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THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 21
ARTHUR'S HEAD WAS reeling as he saw the "rejected" and low whine of the paying machine. He glanced around to see if anybody else had noticed, luckily, the people around him, including Brandon Cole were more interested in their food. "Could you try it again?" He asked the waitress who sneered and swiped the card through the machine again. When it still blinked red and showed "rejected", she rolled her eyes. "It is still rejected, sir," She scoffed. "I will have to call the police to arrest you for attempted fr "What?" Arthur asked. "System, show me my status," he muttered. There was no answer from the system. Arthur cursed under his breath. So this was all a punishment from the system. He sighed and thought of what to do. He had some little cash at home. It was only bout 10,000 dollars but he wondered if the restaurant would allow him to leave without paying to get the money as if the money would even cover his bills. "Sir?" The waitress snapped. "Did you come here to eat on a s
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 22
THE RIDE BACK home was uneventful for Arthur. The pain in his abdomen had reduced, and the drugs were making him fall asleep. After a few minutes, the taxi pulled in front of Arthur's apartment. He paid his fare, gave the driver a tip, and then proceeded to walk into the house. He was startled to see a big figure seated on his couch. "Arthur!" The figure said, standing up and turning to face him. It was his stepbrother. "Liam," Arthur replied sourly. "I was starting to think when you would be back," Liam said cheerily. "Where did you go?"Arthur ignored the question and instead, said, "You have to stop breaking into my house like this," Arthur walked across the room and sat down on a chair. "What?" Liam laughed easily. "It's not breaking in if the door wasn't locked," He said. Arthur yawned. All he wanted to do now was to go back to bed and sleep off the pain. "What are you doing here?" Arthur asked. Liam shrugged. "You know, I was in this part of the country and decided to hop
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 23
"THE TREASURY DEPARTMENT?" Arthur asked. "What for?" "You are a suspected criminal," the manager said slyly. "They are the ones that handle things like that." "I am not a criminal, my money is locked," Arthur argued. "You have no proof that the money is yours," The manager said. "It could be the money of some poor bloke in another city, maybe Texas, that you have scammed and taken his money." "What are you talking about?" Arthur was lost. "Or," the manager brought his index finger to his temple. "It could be the money gotten from selling arms or drugs like cocaine." Arthur kept quiet and just stared at the man. "The treasury department doesn't take it easy with men like that." The manager said. "Who knows what they would do to you? Maybe ship you off to a remote island prison in Siberia or Russia." Arthur pinned the man with a steady stare. "So what do you want to do?""I am supposed to do my normal duty and call the government officials to take you away," the manager said. Hi
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 24
THE TAXI ROCKED gently on its springs as it came to a stop in front of Arthur's house. He took one glance at it and was immediately tempted to spend half of the money in his account on acquiring a new house in a better environment. Maybe Beverly Hills. That was where many millionaires lived. But he shook his head and got into his small sitting room. At least he had a roof over his head and a place to sleep at night. And electricity, and running water, so he decided that he was good for now.He took a quick shower and dressed up in an expensive t-shirt, chinos trousers, and one of his shiny sneakers. He looked like he was going to party instead of going for a business deal. He styled his hair gently and picked his sunshade before walking out. 30 minutes later, he was in Le Savoureaux restaurant. The nice waiter who had welcomed him that morning recognized and welcomed him again. "Bonsoir, monsieur," The waiter greeted in French. "Would you like to have your seat and order something?
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 25
HE TOOK OUT his phone from his pocket and searched for a shop of automobiles around the area. There was one, not too far away from where they were, so he read out the address to the taxi driver who nodded and headed in that direction. They pulled over to a large shop with neon signs overhead. The neon lights were not turned on because it wasn't night. There was a massive showroom in front of the shop, and in the showroom were exotic looking cars from the biggest brands from all over the world. He spotted the latest BMW, Mercedes Benz, and Ford. They were all sparkling and shining under the room light. They gleamed and looked very expensive. But suddenly, Arthur was pensive about going into the shop, he looked around, and just beside the car shop, there was a mechanic's shop. It was also large, but not as large as the car shop. There was a man crouched in front of the mechanic's shop. He wore a black bandana around his hair, but a ponytail hung out the back. He wore very black glas
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 26
THE MEN HAD their mouths hanging open for almost a minute. Arthur raised an eyebrow at them. Mr. Lambert had to intervene. "Uh, Mr. Arthur, these men are from ECCLOSIS money loaning company," Mr. Lambert said. "We owe them and they're here to pressure me." He added solemnly. "This is Mr. Frank and this is Mr. Dunk," he introduced the men.At the sound of their names, they regained their composure and sat up. The one called Frank cleared his throat in an attempt to get back his dignity. He reached into a briefcase and brought out a thick file. He dripped it heavily on the table. Then he stared at Arthur who had a smug smile on his face. "So the restaurant owes you," Arthur asked. It was more of a statement though. but the men nodded in agreement. "Give me a rundown of the debt," Arthur said. The one called Frank cleared his throat again and opened the file. "Mr. Lambert, owner of Le Savoureaux resta – uh, former owner of Le Savoureux restaurant – came to our company and took a loa
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 27
ARTHUR CRUISED THE city for almost an hour. He enjoyed the feeling of the breeze rushing past him and the low vibration from the bike's engine. Traffic was light but he screeched to a stop at a red light. "300,000 dollars," He muttered to himself as he or a leg down for stability as he waited for the light to change to green. "How do I spend that? It is not enough for a new apartment. I know most houses in Beverly Hills cost about 10 million dollars. Should I go shopping? Maybe get some formal clothes and shoes... like a designer suit." He thought to himself, but he knew he was going to need some of those types of clothes but he was not ready to buy them now. Another bike, a bit smaller than his pulled up beside him. They glanced at each other and gave a slight nod of acknowledgment. "Or maybe I should be wise and go buy some stocks from a big company," He muttered. "Oi!" The biker beside him called to get his attention. He turned and looked at the biker. He could not tell if it
THE URBAN PHOENIX: Arthur Salvatore's rise from the ashes. CHAPTER 28
ARTHUR SAT ON a stool, waiting for his boss, Ethan to arrive and assign him to a post. There were other colleagues in the locker room, they were all bigger and more muscular than Arthur. They were talking amongst themselves while changing into their blackshirt and boots. Arthur sat alone, minding his business. He had almost called in sick, because of his liver issues, but he admitted to himself that he was feeling better. A big shadow fell over him, "You're the new kid, right?" A deep bass voice spoke. The whole room fell silent and all the men turned to look at Arthur. Arthur looked up at a tough-looking man. He nodded and stood up defiantly. If this man wanted to cause trouble, he wanted to be ready. "Ethan giving you some issues?" The man asked. Arthur shrugged. "He's the boss. Bosses always give issues," Arthur muttered. The man guffawed and turned to the men around, "I like this one," He said, still laughing. "He's small but tough." Small? Arthur wanted to ask. He had bulk
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