Joshua took a step back from his car to the double interlacing glass door and it glided open.Oliver stood there leaning over his chest. He’s wearing dark jeans and a button-down shirt tucked in them, and he pushes off and steps toward him with a bashful smile, but only far enough to allow the doors to slide shut behind him. “Hello, Mr Stark,” he says with a smile."Oliver.” Joshua nod once but stands his ground."Guess the lady here is the resin we keep getting you twice or more in a month." It was no lie after his session with Cassie both decided to use the sea as his treatment. When Joshua was a small boy, it was a secret that only he and Cassie knew, but things have changed and he could feel the ominous aura around him.There are a lot of dangerous men in this city. He has had head-on or worked with most of them and fought with some. Park is one of the few that he avoided, not because he fears him, but because he's not stupid enough to risk getting involved with someone as tale
Joshua's eyes light with a lot of emotions he wishes to conceal whatever it is that Pamela says to him before leaving."I can see you love her but what I understand is the fact that you choose to have her away instead," Oliver said as he looked longer into Joshua's ocean eyes it was blank that he could not have figured, the longings inside of them."There is something greater than love to men." Joshua crossed his eyes, it was lit with an absolute gaze blank as the sea."Ambition," Oliver cuts in. "But overly ambitious is dangerous, more like the depth of the sea you keep sinking in that same sense you find that this path you're travelling offers nothing but complete stillness underneath."Joshua stepped back he looked at Oliver the way that says your words have some sense inside."There is more than stillness, the ocean has no space at the brim and it doesn't scream land with any creatures." Joshua rephrased his sentence and Oliver chuckled. But the thought of Pamela we're what he was
"I just can't believe this." He muttered under his breath, the fact that Joshua felt utterly faked and used made him feel rage."Mr Stark, are you still there?" The Cyberpunk called in but Joshua fidgeted, he held back for a very long time before he finally hit the answer button."Who are you?" That was the very first word that escaped his mouth, his breathing hitched at the supposed lie over a long time before he could think of a way to breathe."What are you implying Mr Stark is everything okay with you?""Shut the fuck up! And fuck it! Tell me who you are!" Joshua's hand slammed against the desk like the rage of Odin; his yell was of no mercy and battered."Fine, I guess there is no need for me to lie. Well, you already know the truth." She said in a low, quiet and humid voice.All this while Joshua had been hearing a male voice, but now it has changed to a feminine, "It's truly you, isn't it." Joshua walked around the room. How could he have missed the slightest detail?"I'm sorr
It was getting chilly, how fast time has leapt. Pamela finds herself taking care of her mother."Do you think Joshua is right? I mean I see him as someone that is over as consumed with his self ambition at getting back at those that made him go through hell." Pamela finds it hard to judge whether Joshua was being unnecessarily annoying or he just wants to suffer for her."What is it? You can tell when someone is damaged by others he hardly heals." Mrs Bridget Mason forced herself out of the bed. She sat up resting her back on the headboard."Yes you're right mother, next time don't skip your medication. I think in a week or two I will travel from here, maybe I need time to heal too, maybe I will heal." To heal from Joshua and Mr Hudson, one that got her a purpose to get something great done.She walked down the street looking out at the foyer Mr Mason stood there clutching his radio as he spoke with the maid. His head rose and collided with Pamela he didn't say anything."At least if
Miss Noura's eyes wandered, her hand clenched tight around the glass of wine in her front.Joshua's gaze was piercing as ice. The server comes bearing the menu."Leave us yet, you can save that for later." Joshua waved his hand in the air at her and she did just simply nod.Back to his conversation with Miss Noura. Her brow tossed up almost in a twitch in correspondence to her mouth that curls to both sides."If I'm on his side I won't have concealed your identity when I fully know what you are beforehand." That was a more indirect way to tell Joshua that she was backing him but he doesn't settle for that.Miss Noura still sees those clouds on Joshua's forehead, the ones that doubted her and carried on. "I can't say you would trust me when you've found my secret. This all won't have happened if you didn't contact the best cyberpunk in Vancouver." She sighed. Her hand fiddled with her handbag velcro."Are you blaming it on me?" Joshua asks."No, but I'm trying to get to a point that I
Pamela squint's and Miss Noura hurried to them from the side. "Thanks, Geez I thought something terrible might have happened to you. . ." Pamela dashes towards her, her eyes searching for traces of scratch. With a sigh long enough Joshua was glad nothing happened to her, even with their unresolved issues he still knew somehow, he was used to being almost sugar-coated by her tempting info even when he didn't ask for it he got the mail."Great, you didn't get a scratch on you either." He nods simply and his eyes drift to his wristwatch."I have to get going, I should, ladies." He pointed his finger towards the exit."Wait!" Miss Noura shouts before she could blame it on her adrenaline. Her hand shook at her head."I think you should go through this."Joshua's forehead frowns as he slowly collects it from her hand. "What is this?""A token to you. It would be great if you get to open it yourself, Mr Stark. A real partnership between us." Miss Noura shook his hand almost ever so slightl
"I don't know what you were doing in Fraser for the news to get carried away like this! And with your Ex husband? Fuck it, Pamela!" Mr Hudson said as he fetched the soup from the bowl."How did you know?" She peered at her handbag and the files inside could free her but the incident with the girls, how they went ahead to disparage the picture of her and Joshua. God! She held her hand to her head. Pamela was clearly unhappy and fed up getting out of Fraser all the way here in a cab. She wished to crush her bone and not feel a thing."It's all over the news, were are you thinking that will make me divorce you?" Mr Hudson says."Grace is free Mr Hudson." She said, "Kindness doesn't cost a thing."The butler comes in and Mr Hudson fires her to shut up."What I'm saying is that it's high time you stellar your difference. Know when to stop the race."He chuckled hysterically, this was funny when he found all the odds to use against Joshua. He won't just stop now."I care about you Hudson."
She yanked herself from behind the shelves and sighed Miss Noura burst out. " you weren't expecting that we were you?"“This is not funny,” she said through her closed mouth.She wipes tears out of the corners of her eyes. Pamela had a soft spot for people. “What in the hell happened to you?”"Well, it's not a matter of what the hell, I guess I have gotten hold of the tail." She smiled."Well then what are we waiting for? We should scurry out before he wakes." Miss Noura nods with her. She rushed through the door. Pamela held in her hand something she managed; a paper to tear out of the bugger's body.They peered through to the door that was left open.“It looks like the whole place is about to fall into asinkhole.”Pamela shook her head.“It’s not that bad. We wouldn't have the time to act out and still put things in order.”“Let me be the judge of that. I want to see inside.” She paused horror washing through her. “Tell me you’ve been inside and not waste time please...”“Of course
Joshua almost choking on blood, Hudson twisted the knife into his gut, he felt like he should have himself down on a cliff but on second thought he could not quite sketch out why Hudson was greedy for what was not his. "How are you going to get the Stark when it's not even yours, your identity?" Hudson curled his eyebrow right at him and then began to chuckle. "Then what? Do you think I will think of something that will just remain solely as an illusion?" He sauntered over to Joshua. , "I'm a man of my ambition." "Hudson this will be interesting as you have declared your intention." Joshua laughed, choking on blood. His heart was dark and bloody. Hudson stood there In his hand was the blood-stained dagger he raised it straight pointing at Joshua. "When you have lived your entire life claiming the identity you're not, Hudson it will be hard to live without purpose." He looked around and then back to Joshua. "That is extreme." "I know but once you're dead nothing is stopping me."
Swirling around them was a cloud of dust from the sawmill where Joshua was held hostage. When he went out to meet with Peter earlier, something came up. Peter after spending time with him induced his water with a powder, his head spun around like he'd gotten into an accident, his heart started to beat slowly like everything he had worked hard for had lost its base, and his hands wobbled his head. Banging loud like it was hit by the hardest metal. Everything was so surreal and yet so copper in his throat. What kind of liquid was he induced with? He didn't know but he knew one thing for sure, this was not a mistake or a coincidence. Peter sat at the opposite seat and watched him while everything happened unwavering, Joshua fighting for his breath was like him watching a drama, a scary one he has gotten used to at that. "I don't like to see you like this Joshua but I have no option, never trust an enemy to be your friend." Peter's voice was screechy, stretching no tension. All Joshua's
"I have an idea, Let's run the DNA test and confirm the truth about Hudson." Miss Laura contributed. "You scared the crap out of me, Miss Laura," Pamela concluded. Pamela got that served quite cold and slowly she tried to regain her strength in an oblivious way, she blinked at Miss Laura, the relationship she had with her, she was quite sure if things go out the wrong way with the DNA she will be more than screwed. Joshua with the most condescending look sipped on his drink and relaxed on the sofa. "That is brilliant, I think it will work that way." Joshua agreed. Miss Laura and Joshua almost in unison glided their sight to Pamela. "What?! You're not expecting me to get it are you?!'' She shrugged, choking on her saliva. Pamela turned to look at Miss Laura. After what happened last night she couldn't get any closer to Joshua without it being suspicious. She huffed and rested her hand to the side of her face, her head hung in a sluggish tired way on the desk and Josh
Joshua was still shocked by Miss Laura back slashing attitude toward him. "Let me see what you have there." He said and Miss Laure forwarded her iPad to him. He read through it carefully then sighed. As if knowing what was going on he stared straight at Miss Laura. "Don't be like that." "Don't be like how we have gone this far and to think that some bastard is sitting up there… if this had no impact on you. You do it does on me, I can't let Hudson take charge." She clenched her jaw and felt the electric shock rifle up her jaw. "I will see what I can do about it." "Coward." Miss Laura hissed behind his back and he left her alone in the office entry. —--- "I can't believe this,'' Hudson said and he clasped his hands together while getting closer to the lady in front of him. "What do you believe?" Pamela scoffed. "The fact that you want to have me ruined or the fact that you figure out your dream will come true." Pamela bit her bottom lips, the word hurting through her mo
Joshua flew his gaze right at the mirror where he was unbuttoning his shirt, "It has already begun." He clenched his hand around the curtain and turned to give a second glance at the west wing of the room he had allocated to Pamela while they were there together. He pulled his suitcase towards himself and then dropped it, what if there was no reason for him? Likely he won't want to go back just as he thought about it closely. Every muscle in his body throbbed. But something like a weave of the thread was dragging him back. He wouldn't be able to make it and if he turns back now it means that everything he had worked hard for during his period while staying right here in Sheffield was nothing but a wasted time. The nun Mary has to meet with her as soon as possible to figure out more in regards to his twin brother. Could Hudson be lying, his medical report didn't reveal that he had any genetic disorder. But there was a chance that he fabricated it. He had to meet the nun. And his fligh
"What is the name of the disease?" Joshua asked but the nun didn't reply to him. He put his hand against the counter with a vase and asked again. "What is the name?" His brow tint demandingly. "I'm sorry but that is all we could find, I can't pronounce it but I have everything emailed down to you. Got to take a look at it." The nun muttered. Joshua gulped, his eyes lingering relentlessly, If Joshua finds that what he thinks is true then it means. . . Well, he was too deep into his sleep with the call came in, his voice was trying to sound normal. Joshua couldn't quite think well enough. He let out a deep sigh and shifted to the side without letting the suspense die off, the nun vanished and killed the call. "Alright, Thank you, sister Mary. I quite think you have done enough." Joshua said over the phone and ended the call he dropped his phone by his side, in a toss that showed he wasn't sure what to do at the moment hen then let himself dribble his hand off his face as he fucking
Pamela swat her hand to her face, she thought they were way past that. This hurts more than she could figure, what in God's name! Even as she feels her heart slamming against her rib cage and sweat dribbling down her spine. She forced a smile on her face. "What?" "I'm reminding you, did you send the note I told you to?" Joshua showed no restraint, his voice was purely authoritative, Pamela's eyes met his folded gaze she broke before she ran her hand along her jaw scratching through it as if there was a complete cold she had met the harbinger of death. "Yes, yes of course I was just going from there. It slipped my mind that I didn't let you know." Joshua's brow rises and she takes a step back as he takes a step towards her. Joshua's hand dribbled from his side and raised to touch the lips of the Pamela jacket that she wore. "You should lay this properly." He said then turned his back. Pamela clicked her fingers to the heart of her hand. Joshua's gaze was on her
Pamela walked the entry street by the woods, she sighs as her eyes catch the bus stop not far from where she stood, her hand to her knees and her forehead dripping with sweat. She doesn't know whether to say summer in Vancouver was far better but here her whole body is soaked up. "Thank heaven there is a bus stop right there." She dug her hand into her pocket and pulled out the hole from her pocket. Her head shook, she had no single glimpse of what Joshua's intentions were when he asked her to deliver the letter and what was inside the letter might bother her to try to figure out more but she dug it deeper inside her coat. "I shouldn't look beside it's not intended for me." She shakes her head and drops her hand from her pocket. Her superficial attempt to hold everything under her baby was a kind that feels so hefty. She finds herself fitted on the bench, beside her stood men who were dressed heftily, their voices the dark chrome of their dressing. Pamela blinked up wit
"It feels like we need a safe word," Pamela said the lines around her eyes slowly fading. "I wouldn't allow it, neither of us is allowed to walk out and go the way we were before we boarded on this plane, we can't and you know how this trip is secret." "Okay pick it, what is our safe word?" Pamela anticipated tirelessly, she knew more than anyone that she got on this plane for her own reasons. Mind blown Joshua shrugs. "I'm as surprised as you are. I wouldn't know any, come on figure out one I will just have to live by the way." "What about blue for when it's right and red for when it's not," Joshua suggested, the scowl Pamela three his way we're oddly penetrative beyond his flesh. "Random as hell." "I like where this is headed already. Don't forget it's not a date." "We're going to Sheffield and they're known for their extra cautious lifestyle. It wouldn't help us last some days without getting discovered." She shrugs. Joshua grinned. "What is