Descending the staircase, Jake had his phone close to his ear. “Hello, did you get what I asked for, Max?” he asked, immediately the call was picked up. “Yes sir, I did. I just got the result a few minutes ago” he answered.“Good, come over to my office in thirty minutes,” he said, entering the kitchen, opening the fridge, and pulling out a bottle of water. He turned back to look at Jackson who had just finished breakfast. “Are you ready, Jackson?” he asked while opening the bottle of water.; “Yes,” he nodded, getting off the stool he was sitting on. He picked up his backpack from the stool beside him and put it on. Jake grabbed his hand, and both of them walked outside, he pressed the car remote in his hand, and a black Porsche car made a beeping sound, the doors unlocking. He pulled the back door, open for Jackson who entered, while he pulled open the front door and entered, igniting the engine of his car. He drove out of his parking lot, heading into the asphalt, he drove Ja
There was a knock on the door causing the both of them to turn and face the direction, suddenly, a question surfacing on Jake’s mind. Who might that be? He isn’t expecting anyone today, not like he has any schedule, or did he have one that he might have forgotten?“Come in,” he said. The door was pushed open and his secretary walked in, she was clad in a white shirt and a tight black skirt that stopped at her mid-thigh, “Good day sir, I came to remind you of the meeting that you have with Mr. Sergio" she said, much to the surprise of Jake who did not know of this. "Meeting with Mr. Sergio?" Jake asked with a confused tone, racking his brain to come up with when he had made such a decision but he could not remember. "Yes sir, it was scheduled on the last time you came to the office. I had alerted you of his desire to see you and you told him to set up a meeting with you any day that would be to his convenience and I should let you know of the day immediately after he lets me know" s
“Well I take it that you are still new to this world and still a novice when it comes to certain issues, so let me explain a few things for you–”“Hold up” Jake held his hand up, cutting short his statement, “Since you will be enlightening me today, I have a lot of questions that I need answers to and unfortunately since my grandfather is not here, I will have to turn to you for certain answers,” he said, much to the amusement of the old man sitting across from him.“I will be happy to answer them,” he said, his lips stretching into a smile that brightened his facial features”“There is one thing that I am finding weird”“Which is?” Mr. George asked immediately, he was happy that the lad opposite him was finally opening up to him, he didn’t want this rare opportunity to slip out of his fingers.“Why is the chairman of a rivaling company lecturing another chairman instead of working towards the top like most of you ambitious men who think they are at the top of the world do?” he asked.
Immediately after Mr. George had left his office, he picked up his coat, slipping his hands inside them. He walked out of his office, turning to his secretary who was in front of his office, "I am heading out, cancel any other things that I am supposed to have for the rest of the day" he said to her. "Ok, sir" She nodded her head in compliance and went to work immediately. He walked to the elevators, he had a calm and gentle expression on his face.He took a look at the time on his wristwatch, he had promised his son he would come pick him up from school, it seemed he still had at least thirty minutes before they closed for the day. He had planned to use that opportunity to take a detour and get food from a nearby restaurant before reaching his school, so he wouldn't have to wait much before they closed. He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out his key fob, pressing a button on it that made his car beep, the door making an unlocking sound. He caught sight of a figure l
"So, what do you plan on doing?" Max asked. "Huh, what do you mean?" Jake turned to ask, with a puzzled expression on his face, his hands were buried in his pocket. "You called me a few hours ago to find the number of Detective Sarah and text her to meet you up here but you are keeping me in the loop as to why you said she should meet you here, is it something that I should be concerned with?" he asked, walking closer to him."Oh, you will know about it when she comes in" he replied, taking his eyes off him and back to the view of the city from the top of the building he was standing on. "Ah, still being secretive" Max muttered with a slight sigh escaping his lips. "Secretive?" Jake asked with a slight scoff, "If I was planning on being secretive, I would have ordered someone else to search for the number and see her privately by myself, or I would have just seen her privately without you being here" he said with a blank expression on his face. "Oh, that is another way to give me
"How do you plan on handling the superiors?" Max asked, watching the detective walk away."Blackmailing" he replied, slipping his hand back into his pocket. "There is one thing, that I need to be very sure about, Max" "Now you are scaring me with that serious tone that you are using" Max replied. "You will be by my side, no matter what, right?" he asked, turning to face him with a blank expression on his face. "Have I ever given you any reason to question my loyalty?" Max asked, wondering what had prompted him to ask that question. "No, but I am still asking this question because I might do crazy things to get those motherfuckers, that is the only way I can think of" "You don't have to worry, you will have me by your side always" Max replied, his voice filled with conviction. "Ok, that is great to hear then," Jake said, tapping him on his arm with a wide smile on his face. "It is almost time for a new day, it would be best if we go home now," Jake said, walking forward. "The n
"There are traumatic experiences, I just can't say them. I just can't find myself opening up, just like that" she said, burying her face into his palm, silent sobs escaping her lips. He pulled her into a hug, his hands wrapping around her neck, his left hand moved to her hair, patting it down slowly and softly. "I am sorry for breaking down like this" she muttered amidst her tears. "Shhh, it is fine" he whispered to her, after seeing that she had calmed down, he pulled out his arms from her and walked over to the ditch where he was seated. He pulled out his coat and slipped it on, picked up the glass of whiskey, drowning all the liquid content down his throat, "I will let you know when I have something I need you to do for me" he said to her. She stood up, about to leave, he placed his hand on her shoulder, stopping her, "You can make yourself at home, here" he said to her. She bit her lower lips, biting back the tears that were about to drop, and nodded her head. He moved clos
“Charlotte, to what do I owe the pleasure of you visiting me now?” the chief of police asked with a nervous chuckle escaping his lips, he relaxed back on the chair he was seated on, pulling on the strands of beards. "I only hope it is not what I am thinking though.“Oh, it’s nothing much, just a slight favor that I have to ask you,” she said, walking towards him inside the VIP room inside the club where she had agreed to meet him. She had chosen that location only because there was no way anyone would think that the reason for her entering that place was to see the chief of police, after all, it is a place meant for the rich people in the city.“A… a slight favor, it is very rare for you to ask of it, is it perhaps your father that had sent you to me today?” he asked nervously.“No,” she watched him breathe a sigh of relief and relax properly on the chair he was seated on, he looked more relaxed than he did, a couple of seconds before she gave him her answer. “Ok, then what brought