Jake walked over to his ringing phone and picked it up.He had a call and the name Dadris was flashing repeatedly on his phone. Jake sighed and took the cigarette he had in his mouth out.The heady feeling he had been basking in a mere moment ago was gone now and he felt annoyed.Couldn't he take one day off to enjoy himself? He had given them a simple task, even allocated a huge amount of money to make sure they did the job well. So what was so hard in shooting at a building that he still had to receive a call?Jake pressed the button to answer the call and put it on loudspeaker."Bosss, isss that you?"Dadris was still suffering from the effects of his cracked jaw. He now had this silly lilt to the way he spoke, dragging out the ssss with a lot of spittle in his mouth."Give the phone to someone who can speak well. I'm not in the mood to be annoyed."Jake felt a shiver run down his spine as his secretary took his hand and led him over to the bed. He had just come out of the showers
Lana Caswell was the wife of Jake Caswell.She was known for her good looks and top notch skill as an actress. She had starred in many movies both in Glover City and a number of international blockbusters, and she had married Jake out of obedience to her parent's wishesLana had grown up in Glover city herself and so had her parents. They were grimly determined to make sure that she had a say in the affairs of the city, and since the mayor's son was already married, they arranged a meeting for her and Jake, and subsequently they had arranged their marriage too.Jake had treated her like she was the world at first and for a moment Lana had actually thought that she would come to love him and build a family with him, but she knew better now and it hurt her that she did.It really hurt her.Lana looked around at the house. Her house.This was the house her parents had gifted her and Jake after their marriage. It would have gone to her brother, if he was still a part of the family and on
Con handed the rifle back to John and nodded at the HR manager. The man had a concerned look on his face.Some things just weren't making sense about this particular guard. A lot of things weren't making sense but he couldn't really point out what.John knew the day Con had been hired. He was the one who had hired Con himself. He had conducted an interview for him and the background info Con had given about himself wasn't anything out of the ordinary.His name was Constantine Easton. He was single and both his parents were deceased. He had some experience in the military and he was now living in the city. He wanted to become a security guard at Nurain.John had found that military experience a noteworthy enough subject to probe and he had inquired further about that from him, but the young man had only said it was nothing really, that he just helped his uncle who was in the military from time to time and that he also trained with them.John wouldn't have hired Con if not for the fact
Xavier couldn't believe his eyes. He had found his boss. The smile on his face was a weird one. It was one that was mixed with fear and happiness, and he felt like crying. This was his boss! The legendary God of Mercenary. Leader of the Teutonic knights. His boss was right here before his very eyes, and he was in a guard's uniform? Con on the other hand felt like spitting blood. To begin with, how had Xavier found him? He was using an old fashioned telephone and an article he had read once said signals from such phones were much harder to trace. And there was also the question of why had Xavier come to find him too? If it was anyone else, Con would have felt anger rushing through him at the fact that his orders had been disobeyed, but he never got angry at his men because they never disobeyed his orders. Their relationship was simple like that. For Xavier to be here, something had to have happened, or something was about to happen. Adeline and Jane passed inquisitive look
Con didn't tell Adeline anything more than he had already told and she didn't pull the trigger on him.He had seen her hands shaking slightly and he had heard her heart pounding in her chest. He could see tears shining in her bright brown eyes and he could see how much she was trying to hold herself together.He knew she had made a connection.Xavier and Mark had been good friends. There was every possibility that Mark had mentioned the silver haired man and there was every possibility that he hadn't.Con would have liked to believe he hadn't, if not for the question Adeline had asked him after she pointed the gun directly at his head.Adeline Highton wasn't foolish. Con knew a man that would have liked to think she was. His father would have thought she was foolish. Something about Adeline pointing a gun to his head made Con think of his mother, and of home.Not home but rather the house he spent a few years of his life in.His crew had been his home. They would always be his home
Jane let Con get off work early after the fitting.Con hadn't known that the female HR manager had actually arranged a suit fitting for him. He could have acted offended and accused Jane of thinking he was so poor that he didn't have a proper suit, but that would have been silly of him because he really didn't have a proper suit. He was piss poor, and he hadn't needed one up until this moment. Plus he knew that Jane just wanted him to look his best to the party, hence the fitting.Con walked home and ignored the car following him.He knew it would be Xavier's car but he wasn't ready to see him yet. He hadn't figured out a good enough punishment for the man. When he did, then maybe he would look Xavier's way, if only to deliver his punishment.To be honest Con wasn't really mad at him, at least not at the fact that Xavier had somehow found him after he had told the other man that he didn't want to be found. Con was actually happy to see that Xavier was doing well for himself.He lo
Turns out Aubrey hadn't been joking when she said hard work, and sadly for Con she hadn't meant it the way he had hoped she meant it either. The sound of cars and life drifted into Con's ears as the car drove into the parking lot of the Grand Oak hotel. Xavier was proving useful already. After his special class with Aubrey, Con had walked down the street and stopped at the black car a kilometer away. He gave a simple order. "Get me my suit." Xavier had returned with about twenty and each and every one of them looked like they would fit Con perfectly. He now had twenty high end tuxedos in his room and he didn't know what to do with them, Xavier was desperate for forgiveness, and he would get it at the right time. He had probably come with own issue, another issue that Con would need to solve. Con wasn't ready for that at the moment. He already had some he was trying to attend to. The car stopped and Xavier's face turned to meet his. Con smiled and nodded so Xavier would stop b
Soft music poured out of hidden speakers, and waiters milled around catering to the needs of the populace. The clinking of champagne flutes and the chatter of high end aristocrats poured into Con's ears and he groaned at the fact that he could hear everything so loudly.This party wasn't turning out the way he expected.Jane hadn't really filled him in on the details of the party and he hadn't really bothered to ask.That had been a mistake.This wasn't a party at all. It was a gathering of politicians and all the other people who knew those politicians. In essence, this hall was full of rich and greedy people who wouldn't stop looking at him and asking who his father was.Con tipped his champagne flute to his lips again and took a small sip.He didn't like the taste. Everything tasted sour tonight.Most of the women here looked at him like they would rather be somewhere else with him, and with how bored he was getting, Con felt he might just take one of them up on the offer.This p