I woke up the next day feeling exhausted like I spent the entire day at the gym. I turned around to face my clock when the American flag was waving from the wall. God damn it! I pushed the intercom.
"Mr. Smith!" I shouted.
"Master Alderige, sir."
"My room. Now."
I heard the knob turning, showing a worried old man. He's like my second grandfather here. My mom and dad are on their retirement vacation somewhere around the world and as the only child to the family, I inherited everything including the fucking family problems. Mr. Smith has been with the family for as long as I can remember.
"Is there anything you need, sir?" I groaned at him, pointed the flag at his upper area waving ominously.
"Remove that cursed thing."
He looked at me like I've grown another head.
"The flag of the United States of America, sir?" He clarified like what I just said was pretty stupid. It was. But that flag is ruining my morning.
"Yes. Burned it. Throw it. I don't care. I don't want to see it."
"That's quite offensive considering you are American yourself, Master Vincent."
I snapped back at him with a visible frown and disgust this time. I don't care what it implies if I get rid of it. It's reminding me of what happened yesterday.
"Just do it, Mr. Smith." I coldly ordered.
He summoned two more men since he could not manage to carry a portable ladder and climb it himself. The two men glanced at me oddly why of all the things I have in my room the flag is what I chose to remove.
"I'm planning to change my nationality." I mumbled.
"And what do you have in mind as replacement, sir?" I can really feel his sarcasm. Mr. Smith has this talent of pissing me off.
"I want to be a Roman. I read the history of Julius Caesar last night. Very remarkable man." I answered in sarcasm too.
"What an impeccable choice of role model." Mr. Smith countered. I heard the two men suppressed a chuckle.
I removed the blanket from my face. Glared at the three insolence in front of me.
"If you are done. You may leave."
Mr. Smith left with an amuse expression on his face. I knew it. That old man is always trying to piss me off. I knew he deliberately misplaced my suit.
"Don't give me that smile, Mr. Smith!" I shouted before he closed the door.
I received a call from my secretary regarding my engagements for the entire day and I never felt so tired. I want to call my parents and tell them to let my cousins take over the company. Good heavens, Alderige Corporation is so hard to handle. Why are we even this rich?
The shower improved my mood, thankfully. I can now manage to smile a bit whenever I come across the house staff. Just when I thought I'm having a nice start, Mr. Smith put the flag from my room to the flower vase in the dining area.
"Oh, I'm sorry, master Vincent. I completely forgot you're quite sensitive with this kind of, materials." I can sense the amusement on his voice. I'm calling my dad if I can fire this old man.
"How thoughtful of you, Mr. Smith."
The staff served me breakfast with my daily newspaper. The headline worsen my mood. They are all still not over with US and Mexico dispute. How frustrating.
"You should stop reading newspaper in the morning, sir. It can ruin your fresh morning start." Mr. Smith suggested beside me. I quite agree because I feel very terrible after I folded the paper.
The morning rush was epic as always. The students hurrying not to be late. Employees crossing the streets. Dirty politicians entering a familiar building. Probably working on their next elections leeching on some rich businessmen.
My car entered a very secure area. The driver was asked to lower his side. He pointed me as his key card so I lowered mine. The officer looked at me.
"Good morning, sir. May I see your pass? You are not in the appointment lists."
"I'm sorry, officer. I don't have a pass. I'm here to pay a visit." I chirped.
"To the president?" He looked like he heard a stupid noise or something.
"Yes. I have a direct line to him if you're having doubt. I promised I won't be that long." I assured him.
After a long a silence and an exchange of weird looks with his colleagues and spoke a few times on their mouthpiece, they let me in. I waved at them and we parked in front. I really don't like the president personally but our family have supported his candidacy so here we are collecting the bargain.
Luckily, he is at the groundfloor so I don't have to climb and headbang the security details. He recognized me at the first glance. Good. A smile formed on his lips.
The security was about to wave me off when the president stopped and motioned them to stand somewhere. I formed my business dealings facade.
"Mr. Alderige. What a surprise?" He seems glad to see me. I wished I could reciprocate.
"I'm very sorry for this unannounced visit, Mr. President, but I need to discuss with you a few things."
"That sounds important. Would you like to have some tea first?" He offered.
"That won't be necessary. This will be quick."
We walked beside the building turning to the west wing. Our family has been a Democrat since I can remember and we supported this man financially and morally. To put it clearly, he owes us a lot.
"What would you like to discuss, Mr. Alderige? Is this about the incident involving the Alderige Corporation?" I had to commend his bluntness.
"Yes. Since I don't have a choice but to manage things personally, I would like this mission on my terms. I get you what you want but do as I want."
He stopped his tracks and faced me.
"I have to admit, you really do sound like your father. Why would you want that, Mr. Alderige?"
"The military plans are always at best, I always knew that. But I cannot risk this one. Don Juan doesn't know my link to the government and the moment he will get the light of that, everything will crumble to us. Our company has stood for generations and I would like to keep it for the next one."
He licked his lips while contemplating my request. A very simple request actually compared to the favors we have done for him just to put him where he is.
"If that's what you want. I will inform the general. But you will still have military escorts to that mission."
"On my own choosen men, in the military." I emphasized.
"That sounds logical. Agreed."
"Thank you, Mr. President."
Hearing a loud propeller was not the best alarm clock, really. That black hawk needs to come here later than usual. It's ruining my sleep considering I only slept for two hours maximum. If only I could just suggest to nuke the entire facility in Brazil. Fucking Brazil.Mr. Smith, the butler didn't have to put some effort to wake me up since my sleep was already disturbed by the loud roar. I know the military has the biggest budget but can they atleast turned off the engine like what the fuck? I checked the time and also what the fuck. It's past eight."Mr. Smith, if you'd be so kind, would you mind asking the pilot to shut the engine?""They said they are in tight schedule, sir." He countered."Well, I'm not." For the past days that I've been riding a chopper, the wind and the annoying sound from the propeller are still the best weapon to make me snap. Although I own the chopper I'm still not used to its loud roar. The worst part is there are five more black fucking hawk roaring in line. My acting assistant was shocked when I snatched my bag from him. The pilot saluted at me the moment he had a glimpse of me. I signaled my assistant to get in."Mr. Alderige, sir. The rest of the team will see you in Brazil. Private James will be your temporary security." The captain pointed the young man beside me. Like he can protect me. From the looks of it, I'll be babysitting this guy.I smiled and nodded at the captain before we took off. The chopper immediately dash towards the vast ocean. The pilot had his orders to turn on our tracker when we reach the Mexican territory. We had to
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For the past days that I've been riding a chopper, the wind and the annoying sound from the propeller are still the best weapon to make me snap. Although I own the chopper I'm still not used to its loud roar. The worst part is there are five more black fucking hawk roaring in line. My acting assistant was shocked when I snatched my bag from him. The pilot saluted at me the moment he had a glimpse of me. I signaled my assistant to get in."Mr. Alderige, sir. The rest of the team will see you in Brazil. Private James will be your temporary security." The captain pointed the young man beside me. Like he can protect me. From the looks of it, I'll be babysitting this guy.I smiled and nodded at the captain before we took off. The chopper immediately dash towards the vast ocean. The pilot had his orders to turn on our tracker when we reach the Mexican territory. We had to
Sao Paulo, Brazil, 09:00Passengers started going out of the terminal. Three familiar men who literally look like tourists walked out like it's their first time arriving to the country. Maybe it is their first time. I faked a wide smile and cheerfully approached them. I suppressed a laugh seeing them all wearing Hawaiian shirts. Seriously? How original."Welcome to Brazil, Amigos!" They were completely weird out by my warm welcome. Who wouldn't be? We don't even know each other that much."Your friends, señor?" Jose clarified beside me."Si. Take their luggage, por favor?"With the help of two personnel, Jose took all of their luggage and put them in the car. I waved at them
Sao Paulo, BrazilEl Puerta Resort"United States has not yet signed the bilateral agreement formed by the Mexican government to solve the conflict between the two. The president said that they are still evaluating the agreement offered to them.""It was this morning that there's been a drug sample seized by the authorities with a logo of a famous company own by a prestigious family. The company has yet to give any statements regarding the involvement of their company in this drug trade. The company allegedly own a research site in Mexico specializing chemical modernizations but the company denied the allegations."My father just hanged up on me and he managed to silence few of the news agencies in the US. We can't afford a spot in our cleanest cloth. The company is still hitting rock bottom and
Sao Paulo, Brazil16:00The problem with me is that I'd rather be the one late than be the one waiting. Waiting is another form of suffering. My second batch of juice arrived while the waiter gave me a weird look. I've been sitting here in the west wing where the swimming pool is located forever. This is a better place to discuss something compared to the indoor restaurant full of snakes of Don Juan. I can tell from their eagle eyes. Don Juan failed to hire quality men. They're making their surveillance very obvious. Imbecile!I shot a disappointed and faked smile to the four tourists who are walking confidently towards me. They have the guts to walk like they didn't let me wait for almost an hour. I'm making sure I'll give them a quality remarks when I talk to the general. They even waved and saluted at me.<
Sao Paulo, BrazilEl Puerta Resort07:00It must be a military habit to wake up early and knocked loudly to your door ignoring the possibility that you are still sleeping. I groaned loudly as I walked towards the door. What's the point of having your own room when they can disturb you anytime they want. Another loud knock hit my door while I'm still removing the locks on it.I was raised back to the mortal world the moment Yao Ming bumped into me as he stride inside. What is wrong with these people?!"I didn't say come in." I said sarcastically.Derrick made himself comfortable to my couch, Diego looked unfazed on my swivel chair, Yao Ming leaned near the bathroom and Marco sat on the bed. They look serious. Okay. Something's up. I
"Even though the US government still has an unsettled dispute towards Mexico, another incident happened to another location. There was an unconfirmed shootouts involving the US military forces at Brazil. Although the US government instantly denied the alleged incident, weapons only issued to the US arm forces were found from the site. The Brazilian government condemned this forceful "annihilation" to their citizen. Two gunmen was believed to have been shot by those alleged US forces for their drug operations. The US forces involved in the shootout was regretably not apprehended by the Brazilian forces. The president of the United States will address the nation tonight regarding this successive incidents involving the US military."USS JOHN F. KENNEDY10, 000 Nautical miles from the coast of Rio de Janeiro
Sao Paulo, BrazilParadiso de Suarez13:00Betrayal is the highest form of sin in the military. Seeing Alejandro went to the same place Vincent gone sparked a very overwhelming curiosity. Why Don Juan's right hand and most trusted person boldly show up in enemy territory? To top it all, why is he meeting Dr. Vincent Alderige?Out of impulse, Marco followed Alejandro's tracks but there were security posted at the door leading to the garden, saying that the place was acquired by a VIP and personally instructed not to be disturbed. Marco retreat back to the reception area. He shot a lusty smile to the gorgeous receptionist."Hi, I'm Anna, how can I help you?" The woman chirped to him with a thick Brazilian accent."My friend just went to th