The crowd was baffled, the manager of the Aurum mall was known to be a very prideful man so seeing such a man bow his head so willingly in public to a man dressed up like a beggar shocked everyone. They began to gossip amongst themselves as they were curious about Alexander’s identity.“Unbelievable, manager Williams bowed to someone? Who is this man?” A passer by whispered “I don’t know why he would do that, he’s dressed like a beggar from the streets. What is the manager thinking?” Another one said curiously “He must be some sort of powerful man playing a prank, there’s no way the manager would show a wretched man this level of respect.” Another passerby said.The crowd continued to mummer as they tried to decipher Alexander’s true identity.“Rise manager Williams, it’s not your fault. I will overlook the disrespect.” Alexander said to Williams who was still bowing.“Thank you, young master.” The old man said gratefully as he rose. He gestured for the crowd to disperse leavin
The door busted open and the fat woman came rushing in breathing heavily. She looked around the room and she saw Alexander and she immediately lunged at him while procuring a knife from her back pocket. Her intentions were very clear: she wanted to stab Alexander. Alexander was too stunned to move as he never expected for any of this to happen, how did she even get back inside? Alexander thought as he barely dodged the first thrust that came at him. His reflexes were his savior this time. “Are you mad Doris?” Williams screamed as he rushed towards Alexander checking whether he had been injured, Thomas rushed to check on Alexander too to make sure he was alright. “I’m fine guys, I’m fine.” Alexander assured them as he got up from the ground and patted the dust from his body. He eyed the fat woman as she began to circle around them like a predator. The two security guards tasked with taking Doris out of the mall rushed in with visible knife wounds in their body, they were horr
After about 40 minutes, they arrived at the slums. The slums of the Veridian city was a place for the poor and wretched. The buildings were all worn out with holes in the roofs and pipes leaking out of some drainage pipes. The air was thick with stench of the refuse dumped on the sides of the streets, Thomas couldn’t bear the smell and he had to cover his nose with a handkerchief sprayed with an expensive cologne, Alexander however wasn’t bothered as he had long gotten used to the foul smell. The slums seemed a little darker as fumes rose into the air shielding some part of the slums from sunlight and giving it a grim vibe. The passerby’s watched the expensive car enter their side of town with confusion and desire in their eyes. They were curious about the occupant of the Bugatti and they continued watching the car make its way to an old house. The house was a small self-contain flat with rusted sheets of metal that acted as the roof, the once brightly painted walls hung limp, r
“Can your old bones keep up, Thomas?” Alexander asked Thomas as he geared himself up for the fight.“You underestimate me, young master,” Thomas chuckled as he flexed his muscles. He looked around on the floor and found a stick heavy enough to cause a significant amount of damage, and he picked it up and held it in his grasp.Blake's thugs lunged for both Alexander and Thomas with their knives gleaming wickedly. However, they weren't afraid. In fact, they let out a wicked smirk, and before they could fully launch their attack, Alexander moved first.He pivoted on the balls of his feet like a predator sizing up his prey, and years of honing his instincts in the unforgiving slums finally kicked in. Thomas mirrored Alexander's agility as he folded the sleeves of his shirt and lunged for the thug in his sights.The first thug charged in with a roar as he swung his knife in a wide arc, but Alexander anticipated this. He ducked low, and the blade whistled harmlessly above his head. With coi
“And we are back home,” Thomas announced as the Bugatti W16 Mistral roared to a halt on the sweeping driveway of the Knight Villa. It was evening time in the heights, and it took quite a while for them to get back to the Villa from the slums.Alexander heaved a sigh of exhaustion. Today was a lot. He had gone shopping, he had been attacked by a crazy fat lady, and fought off thugs while being dressed in very expensive clothes. His day looked like a scene cut out of a movie.“Are you exhausted, young master?” Thomas asked with concern.“Considering the day we just had, I'm surprised you're not as exhausted as I am,” Alexander chuckled as he removed the key of the car and handed it to Thomas.“It seems we would need to work on your exercise routine,” Thomas replied with a smile as he alighted from the car. He signaled a nearby guard with a curt nod, and the young man, dressed in crisp black uniform, came to attention.“Take the car around to the undergoing garage, Henry, and please be c
It was nine o’clock at night but the bustling streets of Veridian were still very much alive highlighting a very vibrant nightlife. The slums of Veridian was the place where night life in the city peaked as booze, sex, partying and the occasional robbing was a common sight at night.” Amidst the buzz, a delivery truck pulled over at a nightclub and the driver alighted from the vehicle. He circled to the back of the truck, carried crates of drinks and proceeded to enter the club. After navigating his way through the mesh of dancing bodies; he made his way to the bar with the crates in tow. “Blake, I’ve got the drinks. Were you at?” The driver whose name was Alexander shouted, trying to call out the bar attendant. “I’m here I’m here you can stop screaming already” Blake stumbled from the corner. Alexander only had to look at the man and he knew he was drunk. “Drinking on the job Blake?” Alexander asked with a small smirk on his face. “Shut up Knightdale. Take the crates to th
After 20 minutes of driving, Alexander pulled up at Ethan’s home eager to unwind and relax after the events of the day. Just as he was about to get down from the car, he noticed the front door of Ethan’s home wide open. His eyes went wild with panic as he remembered Ethan had never been one to be this careless. He immediately began to dial Ethan’s number and it rang with no response. Instincts kicked in, Alexander took another bottle of alcohol, wielded it like a weapon and began to make his way into the house. He stealthily entered the house and he began to hear the sounds of commotion upstairs. Making his way upstairs, he stayed hidden as he traced the sound of the commotion to a room and he was immediately overcome with panic by the scene before him. Three men were standing in the room with weapons; Ethan was tied to a chair with his hands tied behind him and he was injured severely throughout his body with blood gushing out of his wounds like a broken dam. One of the men
“How could it cost so much?” Alexander gasped in horror as he heard the price of the surgery. He knew fully well he would never be able to raise that amount of money in a short period of time. He began to think of his options before he finally got an idea. “I would suggest you hurry Mr. Alexander, your friend doesn't have much time.” The doctor interrupted Alexander’s thoughts “Please doctor, stabilize him. I think I know where I can get the surgery fee. Can I drop my number so you can update me on his condition?” Alexander asked worriedly.“No problem, but make haste. I doubt he has much time.” The doctor left a final warning and cut the call. Alexander dropped his cell number with the doctor and rushed out of the hospital; he entered his truck and as he started the engine, his cell phone began to ring. Annoyed he checked the caller ID and swore under his breath when he saw his boss on the line. He picked up the phone and he was immediately bombarded with questions by an angry