“So, boy. Here's the thing: we need you to hack a system for us. We are without our agent at the moment and I heard that you are a formidable hacker.” Gideon said as he popped a piece of gum into his mouth. He didn't smoke, never had, but when he got too nervous, he liked to chew gum.The boy adjusted his glasses again and looked at Gideon, still amazed.“Yeah… Is this some kind of test?” he asked and Gideon rolled his eyes."I'm not a cop trying to catch you with your hand in the cruse." Gideon sighed. “I need you to get into that system. I need to know if a person is still alive.”“Look, then I think you should go to the police. I am not…"“Enough with the small talk, boy!” Gideon said and approached the boy, who took a few steps back until he bumped into a trash can in the street and almost fell with it. But Gideon caught him by the collar of his shirt. "I need it now. I will pay you well for this.”Peter remembered the wad of cash his father was given and didn't doubt that the man
Peter was very competent at what he did and Gideon was thoughtful as he watched the boy working on what he had been asked to do.'If he had had more opportunities, maybe today he would be much better off in life', he thought and looked at Brandon, who didn't take his eyes off Peter.Brandon was worried. He knew that if he didn't hear from the Clan, he would be forced to travel, but without being sure about Krasner’s death, he couldn't afford that luxury. He would be risky and falling again from the mad doctor's hands would be certain death.It wasn't that Brandon feared dying. No, he was not afraid of death. Not when it came to himself. But if he was captured and killed, Gideon and Lucy would be after him for sure and they would most likely suffer the same fate. And that Brandon could never risk."I got it!" Peter announced and started rummaging around. “Their initial system is rudimentary, but despite that, it's all well done and protected. Afterwards, the bastards managed to put up
After Peter was dropped off at a house with Ashford security, Gideon went to the hospital to visit Wanda. Her father was there and when Matteo saw his future son-in-law, he decided to talk to him."Ah, Friedrich, can we have a word before you go into Wanda's room?"“Yes, of course, Mr Grayson.” He answered and the two sat on some benches farther away, where there were no people around.“I'll be direct, okay? Wanda and you… Are you really going to get married? I mean, are you a real couple?”Matteo Grayson's question made Gideon frown. He didn't understand why that man decided to ask him something like that.“Yes, we’re going to get married. And yes, we are a real couple. Wanda is the woman of my life, Mr Grayson.”“It's just… She came up with these questions about me forcing her to marry another man if she didn't marry you. I know you've been through the odds and ends, but did anything else happen? Something I don't know about?""No. Wanda is the love of my life, the woman I want to s
“That’s for you to learn your place! Got me?” Kayle Jamerson said, while kicking Brandon, who was on the ground. Kayle bent down and grabbed the poor young man off the ground by the hair, to make him lift his head and look at him. “You answer me when I talk to you, shithead!” He pushed Brandon hard on the ground and motioned with his head for the others to finish the job, while he stepped aside and lit a cigarette. While the others kicked, punched and laughed at Brandon, Kayle felt his chest warmer. He hated to be second place, and if that stupid boy thught he could humiliate the great Kayle Jamerson like that, he was damn wrong!When they were satisfied, Kayle and his gang left, laughing, while Brandon was scattered on the floor, bleeding from the cuts in his face and all his body hurt. That was not the first beating he received from Kayle and the others, but that time they hit him really badly. ‘I have to get up…’, he told himself. And that was not just about his honor, but becaus
Already on his way to Bloomington, Brandon was happier than any other moment in his life. He was admitted to more than one university, but he opted for the program at Illinois Wesleyan University, a very nice place to live, a small city and the most important: far from Helena, Montana. After he made himself home, he had a good night of sleep. By morning, he woke up feeling happy, full of energy, even if his body was still recovering from the beating two days earlier. Maybe in Bloomington, Brandon ws about to get his fortune.During his first class, he was just sitting there, waiting for the professor. He got used to being alone, no one wanted to sit with him in high school.But today, a pretty girl came into the classroom, she looked around and chose to sit beside Brandon.“Hi, My name is Erika. Nice to meet you!” The girl greeted Brandon, which made him very nervous.“H..Hi, I’m Brandon.” He replied.Looking at the nervous boy, the girl smiled.“Could you tell me about this lesson?
Kayle. Kayle Jarmerson, with all his almost 6.5’ height, muscled arms, dirty blond hair and malicious icy blue eyes, was there, inside the room, holding a camera and his friends were just behind him. Brandon could only think about Erika, but all his worries vanished in the next moment, because she left the bathroom and was held by Kayle, who kissed her. “Did you really think she would want you? She is my girlfriend, you idiot!” Kayle asked, full of venom in his words. “Let’s show the world what Mr. Brandon Ashford’s incredible body!” Everybody, except Brandon, started to laugh. He cast a glance at Erika and she was not the same person from minutes before!Brandon was not too skinny, but he was not too muscled, either. His body was full of bruises, given by none other than Kayle and his friends. “What are you doing here? Why are you here?” Brandon ended up asking. He thought his life was going to change, once he was far from those bullies who made his life a living hell since he was
“Do you really think we’ll fall for it, Brandon?” Kayle sneered. He looked at the others who were getting up from the floor and they all started to nodd. “My dad is rich and you, shit head, is a good-for-nothing beggar!”Brandon remained silent, just watching while his butler worked on the phone. He was just staring, serious, and his expression was blank. Erika, who was still by Kayle’s side and watched the whole thing, was now observing Brandon a bit better. She had just played her role as Kayle asked and, in fact, she had not looked at the man near her. But now she could see how handsome he was. And of course, his kiss was great, although she could never admit it. “Kayle’s father will end you!” One of the bullies said. “Not only you, Brandon, but those clowns, too!” “Yeah, he will. Nobody touches me and lives another day!” Kayle smirke, nodding. “All done, sir. The information is gathered.” The old man said in a very polite and professional way. Then, turning to Kayle, he contin
The next day arrived and Brandon acted as if nothing happened. He got up, took his shower, put his clothes on and after having his bag on his shoulder, he left for classes. His butler had called a few more times, but he was not in the mood to answer just to dismiss the man. While he was walking inside the campus, he noticed that a few people were looking at him and he frowned a bit, but thought that was nothing, after all, except from Kayle and his friends, he was not known. “Sexy abs, huh?” Brandon heard someone say, but he didn’t think the person was talking to him and kept walking to his classroom. “Damn skinny. He should eat more.”“At least he seems to be quite big down there.”“Gross! Don’t talk about it… his body is not nice…And he is weird. A loser.”Now, Brandon was sure they were talking about him. Not that he really cared about what others thought or said about him, but in some way, it disappointed him. Going to college should have been a new start, a new life, but no. I