“Your Grandfather will die.”
Griffti held his breath for a second. There was a gnawing silence between him and Gaston. And even if there were sounds of wind gushing and murmuring words, they were muted down.
The two of them looked at each other for long seconds, until Griffti detached his lips.
“Is he… sick?”
“No,” Gaston replied.
“If he’s not sick, then why are you telling me that he’s going to die?”
Because Gaston came from the future.
It was hard to find evidence of a murder that hadn’t happened yet. Therefore, telling Griffti that he came from the future is the only explanation Gaston has as of now.
But will Griffti believe him?
Gaston took a deep breath.
His secret is not something that is easy to share. Not candy, juice or chips which are easy to digest. Anyone who hears this might think that he’s losing his mind.
‘However, the time limit is short,’ Gaston thought. He gathered his courage and opened his lips again.
Then he said, “There is someone aiming for the Chairman’s life. I came here to ask for your help.”
“Who…”
The second Gaston lifted his head, Griffti headed near him with his cold gray eyes. Fury flickered in his gaze.
“Who is that person? The one threatening Grandpa’s life.”
That…
‘I don’t know that yet,’ Gaston answered inside his head.
He didn’t have enough time to investigate the case since he was locked inside the jail as the murderer. That’s why he needs Griffti’s help. If there’s someone who truly cares for the Chairman, then that is his first grandson.
Gaston knew that because he heard this from the old maid in the mansion. The old maid said that Griffti was close to Harold. But after Griffti’s dad died, he was sent to New York alone.
No one knows the reason except Harold.
“Why can’t you answer my question?” Griffti asked through his clenched teeth. “You’ve been blabbering your mouth nonstop. But now, you’re playing the silent game.”
“It is because I am wondering if you’re open-minded enough to believe me,” Gaston replied.
“I hate people who beat around the bush.”
Gaston looked around the VVIP lounge. Putting his hands inside his pocket, he said, “I don’t think this is the right place to explain everything. But it will be hard to meet you again, given that you shooed me away this morning.”
Getting annoyed, Griffti uttered with demanding voice, “Will you just say it for Pete’s sake?”
“I came from the future.”
Griffti’s eyes did not blink. His lips slightly hung open as he questioned the sanity of the person standing before him.
“That’s why I said this is not the perfect place to explain it. Because if someone heard me, he might think that I am losing a screw in my head.”
“And that ‘someone’ might be me. Right?” Griffti asked while frowning.
Gaston nodded his head while heaving a sigh. He mumbled, “Ahuh. Maybe. I’ll take that as your indirect way of saying that I am crazy.”
“Hah,” Griffti scoffed before he shook his head. “I can’t believe I wasted my time listening to your nonsense words.”
“I am sorry but…” Gaston leaned closer. He placed his lips near Griffti's ears and whispered, “I am not joking. I would never make a joke when lives are on the line.”
Griffti felt the gravity in Gaston’s words. His tone, stare, everything, they have weight on it.
‘But time travel? Is that even possible?’ Griffti asked in his head.
In the end, Griffti could not convince himself to buy this. He stepped backward, glared at Gaston while murmuring, “Damn it.”
Then he exited the balcony.
Gaston watched his back fade before he went right on his tail. He expected this kind of reaction from Griffti. So, he prepared what to do just in case.
“Tomorrow!” Gaston shouted.
Everyone inside the bar looked at him.
“Argentina will win the World cup!”
Griffti stopped walking. He was an avid fan of soccer, and he watched this year’s FIFA World Cup. Tomorrow will be the finals between France and Argentina.
The people who also heard Gaston began to laugh. They thought they were hearing friends talking their bet about the game.
Griffti looked back at him.
“Argentina will win against France. The score of the final game will be 3-3, but Argentina will win with 4-2 in penalty kicks. Then, the star player, Messi, will announce his retirement,” Gaston said.
Gasps echoed inside the quiet bar. Lionel Messi has won the Ballon D'Or, the annual award given to the best footballer. The retirement of a player like him would shake the fans worldwide.
“Excuse me,” a random guy spoke to Gaston. “Did you say that Messi will retire? Is that for real?”
Gaston looked at the guy and answered him while shrugging his shoulders. “I am afraid it is the truth.”
“But there was no news about his retirement as of now,” someone, who checked the internet, said.
“Yes. Because it will happen tomorrow,” Gaston answered, which made others shake their heads and laugh.
Some even gestured that Gaston is crazy. However, Gaston does not care whether these random people would believe him or not. There is only one person who he had to convince.
Gaston cut the gap between him and Griffti while he got his contact card inside his suit pocket. He stopped next to him and said, “’There is nothing left’” he whispered. “This is what Messi will say during his winning speech. If everything I said happened tomorrow, then you will know that I am not joking.”
He placed the card on the table and left first.
Griffti stared at the card and scowled.
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Griffti was sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand. He does not usually drink, but today is an exemption.
The finals of the FIFA World Cup began.
As of now, the score was 2-1, favored by Argentina.
Gaston said that Argentina would win with a 3-3 score, and Messi will announce his retirement after winning the game.
For others, this game is just a matter of pride between two countries. Argentina who won 7 times, and the 60th team of France who wanted to snatch back the trophy. But for Griffti this game means a lot.
‘If everything he said turned out real, then it would not be a simple matter,’ Griffti said to himself before taking a sip on his beer.
The game continued with extra minutes. Until the 80th minute, France barely fired a shot in anger resulting in a 2-2 score.
Griffti’s hand on the beer tightened while watching. He gulped hard as he watched intently.
‘It’s still a coincidence. There’s no way it is true,’ he thought.
Suddenly, Argentina swept a brilliant volley resulting 3-2 of the score. Not long after, France caught up making a tie of 3-3. Then, there were penalty kicks when the player Nicolas Otamendi tripped Randal Kolo Muani and Mhanne.
Griffti stood up while watching.
This is it.
If Argentina won the penalty kick with 4-2, then Gaston is right.
Everyone in the stadium was so nervous, as well as Griffti.
When the referee blew his whistle and the player kicked the ball, Griffti held his breath. It was as if everything turned into slow motion.
The ball went into the net.
Loud cheers echoed.
Argentina won the FIFA World Cup defeating France in penalty kicks with the most dramatic matches in the history of the sport. After a 3-3 tie through extra time, Argentina won 4-2 in penalty kicks.
The exact result Gaston told Griffti.
Unable to utter a thing, Griffti stayed in his place with mouth wide open. He could not believe this. He was so shocked that the information clogged inside his brain.
‘Did he… really see the future?’ Griffti asked.
He looked back at the television and watched Messi’s winning speech.
[“I feel very happy to be able to achieve this, to finish my World Cup journey by playing my last game in a final. It's many years for the next one and I don't think I'll be able to do it. And to finish like this, it's the best.”]
“There is nothing left,” Griffti murmured.
Seconds later, Messi murmured the same thing.
[“THERE IS NOTHING LEFT.”]
Even the words that Messi would say, Gaston foretold it.
The articles of Argentina’s victory and Messi’s retirement went all over the internet.
And all night, Griffti stayed seated while looking at the contact card Gaston gave to him.
The next morning, Gaston received a text from an anonymous number.
[“Meet me.”]
Walking in the Time Square in New York, Gaston saw many hotels and theaters. Despite the street’s large size, it was crowded with cars and people. Gaston really felt the fast life in this place, which was famous as the City that never sleeps. When he looked up, he saw signboards that advertise products and a TV screen which showed news about the recent Championship in the Fifa World Cup. As he looked down, the people who were walking with him on the pedestrian lane were browsing on their phones and reading news about Messi’s retirement. Not everyone was interested in the World Cup. But the majority were. ‘That’s why he has no choice but to believe in me,’ Gaston thought. This early morning, he received a text from the Chairman’s first grandson. Griffti asked Gaston to meet him today and sent the location too. Gaston agreed. But before that, Gaston needs to go somewhere first. It’s almost a week, yet he hasn’t found his father, John Hopkins. He went to John’s favorite restaurant
Griffti went to the park and sat on the bench. He stared at the large space then the inspiration came flooding inside his mind. He moved his hand and started drawing on his sketchbook. After some minutes, he finished drawing his park plan using his imagination. Griffti stared at his artwork with a proud smile. Looking at this is enough. He has no plan in using his talent to achieve more than this. Because he knows that with his mental illness, he does not deserve any of his professors' compliments. Sighing, Griffti enjoyed the breeze while sitting on the bench. He will meet Gaston later and talk about things that kept him awake all night. ‘Can he really tell the future?’ Griffti wondered. The result of the Fifa World Cup is one of his pieces of evidence. But Griffti needs to clarify more things. ‘Who knows. Maybe he’s friends with the Argentina National Team,’ Griffti said. “No,” he disagreed with his own idea. “Even though he has a connection with them, there’s no way to ma
After meeting with the Heydiko Project’s contractor, Griffti went to the cafe where he promised to meet Griffti. When he arrived at the cafe, he sat down and waited. Gaston ordered a glass of lemonade and drank it while waiting. “I am sure he will ask me more about my ability to see the future,” Gaston murmured before taking another sip. With those in mind, he prepared some things to say so that Griffti would be convinced that he’s telling the truth. Then, the logo of the mall caught Gaston’s attention. “H&Bert,” he read. ‘Why does it sound familiar to me?’ Gaston wondered. He was so certain that this is the first time he visited this mall. But oddly, the name of the man sounds so familiar to him. ‘I think I heard this mall’s name a long time ago.’ He dug into his memories. With much effort, Gaston recalled an event. After Chairman Harold offered Gaston to manage the Hamington for a while, Gaston declined the offer. As a result, the Chairman’s son, Sonny, became the temporar
Krrrks. Another small cement crack fell down in the center of the four. Griffti and the two guards looked at the man who gave them the warning. They really thought he’s only losing a few screws on his head. “I told you! Get everyone out of here!” Gaston shouted. Seeing the catastrophe that was bound to happen, the guards knew they had to inform the mall’s management as soon as possible. They don’t have the time to idle and wonder how a man guessed what is about to happen. Hundreds of lives are at stake! One guard informed the management and the other ran to call the other crew. Griffti stood blankly at the situation. ‘This is impossible.’ He couldn’t believe that Gaston’s guess might come true. No matter how knowledgeable someone is in building infrastructure, it is impossible to guess beforehand that the building will collapse. Unless you know it in advance. [“Everyone in the mall. This is an emergency. All people, including the employees and staff should leave the plac
Gaston felt the pain all over his body, especially his foot. Groaning, he forced his eyes open only to see nothing but pitch of darkness. “Ugh! Ugh!” he coughed after inhaling the dusty air. He turned around, adjusting in the dark. He tried to move but his foot ached so he stayed on his seat. Groping around he touched the cold rock and cement. Behind him, there was a metallic smooth object. Amidst the dark, Gaston focused on finding the man whom he last saw before losing his consciousness. “Griffti! Are you there?!” His voice only echoed. No one answered his call. He opened his mouth again and shouted, “Hey! Griffti! Grif.. Ugh!” The dust went inside his mouth and his throat felt so dry and itchy. Still, he desperately call for the Chairman’s grandson even though he felt like blood would come out from his mouth. “Griffti!” “Damn. You are so noisy.” Gaston ceased when he finally heard someone reply to him. He sighed in relief. “You’re alive?!” Gaston asked. “No. I am a gho
“The prosecution demanded us to cooperate with the investigation. I am afraid to say that we need to halt the Heydiko project, Sir Hopkins.” John Hopkins, the owner of the Hopkins corporation, looked at his secretary. There was a perturbed expression on his face as he listened to the bad news. Not long ago, the J&F company on which the Heydiko Project signed with, was involved in a drug scandal with Senator Frederiko. The senator stands at the opposing party of the President, which made it hard for him to clear his name because the President’s side were determined to reveal his corruption and illegal activities. Of course the Hopkins construction company is innocent. But because they signed a contract with the J&F company, the prosecution wanted to investigate them. John sighed. He could not believe that signing with J&F would cost them a lot. Many will lose their current jobs and Hopkins has to pay for the loss since they need to extend the contracts to other partnered companies.
At the airport the tiles under foot gleamed white and everywhere, people milled around. Several men in black with earpieces on their ears, were seen moving up to the second floor, riding the glass elevator which leads to the upper floor where only VIP’s are allowed. They were on their way to guard and welcome the first grandson of the Chairman. After many years, the grandson of the billionaire will come back home, and therefore, Harold wanted to welcome him in the most extravagant way. From the earpieces on their ears, the guard heard that the plane from New York had landed. They formed in line, not taking their eyes off the automatic glass door. Soon, it opened. Gaston and Griffti exited the glass door together. As they stepped out, loud voices echoed in the space. “Welcome back!” the men in black enthusiastically greeted the three with bows. The two men who are really important in Harold’s life, looked at the men before them. Griftti looked around the airport and breathed the
On the way back to the mansion, Gaston and Griffti rode in a long black limousine. It is a large luxurious chauffeur-driven sedan that has a glass partition separating the driver’s seat from the passenger compartment. They can enjoy the luxury inside the large car but the two of them were all quiet all throughout the ride. Sitting inside the limo, Griffti sat on the left, while Gaston was on the right. They are both tired from the journey. Soon. The limo stopped and the door opened. Griffti opened his eyes. Gaston sat straight. They hopped out of the car and walked inside the mansion. Maids, who were excited to see Griffti , lined up and bowed their heads as the walk inside. No one among the servants cared about Gaston, who they considered as the little dog in the house. And so when the two men entered, all girls only took a peek to the handsome guy with Greek God like features. Griffti’s gray eyes are sharp and cold, as if he’s a prince from the Northern region. He has a majesti
January 3, 2024. The World Health Organization declared that the Covid-19 pandemic, who claimed millions of lives over the past year, is no longer a global health emergency. Thanks to Dr. Yuhana’s research and the cure that Hamington and Hopkin’s Medical Research Corporation revealed. “Dr. Yuhana is there!” “Quick!” When Yuhana walked out of the Medical Research building, many reporters waited for her outside. They were all eager to get an interview to the doctor who invented the medicine that saved millions of people around the glove. Wearing her white doctor’s gown, Yuhana looked at the reporters, which were blocked but the Corporation’s guards. “Dr. Yuhana! How did you come up with the medicine?” “It is true that you and the two corporation foresaw the virus and created the cure before it appeared?” “You created the medicine against a deadly virus within a year! Any thoughts?” “Dr. Yuhana, please answer the question?!” Smiling, Yuhana opened her lips, and everyone shut th
A deadly virus from an animal affected of SARS and MERS will kill million of people starting from December of 2022. Dr. Yuhan, who heard it, could hardly believe what she just heard. “He’s insane. It is impossible to guess a virus that hasn’t arrived yet,” she mumbled before she heard a kid groaning in pain. Yuhan quickly moved up and examined the kid. "Tumbo lako vipi?" (How's your stomach?) she asked to a kid who showed symptoms of the Waterborne disease. "Inauma," (It hurts) he said while pressing his stomach. The only treatment for this is drinking plenty of safe water, rest, and take over-the-counter diarrheal medication. But... "Una maji, daktari?" (do you have some water, doctor?) he asked with teary eyes. ‘What should I do? I didn't get any today,’ Yuhana worried. "Where should I get some water?" she murmured as she tied her hair up. "Excuse me," a voice called her. When she tilted his head, she saw Gaston. "Do you need some help?" Since the day Gaston came there,
With approximately 30.37 million km2 area, Gaston arrived at the second largest continent in the world – Africa. Gaston saw the breathtaking natural landscapes, rich cultural diversity, and wildlife safaris. Although he was amazed at the country’s beauty, he was aware that he didn’t come here just to take a vacation. Upon his research, Dr. Yuhan was sent to Democratic Republic of the Congo, Maneima to do a research about the waterborne disease around the town. Enduring the very hot weather, Gaston went to the Maneima to find the doctor. He didn’t take his guards with him, as he doesn’t want to appear like a super rich person. Instead, he only too Secretary Lanceil with him. “Are we there yet?” Secretary Lanceil asked to Gaston. Gaston looked back and saw his secretary catching his breath. He wanted to laugh at him. “That’s why I told you that you didn’t need to come with me,” Gaston said while walking. “How can I do that, Sir? You are my boss,” Lanceil answered. Not long after
By 31 December 2022, the World Health Organization will inform the world about the cases of pneumonia in Wuhan City, Province of China. It will be the start of the pandemic virus named Covid-19. Gaston cannot stop a virus from spreading. But he found out a way to minimize the casualties it would result. And also, things to do to maintain the economy growth of the world. That was the reason why he offered Griffti to run a huge Medical project with him before November ends. ‘With Hamington’s construction’s ability, it is possible,’ Griffti thought. “But I don’t know why he suddenly thought of that,” he added. Gaston helped him and the Hopkins to grow because he saw the future six months before he died in the past. But now, Gaston has no idea about what will happen in the next months and years. “Gaston is crazy,” Edgar said. Sitting inside the Hour Investment Company, which became their hangout place, Griffti looked at Edgar. “Did Gaston come to you and ask you to do things al
November of 2022.Gaston came back to the present.The $30 million Gideon watch that he bought from Switzerland vanished into thin air. But Gaston didn’t regret anything. Traveling in the future was worth it.Gaston and Jane went back to the country. And once they were back, Jane went to visit Gaston’s father, John.“How was your trip to Switzerland?” John asked to Jane.Jane fidgeted her fingers above her lap. She and Gaston hadn’t told John that they are not in a relationship.“Did Gaston confess to you?” John teased the lady.Jane’s face reddened, and it was enough for John to figure out what happened.“So, are you two dating?” he asked.Jane’s mouth opened and closed several times. She couldn’t say the truth, or lie in front of Gaston’s father.John laughed at Jane’s reaction. He understood that Jane wanted Gaston to tell this to John, and therefore he stopped teasing the lady.“Don’t worry. I will wait for Gaston to tell me everything.”“T-Thank you, Uncle,” Jane said.“Don’t nee
Griffti, the Chairman of the Hamington Corporation, was working alone in his office. Even though years passed by, he was still having a hard time defeating his disease. Especially after his grandfather died in the hands of his cousin, Divine. ‘Will there be a day when I will feel peace?’ Griffti asked that to himself. Knock knock. He looked at the door of his office. “Sir, it’s me,” his secretary announced. “Come in.” The secretary came in, but he stopped and stood from a great distance. Serving Griffti, the secretary knew that his boss hates close contact. Or else, his panic disorder will attack. “Chairman, I need to report something.” “Tell me.” “You received mail.” “You could have just sent it to my email account.” “N-No. The mail was a real letter.” “Real letter?” “Yes. The man said that I should deliver this directly to you.” Frowning, Griffti responded, “Throw it away. You should be careful and stop receiving suspicious thing from a random stranger.” “Sir, the m
Gaston and Edgar hung out at the rooftop of the apartment building where Edgar was living.Looking at the bright City, they drink beer together.“It’s fortunate that my father didn’t take you to prison,” Gaston said to Edgar.Edgar glared at him.“I thought I am going to die while his guards were chasing after me. Be thankful that you are my friend.”“Yes. Thank you so much, Edgar.”“Huh! As long as you know.”The two of them took sips on their beers.“So, what is your plan now? You talked to Jurgen and stopped his death. But you still have one day left. Do you have another plan?”‘If I will go back to the present, I might as well learn more things in this time that will help me,’ Gaston thought.“Edgar, you still following the economic reports around the world, right?”“Of course! Even if I am living like this, I am still hoping that someday, I would be given a chance to start a business again. I have a lot of ideas, especially after the pandemic.”“Then, can you tell me everything t
“That’s right. I am the friend who died for you, Jurgen.” What did Jurgen feel when he saw his best friend? Remorse. Guilt. Happiness. “You’re alive. You are… alive.” Crying, Jurgen went close to Gaston. He held his shoulder, as he wanted to make sure that this is not an illusion which he usually saw every day. “I am so happy. So happy!” Jurgen cried out loud. His knees gave in, and he knelt on the ground, lowering his head. When Gaston saw it, he felt the pain inside his chest. Gideon was right. Jurgen regretted everything and he was willing to end his life for Gaston. “Sorry, Gaston. Please, forgive me,” Jurgen cried, kissing the floor. Gaston only looked down at him. “I was wrong. I gave up our friendship just for my greed. I… I deserve to die, Gaston.” Gaston knew Jurgen was serious because he did end his life just to turn back time. “I thought that if I have your life, if I became rich, and if I got Divine, I will be happy,” Jurgen added. “But no. Ever since you d
Edgar had no choice but to listen to Gaston’s story.Of course, he could hardly believe that a dead person came back alive.But Gaston knew one way to convince him.“So, you mean, in another world, another time, the two of us succeeded in launching the Protix Hoverbike?” Edgar asked in disbelief.Gaston nodded his head.Although it was unbelievable, the news made Edgar so happy.“That was… awesome,” Edgar uttered, and he burst out crying. “I was miserable for years after my wife abandoned me and sold my invention to another company. I spent years in jail, and now, I am living so hard.”Gaston stared at his friend and mourned his grievance.“Actually, I still could not believe that you are Gaston and you traveled from another time. But hearing this made me so fucking happy.”A smile spread on Gaston’s lips. Even the other time, Edgar believed him although he could not understand all of Gaston’s words.“Then, I have a question,” Edgar said. “If everything you said is true, why did you