Adair’s Point of View
The morning is spent at sitting in a boring business meeting with people pitching ideas about our next project based on technology, health care, and interaction and quite frankly everything they had to say sucked like hell.
Relieved, I let out a deep breath and close my eyes as the last presentation finally comes to an end.
“We will continue to go through the proposals and short list some more people. Ms. Lodhi will be in contact with those who move forward. You may leave now.” I say in a bored tone telling everyone to get the hell out now.
There will be no short list because no one made it to the short list.
As soon as everyone leaves, Ms. Lodhi and I are left alone to discuss these bland and juvenile proposals.
“What do you think Mr. Adair?” Ms. Lodhi asks stapling the one page summaries of proposals together.
“What I think is that they w
Adair called me and filled me in with the whole Miller situation and to say the least, I was very dissapointed. I really did believe that once Miller came back from his vacation that he could tell us something about the masked man. Now, just like Adair, I'm thinking he had a hand in helping the masked man deliever those threats to me, otherwise why else would he end his phone contract.With Adair working on finding Miller's whereabouts, the faster we find Miller the sooner we’ll find out whose sending me all these threats and in solving the murder case of Anna's father.I decide to stay over at Aaliyah’s house for the weekend because I was starting to get lonely and the house just seems weird without my mom. I could have invited her to my place, but it’s much safer if I went over to her place.Andrew came along with me, because once Adair found out that I was staying over at Aaliyah's for the weekend he made sure to let Andrew know
I end up waking up early because I couldn’t go back to sleep after last night. Instead of tossing and turning in my bed, I decide to just get the day started and make myself something to eat.Taking my plate of breakfast, I sit in the living room and watch some morning news.Adair’s case is still trending and it’s almost been two weeks. Usually, within one or two days the news station would change its headline to the next big thing that has happened in the city, but for the first this hasn't been the case. Adair really does have that powerful effect on the media and on the rest of the world.Speaking of Adair, a sound of a ding grabs my attention and I see that a message has popped up on the screen of my phone. It's from him. Opening the text, I wonder why he's awake at 6:30am in the morning on a Saturday.Adair: Ms. Carter it’s about Greg’s transactions and the other transactions. Please meet me at my office anytime toda
I make my up to Aaliyah’s dark green apartment door, and notice that Andrew isn’t where I last saw him. I do have the key to her house, but unlike last night, there's no way that I'm walking in on them again.I knock loudly on the door just to scare them and to make sure to let them know that somone is at the door. It works because a deep breathing Aaliyah opens the door with her hand clutching her chest.“Sarah, geez I thought this was a raid or something!” She says breathlessly.I walk inside with a smug smile and catch Andrew sitting at the island.“I just wanted to make sure you knew that it was me.” I laugh evilly. “Hey Andrew!”“Hi Ms. Carter. How were your errands?” He asks taking a sip from his coffee.His coffee cup reminds of when Adair took a sip of his own coffee, and my body shivers again as I remember the sound that escaped his lips.I'm a mess.
We spend the rest of our day playing golf. After counting our scores, Aaliyah came in first place, along with Andrew second, and of course, I got the last spot. Despite coming last, I do have to admit that I had alot of fun today, minus the part where I saw Anna.After a hard and long day of physical activ ity, we all decided to go eat dinner at Aaliyah and I's favorite resturant.“Wow this place is amazing.” Andrew gasps as he takes in the interior.Flavor, is a Middle Eastern restaurant located in downtown New York and I’ve been going here ever since my law school days and Aaliyah since her paralegal school days.It's warm cozy interior shines with decorative gold lamps hanging from the ceiling in various places across the restaurant. The walls are painted a shade of rich burgundy and beautiful Middle Eastern art hangs on the walls along with plates painted with various designs. Each table has a colorful candle
“I’ll be down quickly.” I state, getting out of the car.“Ms. Carter, I’m not letting you go up there alone especially at this time.” Adair says getting out of the car as well.I know there’s no point in arguing with him because he’s going to come anyways.We make our way up to my penthouse in silence and as soon as we get out of the elevator we spot the bodyguard who replaced Cole laying unconscious on the floor and my penthouse door wide open.Adair and I both freeze in our spots. My eyes lock on the lifeless figure on the floor, my heart leaping into my throat and my once warm hands, thanks to the heat in Adair's car, now cold and clammy.Please don't be dead.Adair's head snaps back and forth, his eyes scrutinizing every inch of the silent hallway. Drawing out a black gun from the inside of his blazer, he brings it close to his chest ready to strike if needed.&nbs
During the entire drive to Aaliyah’s place all I can think about is how lucky I am that my mom wasn’t at home. What if he had her too? What if she got seriously injured? What if he had taken her as hostage? My mind numbing thoughts torments every part of my body, but to know that she's safe eases the terror that cripples me inside.Even though my home is destroyed, I can rebuy half of the things that were broken, but there are some things that I can’t buy back. Those cherished memories of my mom working on her paintings when I would come back from law school, and my mom’s favorite cassettes that she’s held on for years that we've watched ever since I was a kid.It’s now all gone, thanks to him.Slowly driving into the parking lot of Aaliyah’s apartment, Adair parks the car and turns the engine off, and we sit in complete silence, neither of us daring to talk or get out first.“So, what are you going to
If the outside is beautiful, then the inside is even better. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling in the foyer, it's lights dazzling across the shiny waxed floor. Two stair cases sit on opposite sides, ascending to the top and straight ahead is a door that opens to the backyard where there’s a giant pool. On my left and right sides are big glass doors both of which seem to open to sitting rooms.“I’ll give you a house tour tomorrow morning.” Adair states giving my luggage to the man who opened the door for us.“Sure.” I say still gazing around the house. “Don’t you seem to get lonely in such a big place?” I ask.As much as it seems amazing to live in a mansion, I would never be able to tolerate all this silence.“Sometimes.” He shrugs. “Come let’s get you to your room.”I follow behind him as we walk up the stairs. A bunch of pictures of him and Anna hang on th
Just as promised, the next morning Adair shows me around the house and there are only six places that I can remember from the massive house tour: mine and Adair’s rooms, the kitchen, the living room, the bathroom, and the full pool outside that doesn’t even encompasses half of his backyard. That’s how big it is.We both sit outside with our laptops open and working away in the fall sunshine near the poolside. I’m surprised that Adair hasn’t gone in to work even on a Sunday. He definitely seems like the type to do so.Or maybe because he didn't want to leave me alone.I was going to relax this weekend, but that went down the drain. After what happened last night, I need to keep my mind occupied otherwise I'll be sent into a spiral with my horror filled thoughts about last nights event.I guess I can use this time to prepare for my court case tomorrow.Typing rapidly away on his laptop, Adair’s