"Are you okay?" Raymond asked Grace. lied down on the floor. He gasped. He was exhausted.
"I have never been better" she said despite all the obvious pain she was going through.
She also laid on her back breathing slowly to relax. Hugh sat and rested his back against the wall. He was devastated. It was definitely his first time to kill a man.
He was seriously having a conversation within himself. He was raising his hand up above his every now and then.
Probably regretting what he had done or he was trying to encourage himself that he had to do it.
"They say that is how you feel after you have your first kill" Grace chuckled and pointed to Hugh.
"He will surely get over it" Raymond said assuringly. He was sure of that. Hugh was a person with some facets of a bad guy. It shouldn't be so hard for him.
"Which makes me remember, Ray. You never had a moment like this. You never felt bad after your first kill. You are not very human" Grace r
Raymond was seated by the side of the hospital bed with a newspaper in his hand He wasn't really reading it. He kept checking Grace If she had woken up from her deep sleep.She would wake soon. She had been slept for a long time. She opened her eyes slowly and closed them back immediately like the lights were hurting her eyes."Raymond" she whispered. "Are you there, is that you?" she asked with her eyes closed."Why don't you open your eyes and confirm?" he replied her casually."I'm just confused seeing that in your hand. A publication? Really?" she had not opened her eyes yet and she was already taunting him."Are you okay?" he leaned towards her and asked."I feel better" she moaned. She opened her eyes and sat up."No, no. You have to rest" he quickly retorted. He felt she should be down there on her back.Grace was just looking at him with surprise. She didn't yield to his yearning."I guess I am still alive" she l
Raymond was coming down the stairs. He saw as Grace kept changing the TV channels. She seemed not to find the one suitable for her present mood.He skimmed down to join. He sat by her side without saying anything. She obviously had a lot running through her mind but she was obviously not going to tell him anything except he incited words from her."Maybe TV isn't what you need right now" he grabbed the remote,took it from and gently placed it on the table."What do you think I need then?" she folded her arms. it seemed she was not pleased with that."A good company like me,that has always been working even when you are stuck on the Millionaire Island" he joked.Grace smiled subtly. She was not enjoying the moment as she wanted."What are you thinking about?" he asked."That's my problem. I don't just know where to channel my mind" she shook her head."You really need that before you could channel the TV" he chuckled.She
Protocols were now being duly observed. Raymond and his accompanies were not allowed in until Reyes came out to them.He waved at them to come over."I'm sorry for the delay. Everything has changed since the attempt on the Mayor's life" he apologized as they walked over to him.They all walked together into the living room to meet Mayor Mount where he was comfortably seated."Raymond, Grace" he smiled to welcome them."And you, your face looks familiar" he pointed at Laura.Raymond was a little bit afraid. He wished Mayor Mount had not remembered when she tried to kill him."We met at their base" Laura said slowly."Yeah, I remember. You are that little girl that was in their base. You know I forgot what you were doing there that day" Mayor Mount seemed to have really forgotten. He was visibly trying to recollect."Actually, we are here because of her" Grace broke in suddenly. She was going straight to the point.
The computers pinged as Grace had said. Laura had been waiting for some time to hear that.She couldn't believe it at first. The pinging was not that loud but it was noticeable. She dashed over to the ammunition side and picked up the sword.She started feeling weird. She felt like she couldn't do this anymore. She stood there in front of the weapon. She wanted to take more than just a sword.But it would be useless to take what she wouldn't use. The computer pinged again. Time was going. She wanted to go but she was very much in need of a little push.Maybe she could just make a call to Grace. She would be helpful. They had become something like best friends.She hurried to get her and make the call. Time was no longer on her side. The call took like eternity to get connected, maybe that was because she was calling from an underground."Laura?" Grace said excitedly.There was nothing funny about this. It was damn serious but she had
"You should feel better now" Raymond put the cup back on the table smiling."You mean the wine is good?" Grace asked, she was pretending she didn't know what he was talking about."No. Not the wine. I am talking about the daughter of the city" he had opened up straight, she wouldn't have a chance of turning his words around anymore."She's good, but her judgement is somehow different from mine" she complained a bit."Two different people can't do the same thing same way. There will always be a slight difference" he explained."I have nothing against her but I'm just thinking operating like this. The Mayour won't be able to back her" she was right about that."She doesn't want it too. And this evil people give more respect to harsh treatment like such" he added."I'm sure we are not here to talk about the daughter of the city" she was becoming boring with their conversation. She stared at her cup weirdly.They had come out to a
Raymond grew tired on his workout but he continued despite that. This was not the time to stop. He should be hard on himself to have a favorable fast and desired result. He wanted six packs, he had gotten that already with a body fit enough to win the men’s fitness award. He believed he could still be better. He switched between push ups, crouches and some kegels.He didn’t want to leave any part behind. He must be fit all over.Raymond wasn’t a lover of exercises or a man determined to have a great physique some years back but a lot can change fast and easy especially when someone met the love of his life. This was what happened to Raymond. Since he had met Grace, he became a new man, a man with one goal. Grace must be happy. He was ready to give her all she wished.Grace loved him as well. They were both high school dropouts with low income, meagre income to be candid. Their financial status didn’t hinder
Raymond was stunned a bit about what she just said. He wondered where all that came from. She just woke up and got off bed. He remembered the six seven figure income part from her speech. He correlated that with the five hundred thousand dollar wedding. He nodded his head in realization of something he took to be a fact.He remembered all those billionaire CEO romance novels. There was a reason writers wrote that in abundance. It was close to reality.He watched her back as she was going. She was funny, that might be to him alone. Smiles formed on his face. He was overwhelmed by how great of a beauty she was. She stepped on the door weakly like the floor would feel hurt if she walked harder.Her bum was little, something he always used to tease her, but her tiny body and tinier waste made her shape adoring. Raymond always felt he could never had enough of her. He didn’t wish to have enough of her. His only wish was her happi
Mr. Jude walked around in his office. He was restless. He had made the right decision, he tried consoling himself. He couldn’t understand why he was feeling like this. He should be happy instead. This was something that needed to be done.Anything not useful should be discarded. He checked the time, he was expecting something. That someone had kept him waiting.Helen came in and gave him a typewritten letter.Helen was his secretary. She seemed to be nervous. He checked the letter. He wrinkled his face and continued reading.“What is this” he stretched the letter back to her. Helen was confused. She must be busy in her mind trying to decide whether to take it from him. She stretched out her hand to take it but held it back immediately.“The letter you requested, the letter you asked me to type” Helen managed to process. She was jolting. Mr. Jude was not surprised. H