The Doctor sighed heavily, getting ready to give a response to the question, while Jason braced himself to hear the response she was going to give. “Four months, Sir. He has only four months.” “What?” Jason said, and his jaw dropped, together with his breath, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his heart tried to escape from his chest. “Yes, Sir. He barely has enough time to live, we really have to find the antidote if we want to keep him alive.” Jason looked at his Grandfather and the tears he had managed to suppress for a long time left his glands and streamed down his face, causing him to sigh heavily, but not in relief. “Everything is going to be okay, Sir. All we need to do is to find out who did this.” The Doctor said to Jason with a soft tone, hoping that she was going to be able to pacify him, but the young man standing before was very heartbroken, there was so much pain written on his face, and his eyes showed intense despair. “Take it easy, Sir. This will eve
Harry quickly grabbed the doors and opened them for Jason, who walked out immediately, while he followed him behind, shutting the doors after himself. They walked down the staircase and then entered the lobby of the building through the door by the left. The workers were already waiting for them, dressed in their uniforms, with their hands behind them. As soon as they saw Harry with the meager-looking young man, they bowed their heads, but only for Harry, as they weren’t aware who Jason was. “Good day, Boss.” “Good Morning, Boss.” They greeted one after the other, but Harry said nothing in reply, he only continued walking until he got in front of them, and he stopped with Jason right beside him. “You may raise your heads,” Harry said, and at once they lifted their heads, wondering why they had been summoned, they also looked at Jason, wondering who he was. “Allow me to specially introduce you all to someone really important, someone who holds a special balance in this fa
Irene was hesitant to respond to the question, but after a few seconds, she turned around without looking at anybody in particular. “Me, Sir. I am also a chef here.” The young man who Irene was standing beside said, lifting both his right hand and his face. “Oh, I see. Come forward.” Jason said, and the man stepped forward immediately and stood beside Irene. They exchanged glances at each other, and it was really easy to tell that there was a rivalry between them. “What’s your name, Young man?” “Joe, Sir. My name is Joe,” he responded with a very audible tone, lifting his head to look at Jason for a few seconds, before returning it to its previous position. “Well, Joe, how long have you been cooking here?” Joe sighed heavily, and then he looked at Irene whose face was bent to the ground, before giving an answer to the question. “Three years and four months, Sir.” Jason nodded with a smile on his face, having understood what was really going on between them. “I see, t
Jason sighed with a smile on his face, and then he went to a couch positioned very close to the wall by his left and sat down, while the rest of the workers in the lobby looked at him, wondering what he was really up to. He brought out his phone a few seconds later and started to operate on it, chuckling at whatever amused him on social media. He continued, for over thirty minutes, until Irene returned with a large tray containing a plate covered with a dish cover.“Aha! That was really fast!” Jason said with a smile on his face, the moment he saw Irene approaching, he returned his phone to his pocket and adjusted himself, while still smiling at the young lady who felt so pleased at what he did.Irene walked up to the middle of the lobby, to grab a stool, but she struggled to bend as a result of the long tray in her hand. “Don’t worry, I will get that for you,” Jason said, and he stood up, and grabbed the stool, before taking it to the front of the couch where he placed it, befo
Irene whimpered, it felt as though her life was about to end, she turned to look at the bodyguards, and it seemed as though they were waiting for the command to beat her to death. This sight made her swallow hard saliva, as she tried to control her shaking hands, by clamping them together. “I…I…I am sorry, Sir! I was forced to do it!” Irene said after much stuttering, getting down on her knees immediately, as tears rolled down her eyes. “They have my son! They have my son! They promised to kill him if I didn’t do as they wanted.” Jason turned to look at Harry for a few seconds, and then he returned his gaze to Irene who looked as though she was about to pass out on the floor. “You really have to believe me, Sir. You have to believe me, I am telling the truth.” Irene said amidst the tears that left her glands, but Jason said nothing to her, he only looked at the rest of the workers for a while, as they stared at Irene with unbelievable gestures, wondering what was actually goin
Irene gasped, with a frightful look that showed that she was really scared to call them. “What are you waiting for? Didn’t you hear him?” “I can’t! I can’t call them!” Irene said in response to Harry’s utterance, causing him to look at her with so much curiosity. “They instructed that I never call them for any reason, even if I wanted to speak to my son. I was only allowed to speak to him once in three days.” Irene said with a shaky tone, trying so hard not to let the phone in her hands fall to the ground. Jason thought about what she said, but he seemed not to be so convinced about their decision, and the desire to know who was trying to kill his Grandfather made him so eager to know who they were. He sighed, turned to Harry, and then returned his gaze to Irene who was hopeful that were words were really convincing.“You have to call them, that’s the only way you prove your innocence.” “But..” “Didn’t you hear the Young Master? Do as he says!” Harry commanded immediately
Jason dialed a number, and placed the phone on his left ear, waiting anxiously to hear a voice. “Hello, Kelvin?” Jason said, and then he waited to confirm from the person on the other side of the line. As soon as he heard what he responded, Jason nodded in satisfaction. “I have a job for you.” “Good,” Jason said after a few seconds of listening to what Kelvin was going to say from the other side of the line. “Send me your location, now. I will send someone to pick you up, and remember to come with everything that you need.” Jason said, and then he ended the call almost immediately, “Harry?” “Yes, Young Master,” Harry said at once, looking at Jason who seemed calm amidst the tension in the ambiance. Jason sighed, and then he cleared his throat twice, before saying what he wanted to say. “I need a driver and a car to pick up someone.” “Ok, Young Master,” Harry said, and then he turned to one of the bodyguards beside him and whispered some words into his ear. The bodygu
“Very fast, Sir,” Kelvin replied with a confident smile on his face, causing Jason to nod in satisfaction, with a smile as well. “Good, very good. Now let’s get right to it, what do you need?” He asked Kelvin who sighed heavily and then turned to his right and saw a stool by the corner. “That.” He said with a soft voice, pointing at the end stool, and immediately, one of the bodyguards grabbed the stool and brought it to him. Kelvin sat down on the couch very close to the stool, and then he dragged it closer, while the eyes of everyone in the room remained fixed on him. Making sure that the stool was in a comfortable position, Kelvin unzipped his bag and brought out his black sizable laptop which he placed on the table, and turned to face Jason. “Can I have the mobile phone, please?” “Hand it over to him,” Jason said, turning to face Irene with an obvious expression, making her get up from her sitting position on the floor, but at a slow pace, while Kelvin turned to look a