The taxi driver stopped his car in the front of a five stars rated apartment building. Some men were standing in the front of building with some security equipment as the area was full private vicinity. There was a valet parking service and the taxi stopped just a few steps from the spot. A man from the apartment staff approached the taxi and halted his questions to the taxi driver man after his eyes captured Edward Philippe inside the taxi with a woman was sleeping. Edward put his finger on his lips, asking the man to not making some voices that his voice could make Elena wake up. Edward wrapped his arm behind Elena’s back and gripped her arm as he lifted her body to be carried away by his two arms. He came out the taxi carefully. “Please pull a hundred dollar from my mantle’s pocket and give it to the taxi driver!” He leaned his body to the security guard that opened the taxi door for him. His voice sounded whispering and he kept carrying Elena with his two arms. The se
The days were running in deep burden of the eyes of the old man, Louis Phillipe. He was the owner of some big companies under the label of Phillipe. He had done hard to achieve the wealth belongs to him up to those days. “What’s coming next, doctor Hanson?” Louis rested his trembling hand on the arm of the wheelchair where the middle aged man in his casual outfits was helping him to move the wheel chair. Doctor Hanson sighed. Louis tilted his head and stared at doctor Hanson. “I am ready to hear anything…” he looked at doctor Hanson and chuckled. “You know one thing that I fear now that I made a wrong decision to marry a woman, out of my league…” Doctor Hanson smiled hearing that old joke. ‘Of course, he wasn’t regret about that. He’s a successful wealthy rich man with zero scandal in his marriage with a woman who didn’t come from the high class women but Mrs. Arlina Phillipe has a good personality and she is intelligent woman with strong willed to assist her man to bui
Someone was calling as Edward found his gadget ringing. “Boss, could you come over to the office today?” Bernard was calling. Edward puffed and unplugged his computer. “What’s happening?” He made his voice lower. He heard a deep sigh from there, he could sense that Bernard was facing something important that needed Edward’s involvement physically there. “About your Grandpa, Boss!” Edward sneaked out from the room where he was absorbed of working on some paperwork. He saw Elena was watching something on television. He remembered they should go to the clinic and visited Fortune, a puddle dog that he saved. “Is Curtis there?” Edward continued asking. He heard Bernard long inhaled. “Yes, Mr. Edward. I’ve asked him to wait in the lounge room for guests.” There was a pause. Edward sighed. He understood what possibly happened there. “Give me an hour, I will be there…” Edward talked and wiped his nose. “Yes, Mr. Edward.” Edward took a deep breath. “Don’t give him any
One night before… Curtis Falcon opened his eyes widened and was shocked as someone nagging his hand on Curtis’s arm. He was half hang over, coming out from the bar as those men were catching him and they intended taking him to a place that it appeared so strange to him. He was put into a luxurious car after a man strapped his mouth but he also did the same things to both his hands. He had no chance to open his mouth and asked what sh*t things they were doing. At that time, the parking lot was empty. There were only few cars parking there. Bad thing, no one witnessed what those men doing to Curtis, one of the owners of that bar. Curtis Falcon squinted his eyes and examined those men’s face though none of those faces were recognizable by his awakening consciousness left. The alcohol had vaporized his awareness about anything. He could do nothing up to those men pushed him out from the car, taking him to wander over the darkness of the street to a place where some old and aban
One night before…Curtis Falcon opened his eyes widened and was shocked as someone nagging his hand on Curtis’s arm. He was half hang over, coming out from the bar as those men were catching him and they intended taking him to a place that it appeared so strange to him.He was put into a luxurious car after a man strapped his mouth but he also did the same things to both his hands. He had no chance to open his mouth and asked what sh*t things they were doing.At that time, the parking lot was empty. There were only few cars parking there. Bad thing, no one witnessed what those men doing to Curtis, one of the owners of that bar.Curtis Falcon squinted his eyes and examined those men’s face though none of those faces were recognizable by his awakening consciousness left. The alcohol had vaporized his awareness about anything.He could do nothing up to those men pushed him out from the car, taking him to wander over the darkness of the street to a place where some old and abandone
Curtis turned around. He unzipped his jacket, pulling upward his right side lip and bending down his head to turn off his phone then, put it into his jacket. Freely moving himself to the table separate him and Edward. Edward saw Curtis’s right lip tip was band aided. His eyes caught a bruised scar on Curtis’s cheek. He was sure it wasn’t an accident taking in Curtis’s shaving time, those all scars. His mind was talking some suspicious things but he tried to hide it by putting a smile on his lips. He took a deep inhale. He found the outfit Curtis wearing looked untidy and there was a stain seemingly appeared like a dried blood on Curtis’s white shirt. He smelled something was going on with Curtis, and he didn’t like the bad scenarios which running inside his head. Curtis approached him while he was dragging out a chair to sit. “We need to talk!” Curtis stared at him. Again, the haze covered the room. Edward smiled and took a deep inhale. “I don’t like anyone smoking in
Bernard sighed and looked at the cracked glassed surface of the table as he opened the door after knocking. He walked into the room as Edward glanced at him. He stood and looked at Edward who kept gazing through outside the window. He knew the wave of emotion had hit the shore inside the man sitting in his sight, resting his chin under the clenched fist. Edward took a glimpse of Bernard. “Whatever you need to do, Bernard and please I need to take some fresh air for some hours…” He sipped the tea for the last time before rising from the seat and leaving the room. Bernard turned around. “Mr. Edward, where are you going?” He followed the steps of Edward. He hang the phone with the maintenance department to take care of the wrecked table and change it the new one. “Send a man to check the table and change it…” Bernard hurriedly ended the phone call. He strolled down to follow his boss as he deeply concerned of Edward’s safety. ‘He got blackmailed some days ago and I sh
The voice of someone steps approaching made Edward stopped wandering into his fragmented old world. The man in the same age with his father appeared into his sight. He approached Edward with his warm smile. “Edward Philippe…” the man gave a warm hug that Edward almost forgot how it felt most from a man of father figure…many years counted. “Emir Drake…” Edward beamed as Emir released his hug on him. Emir turned his eyes to the table next him standing. Almost full of jasmine tea cup remains hit his eyes and he gleamed his beam. He sighed. “I think you need to take a walk with me…” Edward smirked. He grabbed his jacket from the seat’s arm. They took a stroll down the stairs to walk along the coral stoned path. Side along the walking path all the eyes captured were the green plants and floral decorative plants grown to give some fresh air. Edward vacuumed the fresh air, the scent of soil combined with the flowers eased some battles inside his mind. “We just re