“I’ll need you both to deliver coffee and a box of doughnuts to the staff at umbrella company.” Our manager of the café where she was working ordered ella and herella was my friend at work and she was experienced that she was because she’d working been here before me. “Okay sir.” We made to leave when the manager called back ella , She waited for her at the entrance of the door. “I’ll need you personally get this cup of coffee to the CEO himself. Understood?” She heard him tell ella .“No problem sir.” She replied and we both went to get on with our delivery.It was my first time taking a delivery to the umbrella company. The biggest company in the country. We had gotten there and began our delivery. ella had her hands filled with delivery, I tried to help out.“Matilda .” She called.“Hm.” She looked up from the cups of coffee She was about to go deliver to some of the staff in the company. The building was a massive one and She needed the tip.She had to find a way to p
Feeling excitement, Leonard opened the door to the luxury car showroom with his heart racing. He had always hoped that he would own a brand new luxury of a car and it was a dream come true standing next t the garage and seeing the beauty of the car. While heading towards the sales counter, he noticed a stylish black sports car and saw the salesman glance up from his phone with a smug grin."Hey pal, do you need assistance?" he inquired, his tone exuding doubt.Leonard squared his shoulders, attempting to exude confidence. Yes, I'm looking to purchase a vehicle. "Specifically that one," he remarked, indicating the sports car with a nod.The salesman arched an eyebrow. Is that the one? Are you referring to the X500 limited edition? "That car costs $100,000, buddy."Leonard nodded firmly, his expression showing his strong resolve. "I am aware." I have conducted my investigation. "I am prepared to buy."The salesman made a snorting sound while looking at his coworker, who observed the i
When Leonard answered the phone, his heart raced because he assumed it was simply another standard check-in from the school. However, the severe tone of the principal's voice on the other end chilled him to the bone. "Leonard , you must come to the school right now. Gigi , your son, carried a gun to school." As Leonard stopped on the side of the road and stared at the wet pavement from the rain, his thoughts went blank. It was as if someone had hit him in the stomach. "What? How did this come about?" He stammered, anxiety vibrating in his voice. "We need you to come in and figure this out even though we're not sure yet. The principal stated firmly, "The cops are on their way."As Leonard sped back towards the school on the motorcycle, his mind was racing. Worst-case possibilities raced through his head, and fear weighed heavily in his heart. How could his son, his innocent, loving boy, have done such a thing? He noticed the police cars and ambulances with their lights blazing
He had the impression that he was trapped in a bad dream with no way out. In his living room, he paced back and forth, attempting to make sense of it all. But his confusion increased with further reflection. He heard the door open at that very moment, and his wife Matilda entered with a worried expression on her face. "What's going on, Leonard ? I noticed the police vehicles outside."Leonard 's gaze met hers as he looked for clarification. "Matilda , we need to talk." She set down her suitcase and approached him, concern shining in her eyes. "What is it?" Leonard inhaled deeply as he searched for the appropriate words. "In Gigi 's backpack, the cops discovered a gun. And it's owned by a detective by the name of Danny .""Oh Detective Danny , such a good man." She mentioned with a smile on her face, leaving Leonard in shock."I am talking about a man's gun in our bedroom with his Id card. What are you talking about?" Leonard questioned."Hey listen to me, I don't like it wh
"I'm sure that he must be feeling so sad right now, should I spite things up by going to his office to celebrate this victory with him? He might find out that I'm the one that stole that brown envelope but who cares? He'll learn not to ever mess with me again" I soliloquied as I lied down in my bed scrolling through my phone.I was about to call my girls when my father strolled in to my room in all smiles, he was looking so handsome in his blue fitted two piece Armani suit and a black leather shoe."Good morning, off to work, daddy?"I asked string at him and he smiled."Yes, dear. I have some things to settle in office" he muttered as he checked his wrist watch, I can never understand this man. I feel bad about what I did because I realized that this business plan is a great one for it to make my father as successful as this, it would have made Leonard more successful and he would have been pulled out of this mess his company is in, I'm sure that he'll never forgive me if he finds
I didn't think I'd get lost in the streets of Los Angeles. I looked everywhere for a way to get to this place. I was distracted by the man's words and neglected to take a photo of the building. I walked back a little and heard a faint scream coming from the tunnel. I thought about going ahead for a moment, but then the male voice that followed told me something was wrong. I ran towards the tunnel and found a group of boys assaulting an innocent young woman. She was intimidated by their presence, and their fear fuelled her. “Get your hands off her!” Everyone stopped and looked in my direction. “So who are you to tell us what to do?” asked one of the gang members. I assumed the man was the leader. The tattoo on the right side of his hand confirmed what I already knew: they were a gang. “Listen, I don’t want to smoke with any of y
When I came out of the secret room, I noticed that she was concentrating on her phone until I called her name. She then looked up at me and smiled. "You spent hours there," she said, as the other boys also left the room. "I had to do something," I replied. "I also noticed someone screaming in there. What was that? I stared at her for a while, trying to gather myself. "Maybe it's coming from the wrong room. I mean, look around, this company has a few rooms. Come on, let's go to my office." I offered my arm and she took it and we walked down the hallway until we reached my office. The moment the door opened, a very familiar face sat next to the couch and a large cigar box was on the table. "A Jew! I frowned when I saw him, but he knew it right away the moment he saw Skyler behind me." “Who is this fat bitch next to you?” I hea
He glared at me and I stood there waiting for him to apologize but instead he walked past me still talking on phone with whoever he might be communicating with. I just lost my patience and whatever respect I had, if he had at least bumped into someone, he should apologize for what he had done. "Young man." I yelled as I ran to him dragging him by his cloth back to me causing murmurs in the store.Everyone's attention was now focused on us. "How dare you! You bumped into me, wasted my food and smoothie and you couldn’t even apologize or do something to amend whatever you just did.” I yelled at him.It was enough that I was frustrated already but I can’t let one guy ruin my mood completely, it’ll be completely unfair, ahhhh. He stared at me for a while, his expression cold and with no remorse, “Cat got your tongue.” I frowned. "So how much do you need for me to compensate you? It was just food right? I didn’t hit you with my car or anything?" He asked which caught me off guard. Who