Adam put on his headphones, adjusting the vol of his speakers. "Can you hear me now?" He asked the man on the other side of the video call. "Yea. Loud and clear." Philip replied with a smile. "It's so good to see you again, pal. How have you been?""All well and good." Adam replied. "And your girlfriend?" Philip chuckled. "I don't have a girlfriend, sir. I'm divorced and-" Adam was interrupted by his low laughter. "I was referring to Cleo. Hope she hasn't gotten herself killed yet?" His face turned grim. "That's the issue, Philip. She's so stubborn that no matter what I say, she never listens!" Adam sighed angrily. "She keep risking her life I keep warning her and she keep brushing me off.""Some people are just wired to love danger and adrenaline rush." Philip shrugged. "It reminds me of her father back in the day, the man was the most stubborn person I've ever met in this life, he literally wouldn't spend a day without getting himself in danger!"Adam listened as the man earne
Cleo was out of the house before Adam knew it and no matter how many times he tried to tell her name, she didn't budge. "There she goes again." He sighed, falling down to rest on the sofa. When will he even have rest? From one issue to another. Adam went in to see his sister, she was happy playing video game with Holton. Now that Cleo was no longer around, she always hung around him.And he had automatically become her bodyguard. Adam returned to the sitting room, moving around carefully. He had been having an urge to inspect the house and see what places need furnishings and extra security. That night Cleo snuck in was still fresh in his memory. If any person that means harm try to come in that way, they were totally doomed! He took his time to inspect all locks, windows, doors and even the shelves which could harbour someone with evil intentions. Adam as thrown out of his reverie by a loud knock on the door. He opened it to reveal half a dozen muscular men, all dressed in bl
The day for the meeting finally dawned. Adam calmly made his way in, despite the cruel looks from Roberto and his friends.Everyone was already seated as usual, except the members of both teams of the police. "We're here today to have a final honest review of the report submitted by Roberto to the Colorado Police Force in the past!""For fuck's sake, how many times do we intend to review that document?" Robert's voice was the loudest with a shriek. Today was the first time he looked genuinely pissed off. "Well, it would do you good to keep your mouth shut at this point!" Ernestine tried to admonish him but he unleashed a verbal attack that shocked everyone present. "What's wrong with you, Robert? Why are you being so vile?" Others tried to talk to him, but he kept on baring his fangs in anger. "Welcoming our new guests for today," Adam wasn't too bother about his cousin tantrums. "Let's all welcome the FBI financial team over, including the deputy Insepector of Police FBI, Mr Ph
"What did you just say?" Charles burst out laughing. "Look at the pot calling kettle black!""And what exactly are you trying to say? Do you think everyone is as callous and cruel as you are?" Philip shot back at him. They were already getting caught in their own works again, so Adam had to step in to calm the man down. "You can argue to your hearts content later, we're here to prove them wrong and show the world what a mess the Colorado Police Force has become!" Adam whispered furiously to him. Philip finally had to urge to calm down, seeing Charles face was just a remainder to all the pain he and Felix endured in the past. It was Charles that went ahead back then to heap lies upon lies in the report that sent Felix out of Colorado back to his fathers home town where he got into an accident and his wife died! It was all Charles fault! Philip took in a large breath to calm himself down. Fighting with words isn't as much of a flex as it looks. "Well, as I was saying gentlemen. A
The Plane slowly crawled to a halt on the tarmac,the engine noise slowly descending to a halt, joining in is a cacophony of whirrs and thuds of planes in the surrounding. 'At least the weather wasn't half as bad as Colorado' Adams thought,glancing through the mirror. He waits until Roberto, his cousin walkes out of the plane without saying a single word, not like he could be bothered to talk to that oaf Adam's thought, his face hardening as he recalls the previous day's events,his rage at Roberto's recurring schemes flaring up but outwardly his face shows no emotion.He got to his feet,pausing a few seconds to stretch out his 6'2 frame, his Spanish suit is cut to perfection. Adams gives himself a look over, assured that his appearance is satisfactory before he steps out of the plane.His ride is already waiting by the curb. He gets in,waiting a few minutes for his luggage. The ride back home or what he remembers of is silent.Adams thinks of what to get Grandfather for his birthday
The manor was brightly lit, the golden lights from the chandeliers glimmered in the surroundings like gossamers, the manor doors wide open. A lively sea of men,influential men in suits and women in long flowing dinner gowns, waiters dressed in black and white tuxedos could be seen,moving about serving glasses of champagne to guests. A long red carpet extended from within the foyer to the entrance,painting a picture of extravagance and class. Roberto knelt down, his cold features not able to disguise the unease he felt,his eyes glanced at a particular direction, he took a deep breath,beads of sweat were on his forehead. From the darkness a voice came, " I ask again,have you accomplished what I asked of you?" The voice is elegant, deep and disquieting. Roberto's pupils contracted a bit,"I have managed to sow some seeds of discord in the board but they've deigned to choose sides,I may need more time to work on it." The silence drags, a sound of something tapping the ground echoes
The Vehicle screeched to a halt and the door swung open, almost immediately.Adam got out quickly and rushed to the entrance of the house.His jaw clenched and he furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed to slits. Each step he took was swift and purposeful."Amelia!," He yelled out, the muscles in his neck and jaw visibly tended."Amelia!!!"He arrived in the sitting room to find a few of the bodyguards he had left on the ground, unconscious and he knelt down to feel one of them's pulse. He was alive and something must've happened. Panic quickly gripped him and he kicked one of them and moved to the kitchen, perhaps the housekeeper would be there to explain what had happened."Amelia!!," he called out again, this time tightening his fists. He had left her with the bodyguards in the living room as she wanted to watch a movie.The veins of his temple pulsated as the tendons in his arms visibly strained against his taut skin. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if anything happened to
The middle-aged man grunted as he stood up from the dark chair, circling Roberto kneeling before him as he scrutinized his face.The room was dimly lit and his face was obscured by the darkness, but he seemed to be dressed in a tailored suit that hinted at wealth.Roberto averted his gaze, swallowing the painful lump in his throat, thoroughly humiliated to have been beaten like this, by Adam."Look at me, "his baritone voice, low and measured, carried an air of authority and sophistication.Roberto glanced up and he held his face."You fool!" he growled as he let go of Roberto's face, almost making him fall.Roberto knew not to show a moment of weakness and quickly regained his composure as he watched the man go back to his seat."You let him do this to you!" he spat out. "I am disappointed in you," he continued as he shoved his golden walking stick forward, hitting Roberto's left cheek, the exact spot which was swollen after being beaten by Adam.He was in pain and wanted to shout out