Amelia nodded, but it still seemed fishy. Things just didn’t add up. But unfortunately, she couldn’t care less. She shrugged and simply waved it off. As long as they would no longer have to continue living such an impecunious lifestyle, who cares where the money came from?“Also, I’ll have some money transferred to your account. I’m sure all my accounts would still be under supervision so it won’t be safe there. When you receive the money, I want you to use it to purchase some crypto just in case your account is being monitored, too.”“Don’t leave large amounts of money in account for safety reasons.”Amelia was a bit scared.“How much is it?” she said, almost in a whisper.“Three million dollars.”Amelia’s eyes widened in shock. That kind of money had not entered her bank account before.Of course, it wouldn’t have been considered a large amount of money to Clark three months ago. In the days of his grandeur, that money would be like a cup of water being poured into the Atlantic ocea
The next morning.By 9 am, Arthur and Liam left Maryland airport for a business trip in bordine. It was a 45 minutes’ flight, so they arrived at their destination a few minutes before 10 am.They were supposed to inspect two estates in the area owned by Brookland Corporations. They checked into their various rooms at the hotel and had a little rest before setting out by noon.It was supposed to be a two-day trip. They spent the entire day at one estate, doing several inspections and meetings. The next day, they would also do the same for the second estate. It was a tedious task, and it was usually done by Mr. Miller himself, but he decided to assign it to Arthur in the bid of getting him well acquainted with the business, being his inevitable successor.By dusk, they were done with all the activities for the day, so they headed back to the hotel.Liam’s room was right next to Arthur’s, so they bade themselves goodnight before entering into the rooms.Normally, they would have gone to
The next day.Amelia Went back to Maryland after her failed attempt with Arthur. She had a new plan. She needed to get rid of what she thought was the cause of her problems.After her plane landed, she went home first to change into a different set of outfit that would be suitable for the kind of mission she was about to go on.She wore an all-black outfit. Black leggings, black shirt, and a black hoodie. Her sneakers were also black. While on her way to Brookland Corporations, she received so many awkward stares because of her outfit. It was so gothic.When she got to Brookland Corps, she went to the parking lot and found Aria’s car. She knew it was hers because her inside man had earlier given her a description of the car.After confirming it, she broke into the car using duct tape. She glued a strip of duct tape vertically on the window, halfway through its length. Then she plastered several other strips of tape around the glued end of the first strip, enabling her to pull down the
After the showdown at Aria’s house, Amelia ran in fear for what would become if she got arrested. She trekked a long distance in devastation while pondering her next move.Moments later, it began to drizzle. In a few minutes, she was completely drenched in the rain. She was confused, not knowing where to go. Should she go home? Or to the hospital where her dad was? Or go back and try to take responsibility for the girl she just shot?In that moment of incertitude, a thousand versions of what would become of her soon invaded her mind. What if she went to prison? Or worse, get placed on death row?Her heart pounded heavily against her chest as she trekked under the rain roaming the streets without a destination in mind.Few minutes later, in her deranged state, she felt like she needed to drink. She flagged down a taxi and headed straight to a bar. When she got there, she ordered some shots of tequila and downed them in seconds.After drinking for some time, she called Lucy and invited
The next morning.Amelia was back at home and was woken up from her deep sleep by her phone’s ringtone. She was very hungover after drinking too much the previous night due to fear for what she did. It was almost 11 o’clock in the morning when her phone rang. She had slept all morning.She woke up and noticed that the call was from the hospital where her dad had been admitted. Why were they calling? Her dad had paid for a personal caregiver to cook for him and take care of his needs, so she didn’t need to stop by the hospital every day to take care of her dad as she did previously.She answered the phone and the familiar voice of Theresa, the head nurse that treated Mr. Clark at the hospital, sounded through her phone’s earpiece. “Hello! Miss Amelia?” her voice sounded firm and hasty.“Yes, that’s me.” she replied.“Your father had some complications during his surgery. You’re his emergency blood donor, right? We need you to come in as quick as possible so you can donate blood. He has
“Um... I-I have to go ch-check on my father. They said he needs blood.” Amelia stuttered as she thought of a reasonable excuse to leave in a hurry.She stood up slowly and left Arthur’s presence in a speed walk. Then she went to the hospital’s front desk and met the receptionist. “Hi. Please, I’m trying to find my friends’ room. Her name is Aria.”“Aria Who?” the receptionist asked.Amelia, after thinking and not knowing her surname, came up with a lie. “Um, I don’t think I can remember her surname. She’s a new colleague at work. I think she had a gunshot wound...”“Oh, let me see.” the receptionist brought out a big log book. “Okay, Aria Adams. She’s in room 306. 3rd floor.” She said.“Okay. Thank you very much.” She smiled and left.She took the elevator, and in less than a minute she was standing in front of room 306.She peeked in through the window and saw the room was empty, except for Aria lying comatose on the bed.She snuck in, and while her heart pounded in fear for what she
After they finished all transactions at the warehouse and all the clients had received their packages and left, Amelia was left with Jeff and some other of her father’s workers.“So, how was your first day of representing your father in the business?” Jeff asked her while he removed the strap of the gun from over his shoulder and placed the gun on the table.“Um, it was good. Just that I didn’t expect that there’ll be so much people and so many guns.” She replied.Amelia had not mentioned that Mr Clark was still in a coma and that he was not aware that she was representing him during the transaction.“Yeah... transactions like these could get really rough. Most of our clients are top mafias in this city. Some of them own the biggest pubs, hotels, clubs and things like that.” Jeff explained.“Oscar, get these guns into the car and get the cars ready.” He ordered one of the men standing by the side.“Sometimes, there could be a misunderstanding, and we may end up having a shootout. In ca
In Mr. Clark’s room, inside Hopkin’s Hospital.Amelia was seated by her father’s bedside, staring at his face and rubbing his arms. She had so many questions to ask him.She wanted to know everything—the drugs, his henchmen, his crime organization, the adoption issue and if it was true that he wasn’t really her father... Unfortunately, he was still in a coma, and well, dead men tell no tales.It was impossible to get any information from him. All she could do was wait and wish he’d wake up soon.After staring and rubbing Mr. Clark’s hand for nearly an hour as though that would somehow make him miraculously wake up, she sat back and took out her phone and started going through all the credit alert notifications she had received earlier.She scrolled through everything and looked down at the balance and realized that she had received a little over $18 million from the sales of about 1,000kg of cocaine.A little smirk appeared at the corner of her lips as she imagined all the shopping sh