The Apparel Store

Chapter Five

A convoy of three ‘Milano Fenice Ghost Diva’ Rolls Royce arrived at A.S Apparel store, later in the afternoon that day.

Men in sleek black suits with aviator sunglasses on emerged from the cars, they scanned around the whole premises like they were looking for a needle in a haystack, before one of them grabbed the golden handle of the middle car door and pulled it open.

A black expensive alligator shoe slowly kissed the floor as a man in navy blue suit stepped out from the car. Who else but Gibson’s own grandson, August Steve.

Of course, he was not comfortable in the ensemble; this was the first time he was wearing a suit and a descent shoe in his life. At last, the weathered sneakers were finally free of him, after it two years of intensive service.

The other men stood guard as Mr Kane followed him into the store. As they approached the door, Mr Kane’s phone chimed and he quickly reached for it.

“Am sorry young master, I have to take this. Please go on without me, I will