Novel-novel oleh fitandflow87

LUAN'S POV That night, it was hard to get some sleep. Of course, Klevis and I have had some arguments in the past being best friends for so many years but they were never this serious.It was almost as if something was different with this argument we had. I did not like the feeling I was having but I was too mad to give him a call and settle the issue.Maybe we both just need some time to let the steam blow over.Again that night, I completely ignored Vera as if she didn't exist. And she did not make any attempt to reach out to me either.Maybe she's gotten the idea. The following morning after Rose had served me breakfast, I suddenly remembered I had to call Diego. As I pulled out my phone, a thought flashed through my mind. One that has been on my mind since yesterday after the meeting with Diego's father.Should I really trust Diego? Pushing the thoughts to the back of my mind, I dialed the number of the burner phone that was given to Diego.After the first ring, Diego's voice

THIRD PERSON'S POV.The old man walked slowly out of the kitchen with a tray on his hand. With every step that he took the tray shook. Luan was scared that whatever he had on that tray was going to spill on the floor and that he was going to have pretend like a good son to help me old man clean up. He looked at the dusty floor and almost threw up in disgust. He had no other choice than to control himself.The old man placed the tray on the center table. The table wasn't balanced because the four legs were shaky. It looked like the iron began to rust already. Maybe water caused it. Luan took a closer look and saw colored water and a few pieces of biscuit. “What the fuck? Even water was now a luxury product for this man?” Luan said to himself as he tried his possible best to hide how irritated he was.“Here you go boys, tea and biscuits.” The old man said politely. Klevis and I looked at ourselves before we uttered in unison, “We are fine.” So the colored water as referred to by Luan w

LUAN.I moved closer to where the security man stood and whispered, “can we all talk somewhere else.” I said. “Somewhere away from here and all these eyes.” I added. Since you're an officer of the law, I must respect you. Come let's move over there.” He pointed somewhere but I didn't see. I just followed behind him. The old man came along. He looked a little more relaxed compared to the other time. The place he pointed to wasn't too far, it was just by the the side of the store. I began to explain, “He is my colleague…” the security guard didn't let me complete my statement before he cut in with his left brow lifted, “you mean this punk works with the FBI too?” “Language please. You don't want to be disrespectful.” He scoffed before replying, “oh alright.” It was as if he forced the word ‘alright’ out of his throat. He didn't mean it.“I only acted that way because of how he acted. I would have never have guessed because which kind of officer would assault a citizen? Not just a citi

LUAN.“Alright, thank you for your time then.” I said with a fake smile plastered across my cheeks.Klevis thanked her as well and we both turned our backs towards her and began to walk away. When we got outside, we were a little for from her so we began to converse with one another. “What the hell?” Klevis cursed.“Could it be that he's on the run? Who tipped him off?” He added. Personally, I doubted. How could an oldie be on the run? Maybe the man wasn't as old as I thought though. “We should call your friend in the FBI” I suggested. Klevis nodded and proceeded to bring out his from with his right hand from his pocket.I watched him swipe it open and almost instantly his phone began to ring. “It's him.” He uttered. I lifted my left brow in confusion before inquiring from him, “who? It's who? Who is calling you?” I bombarded him with questions.“It's my friend in the FBI.” He explained. “What are you waiting for? Pick the fucking call.” I cursed out. He picked up but this time we d

LUAN.“Maybe you should use the horn.” I suggested. Klevis was reluctant. “Hell no, that's a bad idea. This is a home for old people, remember we don't need to disrupt their sleep.” He explained.Damn, even if I hate to admit, he was totally right. I guess we were just going to sit there in the car and wait for a while. I started dozing off already when I heard Klevis speak to someone.I opened my eyes widely to see who it was. It was an unfamiliar face. “How can I help you please?” The unfamiliar man asked Klevis.“We are looking for a man.” Klevis responded. I noticed how the man's facial expression changed. I hoped Klevis hadn't said or done something wrong. “Can you show me the means of identification, please.” He asked. Things were getting way more serious than I expected. I watched Klevis pull out an FBI identification card. All I could see from where I sat when he handed it over to the man was his picture. “Alright then. When you get to the main entrance just speak to the rece

LUAN.“One man?” I repeated what Klevis had said. How was it possible that Diego had just one relative? Now, I was so sure that something was off about him. “Okay, since our guy is supposedly related to just one person on planet earth. Who is that one special person?” I asked Klevis.“A man.” “Hell, yeah! I know it's a man.” “Is it his brother? Cousin?” I inquired. “None, he is his father.” He explained.“Now, how are we going to find out more about Diego from him? I can't just move all my products the way he had suggested without trusting him fully or without having someone to pay for his mistake if anything went south.” “Uhm, you have a very valid point.” Klevis and I left the warehouse and headed straight home because it was already late. While in the car I asked him to find the man’s address. “See you tomorrow.” Klevis uttered as soon as I parked in front of the club. He wasn't riding home with me today. According to him, he wanted to have fun with some bitches. I wasn't in th