Blake headed to the southern part of the city every now and then, looking up as if he was following something.“Uhm, Blake what was that, that you did back there?” Betty asked curiously.“It was a tracking array. It’s tracking the item that is the Eye of the Formation. I’m following its trail now.” Blake explained.They continued and ended up at a large metal gate, where Blake stopped the Range Rover and looked up over the other side of the large rock fence. Behind the gate was a rather large home; its dilapidated condition seemed to have been abandoned.“The trail ends here to this place?” Susan asked, looking at the home.“It would seem so,” Blake said.“Uhm, guys, this is the address of Mrs. Susan Hemingway,” Carol said looking at the information she had on her phone.“Looks like there is a lot of explaining to be had,” Blake said and entered the area of the driveway before the metal gate and pressed the call button.“Yes?” A gentleman’s voice was heard over the speaker.“I’m Blake
Blake’s clone went to the auction house and delivered the Devine Stones as promised. The auction house didn’t disappoint; they began to advertise the auction that would begin within a week’s time. Blake left it for them, and the proceeds would be returned to the Chai residence for the startup of his business.With the demise of the Young Magistrate, the city’s officials elected a new person to take the mantle. He was a middle-aged man who had been taking care of all of the affairs for the previous Magistrate. Gathering a small group of guards, he made his way to the Chai residence and requested an audience with Master Elon. Blake granted entry and sat in the guest area, waiting to see how this Magistrate would handle himself.“Master Elon, first let me apologize for my predecessor’s rudeness on his behalf and of the city’s. The Guthrie City of the Central Provence would like to officially welcome you to our meager city.” The Magistrate said with an official tone.“Forget it; what is p
“Girls, we need to get back. It’s almost time for our appointment.” Blake said, looking at the three women shopping.Blake had taken Carol, Betty, and Susan to the shopping plaza to kill time until their appointed schedule with Mrs. Susan Hemingway.Blake brought the Range Rover over and they departed with the women carrying a few bags with them from their purchases. Blake made his way to the same metal gates they had come to earlier. Blake looked up and witnessed the same dark Qi entering the property. The eye of the Formation was definitely here. Pressing the call button again, the same rude voice came through.“Yes?”“I’m Blake Elon. I have an appointment to see Mrs. Susan Hemingway.” Blake said into the microphone. Without a response, the metal gates creaked and sputtered as they were opened to allow Blake entrance.Blake moved forward and entered the property. Looking around, it could be said that there was no gardener to uphold the lawn. It was as if no one was living on the pro
The women around Blake became more vigilant after Blake stated their status. But Blake was calm as ever and leaned over and took his cup and swirled the remaining bit of tea as if looking at it’s properties.“Mrs. Hemingway, if I might ask, where is Mr. Hemingway?” Blake looked over his teacup at the relaxed woman.“He is recuperating after an unfortunate event. He is unable to meet with guests at the moment.” Mrs. Hemingway said with an apologetic look.“I see. I hope he feels better soon,” Blake replied.“Oh, I’m sure he will. His healing meal for the evening arrived ahead of schedule.” Mrs. Hemingway stated with a smile.“You know I have a bit of experience with medical herbs and their properties. If I could have a chance, maybe I could hasten his recovery.” Blake suddenly said as the first to doze off was Carol slumping onto her sister’s shoulder.“Oh, I’m sure he would appreciate that, and I’m sure you could be a great help as well if you could identify the rare herbs within the
A young boy was holding onto a large silver crucifix on his chest. The dark Qi was being channeled through the silver cross and the energy was being placed into the youth’s body. Blake looked over at Mrs. Hemingway and then to the youth inside the box and back again. The features of the boy were white hair and a pale complexion with ruby lips. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, gathering the energy from the mystic item. Legends said that the crucifix and cross were deadly to their kind, but that was a myth and held no actual bearing. The race of Vampires is not immortal; even though they can live for quite a long time, their life force does wain after a certain time when they are not able to maintain their body. These are the times when they are more desperate, and accidents would occur.“He’s quite young,” Blake said and looked at Mrs. Hemingway with a devilish smile. Bringing a bit of blush upon her pale face.“It’s not like that, it’s a prearranged marriage.” Mrs. Hemingway quickly
It was in the early evening, but it seemed later than it should have. The stormy weather gave an eerie vibe that loomed overhead. A lone wanderer is seen quickly walking towards a sizeable two-story estate door as the lightning flashes illuminating the person trying to avoid the rain. Being his last delivery for the day, he’s been ready for his shift to end so he can take a hot shower to take away the weather’s chill. The small awning above the door gave little relief from the drenching rain from the storm. It finally opened from knocking on the door for a minute and sounding the doorbell multiple times. A rather displeased man is standing there and questions him. “This is the Weston estate. State your business.” He bellowed, looking at the gentleman in front of him being rained upon. “I’m here to deliver this envelope. It’s assigned to Mr. George Weston and must be hand-delivered and signed for.” The delivery man said quickly, holding a large brown envelope while getting drenched
To everyone at the table, this came as a complete surprise. Everyone knew that with the help of the Andersons, the family would soar to the top known families in Swanville, California. Steve was the young master of the Anderson family; he was to be the next CEO of their real estate company and heir to Anderson’s fortune. Who wouldn’t want him to be their grandson-in-law? Everyone was whispering to one another, unable to believe what the head of the family had said. “Grandfather, why? He’s competent; he can bring many benefits to the family if this union can be….” Said Claire, almost in tears. She worked hard to pursue this family union, bringing her more benefits into the family’s good graces and using this opportunity to get ahead in the company. A young man sitting opposite Claire smiled. He was jealous of Claire’s influence on the family; she and her sister were always his grandfather’s favorite. He was Henry Weston, Claire’s first cousin, and she and he were always rivals. “Si
“You still want benefits?” Asked George Weston, getting aggravated over the whole ordeal; what was the matter with today’s youth? I would have jumped at the chance to marry into a wealthy family. “I’m selling my freedom of three years in an arranged marriage that we both don’t want; of course, there has to be an incentive.” “How about this, If you two don’t continue the marriage after the allotted time, you can walk away with a million dollars.” Said George Weston. “A million is too low, three million, and it’s a done deal.” Blake is reputed, and how could there be such a low number for the time he had to stay with this woman? “Agreed. What do you say on your end, my dear?” Asked George Weston, looking upon Claire with hope. “Okay, but during this time, he cannot touch me. I will continue to be pure for my future husband. If he defiles me, this contract will be breached, and he will have to pay me fifteen million dollars back as compensation.” Replied Claire looking at Blake with