At The FieldTim read through Mr. Kennedy's message and smiled broadly. He was not happy that he was not invited to the celebration. Tim exonerated himself and replied (I will inform my boss. It must have escaped his memory.)(I see. Kindly inform him that I wish his little brother a Happy Birthday celebration.)(I will.)(If he can share the boy's account details, I will send my widow's mite.)(Wow! That is nice of you. I will let him know.)He was still chatting with the President when Valentine led the inhabitants to the bus for lunch. Naturally, he had taken the leadership of the group.To Richard and Tim's delight, they were happy including the three girls.“Assist the bus driver to give them their lunch,” Richard instructed him.“I got it, Major,” he said and walked away.“Come with me,” he informed them and they followed him.They got to the bus and he handed their lunch packs to them. They appreciated him joyously and began to eat. Afterward, he took two packs to Tim and Richa
Reuben understood what he meant and moved immediately. In a jiffy, he was in the lobby and before the elevator. He pressed the button and began to wait. At that point, he felt that the elevator was too slow and was tempted to use the staircase. To his delight, the gates opened earlier than he expected and he got in. He alighted on the tenth floor and searched the faces of the soldiers at the door, but he got no clue as to what awaited him. All the same, he greeted them and walked into the office.Bright saw him and recalled that George said 'I want to compensate a driver.' He smiled softly and asked him, “You intend to see the President, right?”“Yes, Secretary.”“Good. You can go in and see him.”Reuben cleaned the sweat on his forehead and appreciated him, “Thank you, so much, Secretary.”He opened the door, walked in, and scanned George before he greeted him, “Good day, General.”Without much ado, he said, “Take this. It is your compensation for sacrificing your breakfast for work.
At Laura's HouseShe returned with her disfigured face and her parents were awestruck. She explained how the canteen attendant gave souvenirs to every member of staff and refused to give her.“What do they have with you in that organization? Why won't he give you your own?”“I don't know for him.”“Is that why you fought?” Her mother asked her.“No, Mom. I only asked him of my own and he slapped and pushed me down.”“Ha! Pushed you down? Does he wish to kill you?”“I don't know for him, Dad.”“It is all right. You need to see a doctor,” her mother proposed but she would not want to see Dr. Robinson.“Not at all, Mom. I will be fine.”“It is all right. I maintain that you should be careful. You should have ignored the worthless souvenir.”“It is not worthless, Mom. It is the one for Sgt. Young's little brother. I would have been remembering Samuel with ….”She hardly completed her story before she began to cry and her parents were affected.At RakaiaValentine and the soldiers were int
“So, she was pregnant with twins?” He concluded with a heavy heart.While he was brooding over the issue, Gen. Hanklin's phone beeped with a message. He breathed in and out before he looked at it and discovered that the sender was morose. Without hesitation, he read through it.(Hello, Your Excellency. I wish to inform you that life is unbearable for me and the workers. We hardly feed well due to a lack of funds. Above all, the hotel bill has accumulated and the transport company's bill is running. Kindly contact the Third in Command to contact the authority on our behalf.)He shook his head in disapproval and resolved to do something about them.At The Diner TableBefore Tim joined them, they were chatting happily, and Samuel was happy to inform George that he got a credit alert from an organization.“That is good to hear. If you don't mind, what is the name of the sender?”“It is Sparkling Diamond Exchange.”“Okay. I got it. We will appreciate him for the gift.”“Do you know him, Bi
Not quite long, Reuben arrived with the workers and parked appropriately. Valentine was euphoric over the task assigned to him. He concluded that he had earned their trust. After he led the worker out of the bus, he walked up to Tim and Richard.“Good morning, Major. Good morning, Boss,” he greeted them The driver, workers, and the two soldiers greeted them as well,l, and they responded accordingly.“What about Ambrose and his men?” He faced them and asked.“They are yet to come,” Richard answered.“You can start without them. Right?”“Yes, Boss,” he answered and led them to work.After an hour, Ambrose and his men arrived and were low-spirited. Tim pretended not to know about their trouble and walked up to them.“Good morning, Ambrose,” he greeted him happily.“Good morning, Gerald,” he mumbled bitterly.Tim ignored his look and inquired, “This is quite unlike you. What delayed you?”“The same people who took our passports some time ago wasted our time again.”“Again?” Tim screamed
Meanwhile, Tim and Richard had planned to put enmity between Ambrose and the driver. Therefore, they agreed to call the bus driver when they were certain that he would be alone. He walked into the parlor, too, and waited for the team to join him. After he changed into his casual clothes, he joined him in the parlor.“I think he has left the hotel, Boss.”“You are right. You can call him,” Tim approved and sat down.He dialed his number immediately while Tim waited for it to connect. After the second ring, the driver picked up the call.“Hello, Maj. Richard. I am delighted to hear from you.”“Thank you, driver. How was your day?”“My day was fine. How about yours?”“Fine. Thank you for asking. Permit me to ask, why were you delayed in the morning?”“The same people who blocked us some months ago repeated the same thing this morning.”“I see. Do you know them?”“Not at all.”“Has Ambrose paid you all that he owed you?”“No. He kept saying that I should exercise patience. I'm already tir
“This way,” Richard instructed and directed the men to the bus.Nevertheless, Ambrose's men were relieved to hear a familiar voice that they termed as that of a friend.“Okay, Major,” they answered him and headed towards the bus.The driver and the two soldiers were awestruck but he opened the door for them. They lay him on the double seat and pulled off his shoes.“Get into the bus. All of you,” he ordered and they obeyed.Likewise, he joined the despondent Tim in the car and he asked at once, “What is the situation?”“He is still breathing,” he answered and Tim was elated.“Okay. The closest hospital is the company's clinic. Let's hurry.”He was already turning when he was saying that. He moved immediately, and the bus driver followed him, leaving the befuddled staff members of the hotel open-mouthed.Not quite long, they were at the clinic. Within a jiffy, Ambrose was admitted to the Intensive Treatment Unit while Tim waited in the car. His men, who had grown lean, waited in the bu
Without waiting for their responses, he walked on to Laura, who was still cursing and threatening Dr. Robinson and informed her, “Capt. Bolton wants you out of the complex immediately.”“Why? When did he say that?”“I will not hesitate to rough handle you like a criminal if you don't compromise.”“Did you hear that?” Jerry faced her, inquired and she mellowed down.“Move,” the Corporal shouted.She picked up her purse while Barbara giggled and watched her being led out.“Why is she like this?” She mumbled and went back to work.At The GateIndeed, the public had cooked for Laura, and no one knew whether she could finish it. Col. Simpson drove her to the gate and stopped. He was surprised to see a sea of pressmen in front of the complex. He got out at once and ordered, “Come out and leave immediately.”She would have done that without hesitation if she had not seen the pressmen.“Huh! How will I pass?” She asked the Corporal.He walked briskly to her door and opened it angrily.“Get o