The Triumphant Escape

Chapter Seven:The discussion.

The door swung open after some minute of silence. Carlos stood ,His blond hair scattered , He rubbed his hand to his eyes before opening the door, He gave way as Jeff entered.

"What brings you to my room?" He asked a cocky smirk on his face.

Jeff let out a scoff when he saw what Carlos was putting on. He had on a Sponge bob boxer though he was shirtless,his chest flexing each time he moved.

"Can you stop ogling me and tell me why you're here?" Carlos asked his eyebrow raised.

"You arrogant jackass" Jeff cuss, his face red due to anger.

Carlos raised his hands up in surrender. "Whooo dude...calm down." He said with a laugh. "You need to relax."

Jeff closed his eyes, breathing quietly.

"So.... What do you need." Carlos said putting on a gray shirt followed by his vest, He then wore his jean trouser.

"Boss wants you to get his car ready." Jeff replied finally sitting down.

"Why?" Carlos was very surprised, He could not believe what he was hearing. Boss was the kind of person that let others do his job while he sits back and relaxed. Now he is telling me to prepare his car which means he want to personally see what happens.

Jeff was also thinking the same thing,But he was afraid to asked his boss. The question he asked was enough to make him shit his pant. So instead he decided to go with the flow.

Jeff shrugged. "Don't know... But if you really want to find out...you are free to ask him." Jeff finished and drank from the cup he saw on the table.

Carlos watched him, Jeff looked nonchalant as if he hadn't uttered those words. Carlos inhaled deeply before letting it out, He rubbed his hand on his head trying to think of a reasonable explanation but nothing came out.

"Fine!!" He let out. "And can you stop drinking my water?"

"No! I need it for coming here to relay the information to you." Jeff said with a smile relaxing more into the chair. He let out a satisfied sign, being with the Boss made his throat dry and his voice hoarse.

Carlos watched him with a look of annoyance or even fascination on his face. Jeff sometimes facinate him and other time annoyed him. But today he was doing both.

'Am watching him a lot today' He thought before putting on his shoes. "Message relayed. You can go."

"Don't feel like going." Jeff replied closing his eyes.

Carlos was about putting on his second shoe, But stopped when he heard the statement. He shot a glare to Jeff, And with a long hiss, wore his second shoe. "Suit yourself." He muttered and left, shutting the door loudly being him.

Jeff opened his eyes facing the door with a smirk, He let out a short laugh before closing his eyes. He loves riling Carlos, And Carlos reactions never cease to amaze him.

Outside the door, Carlos let out a string of cuss at the man who currently occupy his room. With a groan he made his way inside the elevator pressing the ground floor. He relaxed back,His legs crossed . Today was supposed to be his resting day.

"No rest for the mafias." He said loudly just as the elevator came to a halt. He got out and made his way to the hotel garage. The black BMW,with dark glasses made of strong steel incase of an attack or a shot out, stood proudly amongst the other cars that was park there. Though this was Carmichael smallest Cars, and according to him he said. "So as not to draw too much attention to ourselves."

That ship sail immediately they entered the hotel building.

Carlos checked under the car for bomb and even inside the car. When he found none, He relaxed into the driver's seat and waited.

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Lindsey enter her cottage with a smile. 'Just go up to them and tell them you love them.' She thought to herself. "You can do this." She muttered.

Karen giggled when she saw the different emotion on Lindsey's face. 'She must be having a mental pep talk.' She thought with a smile.

Mr and Mrs A****n got to their feet when they heard voices. "Guess they are back." Martha muttered facing her Husband who nodded before drinking from his coffee mug.

"Mum...Dad." Lindsey Shouted from the parlour, She dropped the bag Mrs Katherine gave to them on the couch and was about going upstairs when her Mum shouted, "In here." She hurriedly made her way to the kitchen though slowing down when she got there.

"How was the horse riding?" Martha asked immediately her daughter got near.

"Not even a hug." Muttered Lindsey staring at her parents. Martha and Derek looked at themselves,shock written on both their faces. This was the first time Lindsey was asking for a hug,Normally She would complain when they try to hug her. Not wanting to stress themselves with questions,theu drew Lindsey to themselves hugging her tightly.

"You too Karen." Martha said to Karen who stood by the kitchen counter watching them.

With a blush on her face, Karen walked towards the trio wraping her arms around them.

They enjoyed the warmth of each other before disengaging from the hug. "That was nice." Martha said with a smile. "Karen.. How is your Mother?" Derek placed a hand on her waist, walking her to the stool.

Karen, immediately she had her Mother, Had on a lovely look on her face. "She is fine." She said and sat down. She then sprang up from the stool and ran to the parlour, She sign when she saw the bag, She picked the bag before going back to the kitchen.

"Mrs A****n." She called trying to steady her breath. "My Mum gave us some Stuffs."

Martha let out a short laugh. "I knew she would."

"That is Katherine for you." Derek stated, He drank from his coffee mug and flip the page of his newspaper.

"What do you mean?" Lindsey asked and leaned closer.