A black sedan pulled up in front of the complex and Alexander got off. It was a sunny morning and he wore a plain white shirt, blue jean and black boots.“Good morning sir.” The doorman greeted, holding the door open for Alexander, who smiled at him as he went through the door and into the lobby.Once inside the lobby, he seemed to be in a haste as he walked towards the elevator without acknowledging the greetings from the receptionists. He had a meeting with Martelli and he was already running late.“Sir!” One of the receptionist called out, stopping Alexander in his track.He turned around to see her coming towards him in a haste as well and thought what could have gone wrong.She was the same person who attended to Kristine during her visit. Still pretty as ever. Alexander glanced at her and believed he made the right choice hiring her in that position. Of course if he was a visitor, he would love to come here often just to be around or see such beauty. But then that was a different
Kristine sat behind her office table. It was positioned at a corner in the office. There was another table that stretched from her left down to the edge of the office, a little bit lengthy and had a number of study and cleaning tools scattered all over. There was a shelf behind her, similar to the one in Alexander’s office. It held lots of books and encyclopedias.Kristine looked around the place, her table was very disorganized. It looked like the last person to come in was looking for something in a haste and the volume of dust told a lot about how long the place had been vacant. There was a worn out globe which sat comfortably on the table and obviously needed to be discarded, a telephone which she felt should be discarded as well after she tried it and it turned out dead, the desktop was as good as gone. This was one of the times she needed Camille. She took our a sheet of paper and a pen and began to make a list. She decided she was going to give the place a makeover before she r
Kristine spoke briefly with the receptionist before leaving the complex. She didn't attempt to tell Alexander she was leaving. Their earlier conversation did not come out well on her part and she was not ready to face him again. She was scared she might trip off and sound desperate once more. Kristine got into her vehicle and once she turned on the ignition, her mobile beeped to indicate an incoming text.‘Hurry up. I don’t have all day' the text read.She sighed and tossed her mobile into her hand bag and drove out of the parking lot.There was almost no traffic as she drove through the express of which she was grateful. She made two left turns until she had a kids park in view. She pulled up into a parking spot at the kids park and alighted from her vehicle. She took out her mobile and replied the text, requesting for an exact location. Her mobile beeped again, she checked it and proceeded to hurry towards a location.“Sorry I'm late. Work stuff.” Kristine apologized once she arrive
“Good morning Miss Richards.” The receptionist greeted with a pretty smile as soon as Kristine stepped in.“Good morning dear.” Kristine replied, returning the smile. “How are we looking today?”“Beautiful ma'am. Uh the boss would like to see you.”“Right now?” Kristine asked.“Immediately. He said I should send you up immediately you arrive.” The receptionist replied.“Okay thanks.” Kristine replied and headed for the elevator.Kristine stepped out of the elevator and made for Martelli's office. It was the first time she was going to be on this floor and the place looked exactly as she imagined. Cozy but formal.She tried to imagine why she was summoned and after giving her brain a lot of work, she settled for an induction-like conversation. At least it was the most comfortable scenario. One was a query, maybe Alexander passed her demands up the ladder and they felt she asked too much. But she cancelled that quickly since it was normal to demand for a remodel.“Hello.” Kristine greet
Francisco sat on a little rock along the shore of the island. It was a routine. Sometimes he would fish at a pond not far off and sometimes he would just sit by the shore and enjoy the scenery. He often said it was therapy.Victor joined him and after a while began to toss some little rocks into the water.“There… that is the world in one illustration.” Francisco said.Victor observed him with a little frown. “Where?” He asked.“Here right now. By default, it’s supposed to be peaceful, just like it was before I came to sit. And then there are those who disrupt things for whatever purpose and in whatever way they want… You and I. Just like you threw the rocks into the water producing little ripples that travel for a little distance. That is how we disrupt the peace.” Francisco explained.“I see. “ Victor said as he hurled a larger piece of rock into the water, resulting in a splash and bigger ripples “That one right there, that would be me.” He smiled childishlyFrancisco smiled and inh
Camille sat at the dining attending to some work in her PC. She had just returned from a work trip, the reason Kristine had not gone to her for some time. Now she was making a report.“Are you going to tell me how great your trip was or you’re just going to sit there punching those keypads?” Kristine asked. She was stuck in the kitchen making dinner.The friends took turns whenever they were together and just before Camille left for her trip, she had her turn. Now it was Kristine’s.“It was just as normal as other times?” Camille replied, still attending to her work.“Just normal is not a thing. Moreover, other times had different experiences, so be specific.” Kristine demanded.“Would you be okay if I talk to you and end up forgetting I have a report to make?” Camille asked.“That won’t be bad.” Kristine joked.“Sorry babe I don’t plan on being jobless like you.” Camille responded.“Ouch...that hurt. And I thought I was a curator.”“Yeah you are. But not to me.” Camille replied. “I s
"Your chauffeur is here.” Camille informed Kristine who was putting some finishing touches to her make-up.“Don’t be ridiculous.” Kristine replied, “That is no chauffeur. It’s Alexander.”“Well, if he’s driving, he can as well be called a chauffeur.” Camille insisted."What if he's not the one behind the wheel?" Kristine asked."We could place a bet." Camille replied“I know what you’re trying to do and trust me it won’t work.” Kristine said as she rounded up with her make-up.The doorbell rang and the two women went over to the door.“Wish me good luck.” Kristine asked Camille who smiled while helping her work a corner of her dress.“You are good luck.” Camille responded, then proceeded to open the door.Immediately Alexander saw Camille, an icy feeling went up and down his spine. Camille on the other hand looked like a mother hen. Her eyes sent the message so that she did not need words.Kristine stood behind Camille, trying to understand if they were both in a staring contest or wha
It was almost noon on Sunday, and as the name implies, it was a sunny day. Kristine felt too lazy to do anything and Camille had already returned to her place earlier. There was not much to do anyway just some compulsory grocery shopping. Camille had helped her through the rest before she left.She summoned her strength to the bathroom. Once she was done showering, a new surge of energy flowed through her. She got dressed, picked up the list she had made and headed out.While at the shop, Kristine felt someone following her all through like she was being watched. She hurried through her list and once she had paid for her purchase, she hurried out of the shop towards her car at the parking lot.Kristine got into her car cautiously. She still had the feeling that she was being watched. Immediately she turned on the ignition, a man entered into the back seat. He wore a black hoodie and had a black scarf over his nose and mouth so that only his eyes were visible.Kristine froze and for a m