been working for the Alberts for twenty years?" Harlan asked even though he knew it wasn't necessary. He was just trying to get the guys to talk. Their