Drew looked into the eye of every old codger. They weren't exactly old. Some were middle-aged but there were men who were in their mid-thirties and early forties in their midst. He called them old codgers because it was so hard to get them to see things in a different light than what they were used to. Typical geriatric behavior.He had actually been surprised that Uncle Rich actually gathered them within few minutes. Even more surprised that each of them had showed up.He waved the printed email. "This right here is the printed email from Trofí talking about an offer previously made to buy McBride Foods. An offer I am certain you all are aware of. An offer you all deemed fit to keep from me…""An offer that was made when you were hiding away somewhere." Fred cut in.Fred Wilbur. The man hated him. He had to, because what else could explain the amount of disdain the man had shown him since he returned to McBride Foods?"You disappeared for how many years?""Three. But that has no con
Maddie shuffled her gaze between the offensive piece of paper and Drew pacing from one end of the living room to another.Just when he thought he had it all handled, this had to come and explode in his face. All within twenty four hours.Her heart went out to him. It was hard to fight an enemy you could not see. Especially one who was saw and was watching you."How in God's name did that information leak?" Drew ran his hand through his already rumpled hair."You have a mole in the company." Aiden stated from the couch. Before the newspaper even landed on their doorstep, Aiden was already at their door, the morning paper clasped in his hands. Immediately they opened the door, he handed them the newspaper, headed straight to the couch, assumed what she called the thinking pose — fingers intertwined and jaw resting on them — and had been like that ever since."Of course there is a mole. The newspaper is an evidence of that."Aiden didn't even bother to react to Drew's terse response. "Wh
tDrew stared into the eyes of his employees. He could feel their angst, confusion and anger even. But most prevalent was uncertainty. Was he planning on selling the company off? Would that cause them to lose their jobs?Aiden's words echoed in his mind: "Tell them the truth about the offer. If possible show them the date it was made to back up your claim of not being aware of it until recently. Let them know what you think about the offer and what your plans are for the company."He clapped his hand to grab their attention. "Let's cut to the chase, shall we?"Clearly, without leaving any part out, he explained the offer from Trofí to buy McBride Foods out. He let them know that he had already rejected the offer and there was no need for them to fear losing their jobs.Slowly, he saw the tension losen from some shoulders and fear vanish from some of their eyes, especially when he got to what he intended to do in McBride Foods."Now there have been rumors about the company not doing a
It started subtly.Harmless questions, statements and suggestions. Slowly it evolved to shooting down his own ideas. It was either unrealistic or destined to fail right from the start.The board meeting that held after Drew employed the interns Aiden sent, Fred had publicly called him out, demanding why he did so without informing the BOD.Another time, Fred and his cronies hadn't shown up for the meeting. When he reached out to them, they all claimed to have forgotten.The excuse was so improbable, it was obviously a lie.It was as though they were trying to mock his authority, disgrace him in a kind of twisted way. All in a bid to…do what? Express their displeasure at his refusal of Trofí's offer? Make him so discouraged that he allows them do whatever they willed? As though it was that easy to turn him away from the course he was on.Things to do in the company remain undone, what with Fred and his cohorts misbehaving. It was like a dance, him taking a step forward and them taking
Maddie wondered if this was how Cinderella felt when she walked into the ball and danced with the prince.A mix of wonder and disbelief. Wonder because never in her imaginations did she ever think this was possible; dining and dancing with royalty. Disbelief because somewhere in her heart, she was wondering if it would all disappear when she blinked.But unlike Cinderella that returned back to being a pauper when the clock struck midnight — until the prince came for her — this was her life. This was her new normal. Dining in a building that looked like it was built just to show off its magnificence and eating food that looked so beautiful to eat and was definitely too small to satisfy."Why do your kind do things like this?" She asked as the waiter refilled her glass.Drew cocked his brow. "My kind?"She bit her lip and that seemed to amuse him. "I know since I am married to you, I have become part of the said kind." His eyes danced with laughter. "What do our kind do?"She looked ar
Drew's heart was beating wild within his chest, thumping so loud it became the only thing he could hear.And one thing was responsible for it. Fear.Fear that he had scared her off.Aiden usually called him a man full of passion. He had always thought it a strength but perhaps it wasn't. Madeline eyes were freaking wide with stark fear. She looked like a deer caught before headlights.Even though every nerve in his body was screaming to kiss her, he could not but reverse into a safe territory. And so he leaned back on his chair and placed his hands on his laps. He put on a harmless smile and said, "tell me about your family."If anything, the 'deer caught in headlights' look intensified. "My…my family?" She stammered.What was with him and saying the wrong things tonight?"Yeah. You know so much — well, not so much but moderate knowledge about my family. I'd like to know about yours."Her eyes landed on everywhere but his face. Then she sighed and closed her eyes. "My family is not lik
"Madeline!" Drew called from somewhere in the corridor."I'll soon be down." Maddie shouted back."You said that the last time. And the time before that. And the time before that. And the time before that."She chuckled."I'm beginning to think the sun would set before we actually leave — or rather before you step out of that room.""Beach at sunset is not a bad idea. I think it's a better idea.""Come on, Madeline!"She chuckled and returned her gaze to the mirror where she had taken residence in front of since the sun rose and she stepped out of the bathroom.Last night at dinner, Aiden had suggested a trip to the beach. He claimed they all needed a break from the investigations — a time when they were simply Maddie, Drew and Aiden. No responsibility. No pressure. Just simply being and enjoying the good things of life.She had wanted to decline but she saw the excitement in Drew's eyes and realized that he did need this and so she agreed. And here she stood, dressed in a two-piece —
They tried so much not to be obvious but when they kept gumming themselves to her, there was no doubt that something was up."Alright, guys." Maddie looked from Aiden to Drew. "What is going on?""What do you mean by what is going on?" Drew glanced around. "We're just relaxing. At the beach. Like we said we would.""Don't play that game with me, Drew. The both of you haven't let me out of your sight since we got here. And don't you lie to me."Drew looked away, and instinctively she knew he was trying to come up with something that wasn't exactly the truth but was close to it."Drew!"His head turned and his eyes searched hers. His gaze dropped and he palmed the back of his neck. He exhaled slowly. "That snake didn't crawl into your bag, Madeline."Images of her meltdown few hours ago started to flash through her mind but she immediately shoved them down and forced her mind to focus on what Drew was saying. "You think someone planted it in there."His eyes holding hers, he nodded."Ho
Drew’s heart was full as he watched Aunt Lauren fuss over Madeline and their daughter. She, Uncle Keith and Aiden had come over immediately they got home from the hospital.He noted the look of wonder that came upon his wife’s face as she stared at the face of the precious baby in her arms.Melissa Vivianne McBride.Melissa because Madeline had always loved the name. Vivianne after his mother.He may or may not have choked up when she named their daughter after his mother.A tap on his shoulder turned his gaze away from the two people he had been staring at all day. “I have something to tell you.” Aiden said, his eyes so serious.He remembered when Madeline told him that Aiden would let him know what had been going on when it was time. It seemed now was time.With a nod, he stood up, mouthed the words, “be right back” to Madeline and headed to his study, Aiden keeping in step with him.He opened the door and allowed Aiden to step in first before bringing in the rear. “What’s it, Aid
“Wait, what?” Aiden’s eyes bounced between Drew and Maddie.Drew nodded. “You are going to be an uncle.”Aiden swallowed hard. The hard guy looked as if he was about to tear up. “I wanted to ask how but I remember how many times I had to excuse myself out of the room so that you guys could…”“Aiden!” Drew exclaimed while she just laughed. “We get it.”Aiden’s face softened in a smile. He stood up and pulled her up into a hug. Then he gave Drew a one-shouldered hug. “Congratulations, guys. I am so happy for you both. To think that I was so opposed to all these from the beginning.” His eyes got flooded with emotions. “I am so glad it all worked out. Does Mom and Dad know?” “Aunt Lauren was the first to figure it out.” Drew answered. “Even before we did.”Aiden laughed, then suddenly got caught up in his thoughts. When he pulled himself out of his thoughts, he flashed them a bright — perhaps a tad overbright — smile. “Whether a boy or a girl, I am the child’s godfather. You guys going t
“I am fine!” Maddie esclaimed for the umpteeneth time that day and it was only just one in the afternoon.“I will believe that when you stop sleeping like a log of wood.” Drew shot back.Her mouth rounded in an ‘O’ of surprise, then she burst into laughter. “That was not so very nice, Drew. You don’t go around telling a woman that she sleeps like a log of wood.”“Not when the woman is my wife and is stubbornly claiming that she is fine even though clearly she isn’t.”She had been sleeping alot recently. And she might or might not have just woken up from what was supposed to be a very short nap that elongated into a good sleep. But that was not the point. She was fine. “I am fine. Everyone has the right to feel overwhelmed once in a while.”“What is overwhelming you, love.?”“School. Classes. Reading. I am preparing for exams and I have been reading alot.”“Baby, you’ve been falling asleep while reading. The number of times I’ve had to carry you from where you had zonked out to the b
It was like he lost his parents all over again.Drew stared at the headstone marking the remains of his parents, and his heart constricted within him. His grip on the bouquet of flowers tightened. Never had he felt so much anger.As he read the epitaph, the words “they shouldn’t be here” kept echoing in his mind. And that did nothing to help his anger. Or grief.He wasn’t sure he felt grief. Not when it felt like his heart was a hollow basket, and the lacrimal glands in his eyes had gotten so dry, he was no longer capable of producing tears.Was this what grief felt like?A soft hand covered his hand holding the flowers. Feminine fingers pried his fingers from their chokehold, collecting the flowers in the process. Without a word, he watched his wife lay the flowers on his parent’s grave. When she turned, wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his chest, he held her tightly. Like she was his anchor. And she was. In this time when he felt out of touch with everything,
Aiden looked like death warmed over. Maddie opened the door wider and stepped back. “You look terrible.”Aiden chuckled. “Thank you.” He sobered. “It is good to see you.”She smiled back. She really must have given Drew the scare.”This is where I belong.”“Glad you realized it before I had to lasso you and drag you back to my friend.”She laughed. “I would like to see you try. Drew is asleep and you look like you could use a good nap yourself. Why don’t you make use of one of the guest rooms?”Aiden nodded and started towards the stairs.“This was what you suspected, wasn’t it?” She asked, stopping him on his tracks. “That day I accused you.”“I won’t say accuse. It was more of a challenge. And yes, it is what I suspected. After his parents’ will was read and he disappeared to his mountain cabin, my dad mentioned it in passing one day that Rich had been the one to suggest that the caveat be tied to Drew’s inheritance. According to Dad, the caveat was supposed to be on all of his inhe
Since Maxwell lawyered up, the questioning as it were was over — or at least till his lawyer arrived. But Drew could not find the strength to move from the spot he had been standing since the questioning started. Maxwell’s confession was still echoing in his head. His parents’ accident had not been an accident but a murder. His parents should not have died.His throat closed and it was all he could do to breathe.The door to the observation room opened and Aiden walked in. his friend’s eyes were pained. He moved towards Drew. “it is going to be a long night. You should head home.”All he could do was nod.Aiden was quiet for some moments. “I am sorry you had to hear that.”He shook his head. “I am not. It hurts like dickens but it is better than never knowing.”Aiden’s hand came up to squeeze his shoulder in an act of comfort. “Take care. I’ll come by the house once I am done here.”He nodded. “I will have Max drop you.”He sure was not in the mental state to drive himself. “Thank
“So what do you have against Drew?” Kendall’s question traveled through the headphones into Drew’s ears.He wondered just how his sneaky cousin would answer this one. There was a pause, then Maxwell said, “I do not exactly have something against my cousin. I just can’t stand hypocrites. Smile in the public but is ready to kill in the shadows.” Another pause. “We are probably the only ones that realize what a scam Drew is.”“Why have you never confronted him or maybe reported him to your aunt and uncle? When they were alive, that is.?”“I never had evidence. Plus he was their star child. Their only child. They would never believe the poor brother’s child.” Maxwell’s voice dropped to a mutter. “Plus just because a person shared your blood or is married to one who shared your blood does not mean they are family.” Aiden looked at him. “Am I missing something?”He shook his head. “I am as lost as you are, Aiden.”Then in a voice that was loud enough for Kendall to hear, Maxwell said, “ca
Was this how death felt like?The existence of nothingness. Swimming in the pool of hopelessness.One might say she was exaggerating. But nothing could deny the fact that perhaps love was not for her. She could not stand the uncertainty. And the realization of that hurt.Probably hurt more than a real heartbreak.The person who said it was better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all probably never knew what it meant to live a life where the reality you knew was always been let down. That the mere thought of reaching for something as pure as love made you break out in cold sweat. And at the first sign or sound of betrayal the only thought that ce to mind was escape.She was her mother's daughter but she could not afford to become her mother.If only she could summon the strength to stop crying, pick herself off the bed and pack her stuff.The doorbell rang.She paused. Aiden was at the company and Drew would never knock. It could not be her Father. Gerald would not le
“It is not what you are thinking, Madeline.” Drew approached the couch slowly, his hand stretched out in a placating gesture.The hell is it not what I am thinking, Drew? She screamed in her mind, it is flipping written on your face.“How do you know what I am thinking?” She asked with a calm she was not feeling.“It is in your eyes, Madeline”“I want to ask you some questions and I want you to answer me sincerely.”“I will.”“This lady in the picture, do you know her?”Drew nodded. “Yes, I do.”She swallowed and added, “romantically?”“I knew her romantically.” He emphasized ‘knew.’“Your reaction does not exactly say knew.”“I blanched because I know how the pictures would look to you.”“Do not make this about me.”He folded his lips. Inhaled deeply. “This,” she raised the picture up, “did it really happen?”He shut his eyes. “Yes.” His eyes opened, pleading. “But…”“The yes would suffice, Drew.” She cut in. she closed her eyes. Tears burned her eyelids. God, she was a thousand tim