“Wait, I would like to give a little token for a job well done,” she replied with a smile. She picked up her phone and made a transfer to Maxwell’s account. Maxwell looked at it and saw that she sent $4,000; a bright smile crept onto his lips.“Thanks a lot, Miss; we really appreciate it,” Maxwell said. Victor had no idea what was going on or how much she sent, but he could tell that the money was a lot from the smile on Maxwell’s face.Maxwell and Victor both went over to where Maxwell parked his car as they got in. Maxwell had offered to give Victor a ride to wherever he wanted. All the workers that worked on the project with them had collected their money and gone away.Maxwell wore his seatbelt as he looked at Victor. “You saw how satisfied she looked? That’s the power of the job; even though she had no idea the type of materials we used, she was very happy with it, and it’s not like we bought bad materials; they are just a little less quality,” Maxwell said with a smile. He didn’
As Sancho was about to answer him, his phone started ringing loudly as he took it out. He waved at John and Victor, telling them that he needed to answer the call as he rotated his revolving chair and answered the call.Victor was quiet during the whole process; he knew he shouldn’t talk during the negotiation. Sancho was done with his call as he rotated his chair back to look at them.“I am sorry about that; normally my secretary would have handled this, but she’s currently on sick leave,” Sancho stated in a soft tone.“No problem, sir,” John replied."Alright, then let’s get back to where we stopped. Yes, I want you to work on the flooring of the down floor, and I want to use different materials for different rooms, but before that, do you have a clear idea of all the rooms and spaces yet?” Sancho asked, raising an eyebrow.“We don't, sir; we didn’t get any images of the ground floor, but we can take a look at it now, and then we can move forward from there,” John answered.“Alright
“I know, but this is totally wrong and illegal; you shouldn’t be ripping off clients like this,” Victor complained with his eyebrows tightly pressed together. He was getting more pissed as he spoke to John.“And what do you know about ripping them off? Don’t you know this is the easiest way to make enough profit and get such a job? Or when you found out about this, didn’t you learn the concept? Look, I oversee this project; is either you support me or you get out of the project if you don’t like what I am doing?" John responded, getting pissed that Victor was challenging his authority.“I have had it with you; I want you to stop what you are doing and buy the proper materials for the job that we have been given, or else I will go and report what you are doing to the CEO,” Victor threatened. He was serious about reporting it, as he has had enough of the whole thing.“Hahaha!” John laughed out loud as he moved closer to Victor and gazed into his eyes.“Go and report it to the CEO, but i
***Victor took an Uber and went to the site to meet up with John.He arrived in front of the building as he came down; he took out his phone and called John.“I am outside the building; where are you?” Victor asked calmly.“I am in my car; come to the small parking lot and meet me there,” John answered.Victor spotted John’s car as he got in.They looked at each other awkwardly.“So, are you sure you now understand the concept of what we do? And why did I have to do what I had to do back at that store?” John asked calmly; he wanted to be sure that Victor was now on his side before commencing with anything.“Yes, one hundred percent, I understand everything; that’s why I am here to ask for your forgiveness. I know we talked about it on the phone, but I would still like to say I am sorry,” Victor apologized. He knew he had to kiss up to John if he ever wanted to accomplish anything in the flooring industry.And he now realised that Maxwell was never the bad guy, that it was all just a
“Sir, I am sorry; I didn’t mean to." Before he could complete his sentence, the lecturer cut him off.“Are you even sure you want to be in this class?” The lecturer asked aggressively.“Of course, I want to be in this class; please, I am sorry, sir. I won’t sleep off again, I promise. Just forgive me,” Victor pleaded sincerely. He realized that he had upset the lecturer and wanted to get away from him as soon as he could.The lecturer looked at him with pity in his eyes and saw that Victor was indeed sorry.“I forgive you. Now go back to your seat. Make sure you pay close attention to the class,” the lecturer replied as he pointed towards Victor’s seat.Victor went back to his seat with shame as he sat down; he was the center of attention in the class, something he never expected. As he sat down in his seat, he placed both hands under his cheeks.‘Why did he humiliate me like that in front of the whole class like that? I thought we were all adults here; he should have communicated how
***Victor was sitting in front of Hank’s desk.He had just completed a project with John and came to collect his money. Hank handed the large brown envelope that contained his money to him.“Thanks a lot, sir,” he said with a fake smile as he collected the money. Victor had mastered how to please Hank and act as he expected of him.“You are welcome,” Hank replied with a smile.“You and John are killing it together; I never thought I would see this type of powerful duo,” Hank said with a smirk."Thanks; we are doing our best,” Victor replied.In the last few projects that Victor has gone on with John, he has been thinking of when it could be the right time for him to ask Hank for a solo project, but he just couldn’t find the perfect time, and that was starting to frustrate him.“Sir, I would like to ask you something. I don’t know if it would be possible for you to get it done for me,” Victor said in a low tone. He was nervous about asking, but he knew he had to ask anyway.“What is i
He picked it up and saw that it was Hank as he answered the call.“I have a big project for you,” Hank said, excited to inform Victor.“Woah, that’s great. Should I come down to the office?” Victor was excited to hear that Hank has a big project for him this soon.“Yes, I will be waiting for you,” Hank responded. Victor ended the call as he turned off the television and stood up.‘This is it, my first big solo project. I am about to complete my mission soon,’ he thought with a bright smile.***“This project is with a big wine company here in South Dakota; that’s the file,” Hank said as he handed over a file with a blue back to Victor. Victor was sitting on the chair in front of Hank in his office.Victor opened the file and read through it slowly. It was indeed a huge project; it was nothing like one he had assisted John with in the past.He raised his head to look at Hank. “This is perfect; I should be heading out,” he said.“Wait, before you go, would you like me to assign an assis
He picked up his phone and called Hank. After a few rings, Hank answered the call.“Sir, there is something important I need to tell you,” he said politely. He wanted to inform him that he quit in the nicest way possible.“Oh, what is it?” Hank asked.“Sir, I want to quit working for Wood Floor Experts,” he said calmly.“What? Why? What happened?” Hank was bombarded with questions.Victor expected this type of reaction from him, but he was ready to stand his ground.“I don’t have a particular reason, but I don’t want to keep working at the company anymore. I might create my own agency or not, but I want to quit,” he explained.“Oh, but I thought you loved working at Wood Floor Experts; is it that you are tired of the company?” Hank was finding it hard to let go. He had high hopes for Victor and hoped that he would work for the company for a long time.“Yeah, I loved working at Wood Floor Experts, but I want to explore my potential alone, and I hope that you will be in support of that,
“Yes, each time they take one student, they give me a total of $200,000; I know it’s bad, but I can’t reject the money, nor can I stop them from doing what they want."“Hmmm, then do you think you can give me details about the mafias and how we could get those students back?”“I don’t think it’s possible to get those students back; I don’t know what they do with them, but they take them far away to an unknown country, and that’s the end; there’s no more information on their whereabouts; as for the mafias, I have no details on them,” Johnson explained calmly.“Are you sure you are telling me the entire truth?”“Yes, I have nothing to lose at this point. I am sick and tired of everything they have going on. Hopefully you and your people can find a way to stop those mafias."“What of Kacy Turner? He is the most recent victim; don’t you think we can still get him back?” Santos knew that Kacy was one of the reasons why Victor brought the case to him.“No, Kacy is long gone; there’s no way
“Tell me, what is the case about? What happened exactly?” Santos said this with his hands clasped on the desk and his eyes focused on Victor.“The thing is, a student of mine went missing two days ago; his name is Kacy Turner, and we looked for him but couldn’t find him anywhere. The police are currently looking for him, but there's been no progress. I happened to overhear a conversation with the principal of the high school and found it suspicious, so I snuck into his office after school hours and hacked into his computer. I know it’s illegal to do that, but I just needed an answer."“I understand, but what did you find after you hacked into his computer?”“Everything is in this drive over here; you can have a look for yourself,” Victor handed the drive to him.Santos placed the drive on the laptop on his desk. He started going through the documents on the drive as his eyes opened wide. “What the hell!” He yelled.“What is it?” Victor wondered why he yelled like that.“There are a co
Victor’s cellphone started ringing loudly as he took it out and saw that Mrs. Turner was calling him. He answered the call. “Mr. Victor, I am calling to inform you that I and my husband have filed the missing person complaint at the police station."“That’s good to hear. Have the police started their search for him yet?”“Yes, they have sent out a couple of patrol cars to look for Kacy; hopefully they find him early before the day runs out."“Yeah, I hope so too; in case they find him, just inform me about it." Even though Victor feels the principal has something to do with Kacy's disappearance, he doesn’t want to draw any conclusions and wants to consider the possibilities that the police might be able to find him.“Okay, I will." After that, she ended the call.***Later in the night,The moon hung like a silver coin in the star-sprinkled sky, casting eerie shadows over Mitchell High School. Victor stood in the cover of darkness, a silhouette draped in a pitch-black hoodie and match
Victor's heart sank as he joined in the search; his mind was clouded with worry. What could have happened to Kacy? Was he in danger?As the sun dipped lower in the sky, the search continued. The community rallied, with volunteers arriving to aid in the search.But despite the collective effort, the outcome remained unchanged—Kacy was still missing.The evening sky turned dark, casting a somber atmosphere over the school. Victor stood with a heavy heart, his eyes scanning the faces around him, searching for a glimpse of hope amidst the worry.But still, Kacy was nowhere to be seen. Victor felt this was the best time to inform the parents about their son's mission. He had told the prison not to tell the parents about Kacy being missing yet, hoping that they would find him. Victor took out his phone as he called Mrs. Turner.“Hello Victor,”“Mrs. Turner, we can’t find Kacy anywhere in the school premises of the community; we have searched everywhere for him, but he’s nowhere to be found.
***As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the sky, Victor escorted Kacy Turner to his house for their first tutoring session. The gentle hum of the car engine filled the comfortable silence between them as they drove through the tranquil streets.Upon arriving, Victor welcomed Kacy into his home, leading him to a cozy study area prepared with textbooks, notebooks, and a whiteboard. The room exuded an air of quiet focus and a welcoming atmosphere, setting the stage for their mathematics lesson. Victor had planned to take him home from school for their first lesson with his parents. He offered Kacy food and drinks and wanted him to be comfortable before they began their first lesson."Alright, Kacy, today we'll be diving into quadratic equations," Victor announced, his tone encouraging as he prepared to impart his knowledge to his student.However, as Victor began explaining the concepts and solving equations, he noticed Kacy's furrowed brow and distant
Victor nodded, returning their smiles with one of his own. "I won't let you down. Let's work together to help Kacy succeed."With a shared sense of determination and hope, they parted ways, each carrying the weight of their commitment to Kacy's future. Victor knew that this opportunity wasn't just about teaching mathematics—it was about making a profound impact on Kacy's life and completing his mission in the process.***As the day drew to a close, Victor packed up his belongings in his office at Mitchell High School. The corridors echoed with the fading sounds of students' chatter and the bustling of the school day winding down. He locked the door behind him and made his way down the hallway toward the exit.As he walked past the public staff room, Victor caught snippets of conversation from within. Two teachers were engaged in discussion, their voices hushed but audible enough for Victor to overhear."Heard about those missing students from a few years ago? It's strange, isn't it?"
Victor paused, considering Kacy's words. He wanted to delve deeper into Kacy's struggles and offer the kind of support that would make a difference. However, before he could say more, the bell signaling the end of the break rang, interrupting their conversation."Kacy, I want you to know that I'm here to help," Victor said sincerely, hoping to instill a sense of encouragement in the young boy. "Let's set up a time to talk more about this. Together, we'll find a way to make mathematics more accessible for you, okay?"Kacy nodded, offering a hesitant smile before scurrying off to his next class.Victor watched him go, a sense of determination settling within him. He knew that understanding Kacy's difficulties in mathematics would take time, patience, and a personalized approach. He was committed to making a difference in Kacy's academic journey, ensuring that no student was left behind or discouraged by the challenges they faced, and also completing his mission in the process.***Victo
The interview commenced, and Victor articulated his pedagogical philosophy with unwavering conviction. He shared anecdotes from his journey, highlighting his dedication to fostering a supportive and engaging learning environment for students. His passion for mathematics shone through as he discussed innovative teaching methods and his commitment to instilling a love for the subject.The panel members listened attentively, nodding in acknowledgment of his expertise and enthusiasm. They posed questions, and Victor responded with confidence and poise, drawing from his experiences and visions for education.One of the panel members asked curiously. “But if I may ask, you are a millionaire, right?”“Yes,” Victor answered swiftly.“Then why exactly do you want to work a job where you will hardly make up to $200,000 a year?” They wanted to know what Victor’s intentions were, whether he was in it for the money or for something else, because it was clear that he was not in it for the money.“T
As Laura returned to her cell, a sense of relief washed over her. It was a small step, but a step toward redemption. She couldn't undo the damage she had caused, but she could choose a different path moving forward.As she sat alone in her cell, a newfound sense of liberation blossomed within her. For the first time in a long while, she felt unburdened, and the weight of her vendetta lifted from her shoulders. It was a step toward inner peace, a chance to break free from the cycle of revenge that had consumed her.In that quiet moment of introspection, Laura Solace found a glimmer of hope—a hope for a future unshackled from the chains of her own past decisions. It was a tentative beginning, but a beginning nonetheless, toward a life free from the destructive pursuit of vengeance. She also intends on quitting her con lifestyle and probably living an honest life once she’s done with her sentence.***Later in the afternoon, detective Morrison got Laura’s statement from the federal priso