Munich, 2014
"There have been standing outside for almost an hour now, saying nothing and doing nothing," David said, pacing a room on the top floor that was completely dark. He was Festus' friend. The one who made a call to Clark, Michael and Savannah, with the intention of seeking their help.
"Even if they stay longer in their car, we are still going to wait. We are still going to watch them and see if they are going to do anything stupid," Festus replied. "Our mission is of great importance and we can't do anything to mess it up. Keep that piece of information in your thick skull."
"Watching three people see a dead body, sit in their car and act as if the boy didn't die is not an information that I am willing to keep in my head for a long time. You are not even my creator to say what goes on in my head and what comes out from it."
"So, you believe in a creator?" Festus asked, laughing.
"Who is to say that one doesn't exists?" David looked draine
Munich, 2014Clark and Savannah sat alone in the car, thinking. And although they knew that they had wasted a lot of time sitting in the car, none of them was willing to make a move, none of them was willing to open the car door and tell Michael that their wait was over and they had the full right to take a quick look inside the building and cause whatever panic they had created in their minds.Outside the car, was a desperate face worn by Clark's partner and co-worker, Michael. Unlike his partner's work which involved sitting in the car with Savannah, his assignment was simple. Insultingly simple because of how he had been told and why he had been told. He had to stand outside and wait for ten minutes or more to pass, wait for an inner voice within his friends to grant him permission for a safe action."Fuck all of this!" Michael cursed as he drew closer to the car to knock at the window for the third time in one night.Clark couldn’t believe that
Munich, 2014Festus looked troubled as he approached the window on the top floor for the fifth time in a row and still saw Michael, Clark and Savannah, comfortably seated in the car, not making an attempt to advance towards the building."Why are they still in their car?" He asked David who was beside him, still staring at the car."I have no idea what they are waiting for," David replied."Do you feel they have discovered the dead body already? It appears they have gotten hold of something that we don't know.""In relation to the body, they did disover it some minutes ago when they first arrived and they didn't act as if they had seen a dead body. They just remained calm and started waiting for someone to show up from the building.""That was before we sent that old man to leave the building so they could know that people actually do live inside here.""Exactly," David said, feeling glad that he was helpful to the cause of the
Munich, 2014Inside the car, heart racing fast, Clark told Savannah to start the car engine as he recited the words of Carlos. He checked his watch and then returned his gaze to Michael. "We got to find Carlos now before it is too late," he said. "He can help us out."Michael agreed.When they reached the address that Carlos had given to them, Clark lifted his eyes and stepped out of the car."This is the time we find out what is going on," Savannah said as she locked the car properly."So, do we have a plan yet?" Michael asked."Not yet," Clark replied. "We will figure out one soon enough.""Why don't we come together and figure out a plan before it is too late?" Michael asked."It is never too late to figure out a brilliant plan. All we need to do is to confirm if we have the right address and if we are in the right place.""Of course, we have the right address! How can you say we don't have the right address when you
Pennsylvania, 2018Maria shook her head as she came down from the bus and took a short stride to her apartment. "Nothing that is as wonderful as knowing you are about to make a thousand dollars by simply watching a student throughout the night," she said to her roommate, Uju."I can imagine," Uju said, still looking at a book written by an English man with increasing difficulty."What are you doing?" Maria asked."Reading a book," Uju replied. "I am studying for a history exam that I have tomorrow.""That is great. I wish you success in your exams."Uju smiled. "Do you know Marco Paolo?""Marco Polo or Marco Paolo?" Maria asked."Which one is an Italian merchant?" Uju laughed."I supposed you mean Venice as Italy was not really a thing and that would be Marco Polo.""Yeah him! Venice! I guess you know his relationship with Genghis Khan?""Yes I do," Maria replied, smiling. "I retain information like a
Munich, 2014"Do you guys understand what is going on in the outside world?" Carlos asked.They did not answer."I am glad three of you kept your mouth shut because I was wondering the same thing when I asked the question."Clark came forward, straining his eyes to see if there was any trace of insanity hidden inside Carlos' face. When he got closer to Carlos, he saw that he was staring at his wife who was in the kitchen, making food that none of them would eat."You can't just tell us to find Maria Blackwheel," Clark said. "Who the hell is she?""She is a descendant of James Blackwheel," Savannah explained, standing up and not daring to look at Carlos' face as Clark had did. "My husband mentioned her name three times when he was doing a research on werewolves. He said she was very powerful and could form a link between the human world and the world of the werewolves. He said she was a saviour. A woman destined to liberate mank
Pennsylvania, 2018Since Maria had about an hour to waste before going to visit the Longview's. She thought it would be best if she visited her friend, Abby who Uju had gone to visit so they could be three of them inside her apartment instead of two: Abby and Uju.Maria got her dress ready, had a quick bath and wore her dress. Her dress was a long flowing gown with a rose at its centre. A gift that one of her male friends had bought for her during Christmas."Beautiful!" She said to herself as she admired her body in front of a large mirror.After she was done making sure that her apartment's door was properly locked, she headed straight for Abby's apartment.At Abby's apartment, she found Abby alone, in her room, looking at some old pictures of herself and her family."Where is Uju?" Maria asked."She just left some minutes ago. She came to ask me if I knew anything about the first
Munich, 2014Clark reached towards Carlos' son and tried to take the gun away from his hand."Leave my son the fuck alone," Carlos said as if he wanted to get close to him and attack him as quickly as he could."What the fuck is wrong with you, Carlos?" Micheal slammed his palm on the sofa and looked down at Clark who now appeared to be in a state of distress as he was staring into the blank eyes of Carlos' son."Have you been smoking?" Savannah asked. "Take a look at her! She is bleeding to death.""All of you should leave her the fuck alone," Carlos said, adding a bit of Mexican to his words."You can still help her," Clark said, looking at Prisha who was now on the floor, bleeding."No one is helping no one in my own apartment. I decide who get treatment here. Only me decides not anyone of you. Do you understand me?"None of them responded."Good," Carlos said,
Rome, 2014Three blocks away from a popular restaurant in Rome, James Blackwheel shook his head as he approached a man dressed in white he had known for many years. Alberto!Blackwheel fought real hard to focus his thoughts on the man, but the situation he was trying to figure out was too bizarre to grasp rationally especially with the pace it was moving. About a month ago, he had finally found information pertaining to the missing necklace he had been looking for a long time, for centuries now. About a week ago, he was able to discover that Robert Lond who was also a member of the same brotherhood he paid loyalty to had delicate informations regarding the missing necklace that could set his mission back into action. Now, as he stood close to one of his trusted friends who had been with him through tough times over the centuries, Alberto, all he could think of was the strange call he had received from Oskar. A Swedish man and long time member of the brotherhood that wa