Chapter 8

Harmony sat in the comfort of her living room, wearing just her long white bathing robe and holding in her hand a glass of martini. A fresh white flower was tucked in her hair.

 Vivian sat beside her with her laptop on her lap. A man stood before them. He was tall, dark and well built.

“So I just went through your background record now, it showed you have been t o the prison thrice Mr John.” Vivian said, starring at the man from the back of her wide rimmed glasses.

“That’s right ma’am.” John replied.

“Do you mind telling us more about the case of theft you were charge with?” Harmony asked.

“Well, it was a long time ago. I stole someone’s car and I got admonished for it. That was all, I have done my part and I have been cleared.”

Harmony and Vivi exchanged glances.

“Okaydokey. So, what are the things you possess that will make you qualified for this job?” Vivian asked.

“Oh, I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” John said excitedly and immediately pulled out his belt with one hand. All of a sudden, he started doing kungfu where he whipped and slashed an invisible opponent. He jumped around for a while and somersaulted thrice.

While all this was going on, Harmony couldn’t believe the madness she was looking at. Vivian on the other hand was trying so hard to stop herself from laughing and when John eventually stopped.

“We will give you a call if you are qualified John.” Both women said at the same time

John bowed with the belt around his neck. Then he took his leave.

When he finally left, both women burst into laughter.

“What was that?” Harmony asked amidst laughter.

“I dunno. Obviously the man has watched lots of Jackie Chan movie.” Vivian replied laughing so hard.

“How many applicants are left?”

“Seven.” Vivi replied and Harmony sighed.

“Okay, let’s have the next one.”

Vivian stood up and walked to the courtyard where the men were.

**

“I can’t believe that I accepted your ridiculous idea, Adams.” Ichabod said from where he sat at the driver’s seat, in front of a mansion.

“Look, you already got the hard part, you are a natural. What will it cost you to guard someone’s life?” Adams replied, stepping out of the car.

“First, you said your friend would bring a truck, then he sent his son Simon to bring a car. “

“That’s not a problem at all, you drive everything the same way. Now get down from the car and get a grip.”

Ichabod sighed and opened the car. He was getting used to this 21^st century nonsense. He wondered what happened with the riding of horses as it was in his past life. Still, driving a car made much sense as it was faster than a horse.

“This castle is so huge. Does a princess live here? Am I to be guarding a princess?” He said as he got out.

“It’s a mansion, not a castle. Good Lord! You are worse! Please try and behave when you get interviewed okay?”

“Well, I will try. I’m not going to let Odin mess this up for me, I can feel him deep down. Do you think this job is wise? I mean, I am still yet to find the lady.”

“Once you get the job, it will be the next thing we will do, like we have planned. Now go on, I will be right here.”

Ichabod nodded and walked towards the mansion. He could see some men walking out already. None was white, they were all black and well built. They kept looking at him as he passed. He began to think maybe he was over dressed, he was all suited up unlike the men who were in fabrics that clung so tightly to their body, showing off their rippling muscles and protruding groin.

“Good Lord!” He said to himself before walking in, holding in his hand a document.

**

“This is insane. I mean, I don’t need a sex partner Vivian!” Harmony said while her friend filled her cup. “They were all so dressed as if I was looking for one. I am so tired of this.”

“We do not have any applicant left though. I think you should start dressing up for an outing with Michael. He just sent a message.” Vivian said, showing her, her phone.

Harmony read the message with lack of interest.

“Just wait here, lemme go fetch Tracy’s dress. Once you pick her up from school, you can just change for her.”

“Okay. That will be a good idea.” Harmony said, inhaling a deep breath while her friend stood up and went to Tracy’s room.

Harmony closed her eyes for a while. This was just too exhausting for her. She had interviewed all those men and for one reason or the other, she just didn’t want any of them. It had been a complete waste of her time. How she wished that she could just snap her fingers and the right man will come.

She sighed but opened her eyes as she heard a movement. Frowning, she stood up and for some reason, she felt a little bit dizzy. What happened to the breeze all of a sudden? She asked in her mind. It was like everything was slower than it should be...was she having another dream? No, this was real. Yet she couldn’t shake off whatever magnet was pulling her towards the front door. Something was pulling her and it was like her whole life depended on it. What was happening to her?

**

Something was happening to him while he stood at the front of the door, thinking of ringing the door bell or knocking on the door. For some reason, the breeze had suddenly changed and he felt lighter than he had felt. Something was wrong, He could feel Odin’s excitement, something was so wrong. Perhaps he should turn back, perhaps he should stay. Why did he feel like he was supposed to be here all of a sudden?

Something was happening but he didn’t know what it was. All of a sudden, the door opened and when he turned to see who had opened the door, his heart ceased for a while.....the time stopped momentarily.

Denis? It couldn’t be!

**

Harmony could hear that the glass in her hand was making a shattering noise but she stood there, looking at the strangest man she has ever seen in her life, unaware that while they were looking at each other, the white flower in her hair had changed all of a sudden to a violet red.

He was suited up. His brown hair thick, lustrous and well combed. His brows were dark and furrowed in a serious expression. He looked like a Grecian that has not seen the sun for years. Lips were pale, thin and cruel, his nose and chin were well defined yet, there was this thing that was pulling her attention to his eyes which were mesmerizing ocean of the bluest eyes she has ever seen....why do they seem so familiar?

**

No, it couldn’t be Denis! Denis was dead!

“Yes, it’s Denis Idiot!”

No, it couldn’t be, he had killed her with his two hands, he had watched hr give her last breath so how could it be? How would she still be here, standing before him, in a white robe and looking so beautiful in those thick long black hair. His heart was beating so fast that he was afraid it would pop out all of a sudden. He could feel Odin struggling to get out, if he didn’t handle the situation quite well, he would lose to Odin...or maybe he should take over, this shock was too much for him.

“Denis!” He whispered, trying hard to blink back the tears that were piling up...he was suddenly feeling hot....he knew that Odin was about to take over....

“Harmony! What the hell is going on there?”

Like a knife, the third party cut off whatever connection was building up and he immediately looked away to get himself back as his eyes were about to change.

**

Harmony snapped out of whatever spell had bound her and she looked behind her to see her friend coming out, holding Tracy’s dressing bag.

“What is going on girl? Oh my God! Are you hurt? Let me get first Aid.” Vivian shouted, running back into the house.

“What are you talking about...?” Harmony said but then stopped as she realized that she was holding pieces of broken glasses in her hand. She had broken the cup earlier without even feeling anything and her palm was bloody but then she hadn’t felt anything until now. She looked back towards the man but he was gone, in his place was the document that was on the floor.

Taking a deep breath, she bent down to pick it....