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
Alexander supervised as similar boxes to the ones he purchased with Kristine were loaded unto some MARRT trucks. The shipment was designated for Thursday due to the fact he didn’t know they would be all available by Tuesday. Keaton had told him he would bring them in batches but as luck was on their aide, he got them all at once.The loaders worked tirelessly to make sure they got everything in place ahead of the transport the next day. It was more stressful for a Monday than they had imagined.As the boxes were loaded, sculptures were loaded into the truck as well, quite carefully. All tagged for similar locations with the boxes.Kristine had accidentally stumbled upon the loading process, unnoticed while enroute Alexander’s office. She stayed hidden from view until she could get the necessary information and then returned to her office in haste.Once in her office, she texted Octavio, who requested she took pictures and sent to him. ‘Quite dangerous' she thought, but she headed back
A sanitary truck drove into the complex loading area, where the workers began loading black trash bags unto the truck.Few minutes later, the three target trucks hit the road. They got to an intersection where they all took different routes. Octavio had placed a lookout on the roof of a building few meters from the complex. Once the lookout saw the trucks leave, he informed the squads in order for them to be at alert.On seeing the trucks separate at the intersection, the squads went to work. Each trailing his target and as for the fourth squad, they stayed at alert waiting for anyone who ever needed an extra hand. They doubled as both a substitute and a clean up team. Apart from being an extra hand, they were ordered to make sure no one got caught. If any team got overpowered and exposed, the fourth team had to make sure they do not end up in cuffs.The first truck hit the highway and was going under the speed limit. The driver looked in his side mirror and noticed a police jeep trai