I reached the car just in time to see him leaning by the passenger seat and I opened the door for him to enter "What's your obsession with local bars these days? You were not this obsessed about it before. What changed?" he asked me and I smiled. I knew better than to lie to myself about what the main reason for my sudden change was. But it had everything to do with Olivia. "I'm still waiting for an answer. So when you are done thinking in your head, please give me one." He added. "Okay. It has everything to do with Olivia. The girl is different and has really changed so many things about me. Yes I used to love going to fancy bars and all that but after dad took me to a fancy restaurant to announce that I will be getting married to Sandra even if I wanted to or not, I knew that I had to change something. The next best thing was a change of scenery.""So I went to one local bar around this side of town and that was where I met Olivia and had the best night of my life. I have never f
"What is it?" Tony asked when he noticed that I had stopped when we got closer to the door. "Well, see for yourself," I told him as I moved away and allowed him to see the security lock on the door. "Well don't you know the code?" He turned to ask me, still whispering. "Have you gone nuts or something? I told you in the car that no one has ever been in this room apart from my father and somehow you actually think that I will have the code to it?" I asked him. "How in the world were you not even curious in a little bit to find out what was actually happening? How did you manage to live in that house without being curious as to find out what was happening and why this room was locked?" He asked me."Look I had way bigger things to worry about okay? I actually had so many things to worry about that I unfortunately could not concern myself with something like this, so please don't blame me that much for wanting to not pick a fight with my father this way." "You are just unbelievable.
I looked at the pictures again and wondered who the man could be but because I knew that for his picture to be placed in the same place as Olivia's mother own, then he had to be someone of very big importance, I called Tony over. "Tony, come over here," I said and the young man rushed to my side. "Look at what I have found. What do you think all these means now?" I asked him even when the man had no gotten to my side yet but in a few seconds, he did and immediately he saw the picture, he could not help but gasp. "Oh no, not this man," he said and took the file from my hand. "Why? Who is this man?" I asked him and he smiled before answering. "Well he is a Spanish mafia king. His name is Gonalez and if the is anything I know, I know that people avoid him like a plague because he is bad news on a good day. But why does Olivia's mother know her?" "First of all, the woman's name is Deborah. I would love it if we actually addressed her by her first name from now on and honestly though
I did not understand what was going on. I knew that this young man definitely had the kind of wisdom needed in situations like but I did not want to believe the words that came out of his mouth. I was not sure he even understood what he was saying. How was it so possible that my father was business partners with a mafia king? Was it that my father did not know he was a mafia king or he knew but he just did not want to care about his reputation anymore? Was that why he had this secret room? So may thoughts flew through my head as I tried to hold myself back, as I tried to lie back and wonder what exactly was going on. I did not understand anything about what Tony had said and I was not going to believe him either. It was obvious that he had some sort of anger towards my family and he wanted to wreck my father's name. "Do you have any idea what you are talking about?!" I said angrily as I took a hold of his collar and pushed him further into the chair that he was seated on. "Daniel,
I could hear my heart pounding as I wondered what I could do. His footsteps didn't seem to be coming my way but I knew that with time, it actually would. The man definitely suspected that something was actually going on and the sooner I was able to get rid of that thought from his mind, the better it would be for me. But the was no way I could actually get rid of that thought and so all I did was pray that his footsteps doesn't take him to where I stood. My prayers seemed to be working because almost immediately, he moved from my direction to yet another. I let out a small sigh of relief as he kept going, trying to get to the root of how those papers ended up there. "We need to do something," I whispered to Tony in very hushed voice but the man did not respond instead he just placed a hand over my mouth and as I turned around, I saw that my father had turned his neck towards the sound that I had just made. He took slow steps towards me and I froze in shock. He walked so close to w
We waited patiently in the cupboard till my father got what he wanted and then he finally walked out of the room without turning off the lights. "Is that supposed to be a trap?" I asked Tony and he smiled. "Yes. He wants to see if the light will go off or on and he will confirm it when he wakes up in the morning. I don't know if he has placed more triggers for us. I will say we take the document that we actually want to carry and go away with it, we don't need to stay here and complicate things further for us." I agreed with him even though I wished I could stay a bit longer and actually get to see more documents that will give me more insights about this man that I called my father. But as Tony said I had to keep my identity a secret. And even when I knew that dad wont do much to me, I could not imagine the things he would actually do to Tony if he discovered this. I may not be able to defend Tony the way I may want to and I could not risk starting a problem like that for the you
We looked at each other, none knowing what to do to make the matters of our life better. I looked at Tony with a strange look on his face as I wondered what could actually be going through his head, he was very silent but I knew that he was definitely thinking of something. The more I looked at him, the more I wondered what it could be but when his arched eyebrows and his silence got too much for me to bear, I finally asked him. "Well since you don't want to say anything without my asking. Take this as me asking, what exactly is going on?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" He asked me back. "You are obviously thinking of something. I want to know what it is." "The only thing that I am actually thinking of is how I can get out of here." "Tony, come on now, I am actually being serious here," I told him when I notice the shimmer in his eyes. Tony was always the friend who like to joke a lot. He had a lot of things to say about life in general and he never ceased to keep his op
"Any more questions?" Tony asked breaking me from my tran of thoughts and bringing me back to reality with him. I was scared to ask the next question that was on my mind and I didn't know if Tony had the answer but I needed to know. "The relationship between my father and this man, is it because he wanted to clean some money as well?" I asked. Tony looked at me, contemplating if he should answer that question or not. I could see it in his eyes that he was terrified to answer the question and tell me what was actually going on. He feared of how I would react and the different emotions I would feel. But I think his most major concern was how I would take the matter and respond to it when we finally get to meet with Henry. He didn't think it wise to risk it, I could see it in his eyes and immediately I saw the confusion in them, I knew he would opt for the easy way out. "Right now, I cant say for sure because even when Henry is known on the street as a money cleaner, he does have oth