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
At The FieldTim and Richard returned to the field and parked at their usual parking spot. He looked at his time and it was a few hours to the close of work.“Kindly call Valentine,” he requested.“Okay,” he said and dialed his number.He picked up the call and he gave him the message. While they were waiting for him to come, Tim called George and he picked up the call at once. He updated him with the mobile house and concluded with, “You can inform the Maintenance Manager to furnish the rooms. I want them to move in tomorrow.”“I got it, Boss.”“Good,” he said and cut the call.Now, Valentine was walking briskly to them and Richard complimented him, “He likes the job.”“You are right. And he is not pretending about it.”Before Richard could respond, Valentine announced, “I am here, Major.”“Yes. You will give your staff their offer letters,” he said and handed the offer letters to him. He collected them with zest and appreciated him, “Okay, Major. Thank you for believing in me. I wi
“Good afternoon, President. Good afternoon managers,” Valentine greeted them nervously when he arrived.“Good afternoon, Supervisor,” George responded and he fidgeted.The others responded and the General Manager tried to help him to be stable by complimenting him, “You are doing well, Valentine. Keep it up.”On hearing his name, his face brightened up. He was glad that he was familiar with it, not knowing that he just signed his offer letter two days ago.“Thank you for the compliment, Capt. Bolton.”“We don't have much time. Take us to the apartments,” George who knew why he came, requested.“I got it, President,” he answered and led the way.They were happy to see the apartment and Capt. Sawyer realized that there was work for him.“When will they move in?” He asked.Without a second thought, the Accountant answered, “Immediately. Bringing them from the suburb and taking them back is expensive.”“We are aware. Over to you, Capt. Sawyer?” The General Manager said and George was glad
Reuben saw him running towards him and wondered what happened.“The boss said you should lend him your pen and paper.”“What is he writing?” He asked before he got the writing materials.“He wished to write something with them,” he explained.“Take. I will go with you,” he gave them to him and he moved.Reuben followed him but he got to the estate before him.“I have brought them, Boss,” he said to Valentine and handed the writing materials to him.“Thank you, for the help,” he said and faced everyone.“We have thirty apartments and we are thirty. I will …”“Are we included?” One of the foreigners asked him.Now, Reuben had joined them and Valentine answered, “Yes. Are you not one of us?” He asked him.“Pardon my misjudgment,” he pleaded and looked at his colleagues, who were as surprised as he was.Nevertheless, Valentine wrote one to thirty under their watchful eyes and folded the papers. Afterward, he shuffled and poured them on the floor.“Let us pick,” he instructed them.“You ar
After the greetings, he sat down and said, “Maj. Richard said that Valentine called him.”“What for?” Tim asked anxiously.“He said the foreigners were afraid to return to the hotel because they may be harassed.”“Ha! This is serious.”“Yes, Boss. He said they preferred to sleep on the floor of the mobile house.”“No. It has not come to that. What did you tell him?”“I advised him to ask him to take them to the Dome.”“The Dome? You would have talked to the manager of the hotel to accommodate them. It is just for the night.”“I thought as much but the trauma of their boss attempting to kill himself may demoralize them.”“It is all right.”“Concerning the Secretary, I think …?”“We will talk about it later,” Tim intervened and stopped him from going further.“I got it, Boss.”At The ClinicMichael swallowed hard and looked at Ambrose. Suddenly, the door opened and he was shocked. The drive to Rakaia relieved the foreigners and Valentine was happy. Meanwhile, he had sent a message to R