The moment she saw Tess Mondragon, Rachel knew there’s something in her and it made her feel uneasy. She sensed that the woman was studying her from head to foot. There were, of course, pleasant introductions volunteered by the company boss but once they started talking, she felt an explicable surge of bad energy come between them. It’s the same uneasiness she’d been having the past few days, the same negative vibes that hovered in the air after the nightmare she recently had.Rachel’s boss and Lovelace recently met in a social occasion and the man took the opportunity to inch his way into the circle. For Tess, that was like being handed a duplicate key to a safe box. She made it a point to represent Lovelace to her supposed visit to the man’s office. Tess is a woman with a plan and no way she could miss Rachel when she steps in the place.Tess was acting too friendly to the point the boss found a smooth path to excuse himself and give Rachel the floor topitch. It benef
A voracious reader himself, the mustachioed Chairman Laude always believed that his charm is his way to authority just like the tyrants whose lives he read over and over. He had put to good use his alpha male look and gang leader stance. He thought that machismo is a vital component in firm leadership, especially in ruling over a relatively weak set of people; weak because historically they can easily be swayed through mind-conditioning. Lady propagandist Lovelace knows that her boss lacks class and compassion and that’s where she comes in. Her job is to make sure the Chairman does the right thing in front of the people. Their longtime affair is known by few in their inner circle, and hidden from the population because being a devoted husband to wife on paper is one of the plus factors that endeared the man to his followers. The idea of a strongman bowing to a house wife tickles the bone of the public known to over-romanticize things.While pictured as the woman who ca
The Androvans, majority of them, have obviously been intoxicated by the appeal of Chairman Laude that whatever he says or does, they cheer him on. Those close to him were naturally drawn to the large following the leader has gained. Lovelace developed a large fan base herself after being acknowledged for her crucial role in making Laude a beloved statesman.While Tess had unimaginable powers in hands, her stature leaned on the public perception of her authority, not really on character glamour.Tess was obviously thrilled to be introducing Hugh to Lovelace as a courtesy before she escorts him to meet and paint the Chairman. The three of them gathered at the latter’s office. Lovelace expected there won’t be any brat nephew storming her office this time.“Here’s the man who’d do the best portraits of the Chairman. We were classmates back in highschool,” Tess introduced.Lovelace smiled, “Of course, I already heard his name even before you mentioned it to me. You’re gain
The closed-door meeting was practically packed but the attendees were talking almost in whispers. They could feel something unusual was going on. They were called upon by special invitation for this past midnight gathering, amused that they were present and some of their comrades were not. One should wonder what would give you the distinction to be invited.Once the Commandant came in, everybody in the room stopped chatting and sat themselves to what must be at hand. Some of them turned their heads around trying to determine if the faces present would collectively give a hint of what they’re about to hear.The Commandant stood in the middle as the chairs for the guests were arranged encircling him. It was staged in a way where the spotlight could only be on him. “Gentlemen, we are gathered here for a purpose I won’t be surprised if you all may find shocking. But things had to be done to save what we have truly fought for from the beginning when we were young, idealist men who
The road ahead was as exciting as it was full of promise – a stretch best spent by pondering how things have unfolded way off expectations. It took a while for Hugh to get back to his consciousness after the shock of being literally shot. The bullet proof he was wearing did its job by luck. If the now-beleaguered Androva strongman took an aim at his head, he’d be a goner and not seated in a comfy backseat beside the hands-down most powerful woman in the land. “I felt glad when you said you couldn’t do it.” Lovelace told a silent, still recovering could-have-been assassin. “As exposed to trigger-happy men as I am, to authorities dispatching enemies by guns and knives, you are a welcome change. If you did kill the Chairman, you’d still see Rachel, but likely that you would have exchanged places by then, she in freedom, you in jail. I’m tired of working around the rules to keep wrongdoers from prison walls.”Hugh contemplated on her statement, “I don’t understand why you
Playing basketball was a skill Jack Soliman only developed out of necessity. By accident he discovered he could put the ball into the hole with more precision than his office buddies who were known to be really playing the sport or at least boastful enough to say they had their chances of getting to the professional level.The twice-a-week routine of playing in the hardcourt with the boss after office hours meant that he and the rest of his co-workers needed to keep themselves in shape. For him it was more than going to the gym and eating the right food to strengthen his body. He had to practice shooting around by his lonesome or playing with his neighbors during weekends.Being in the basketball pool of senior AVP Jerry Diwa was the unwritten prerequisite to secure oneself of a good, lofty standing in the company. Jack was not one to let go of the opportunity as he was given the chance to be one upon the boss’s invitation himself. He was summoned to Boss Jerry’s office and w
Without them the loud ideology of Laude won’t have a muscle. The strength of its meaning couldn’t possess the brute force it necessitates.The battalion of soldiers and police authorities made things happen for a leader whose feeling of hatred was built-in. In the land of Androva, they went by the name Jungle Greens. It’s hard to survive the jungle if you’re not tough enough or if you allow it to eat you up. They were the jungle transformed into humans, trained to withstand storms and snakes, ready to mix it up with townsfolk and city dwellers. Buildings are trees, highways are soil when they come in full force. Their voices were roars.Nicolo was a typical Jungle Green: sturdy, bearded, and bully. It had to be such a combination to convincingly play the part. He just witnessed a comrade ask a teenage bystander to dance like a woman, because his hair was too long and his clothes were too loose for him. The latter did try but the policeman wasn’t satisfied. He placed the barre
So many to meet and a lot of meat, ready-to-eat. Tess Mondragon gracing the occasion to celebrate the launch of a friend’s business was major news to the island town nearest to the capital city of Androva. Residents packed the sprawling old-style mansion of the Villegas couple who were both her batchmates back in high school. Many of the town folks were interested to see her in person as her celebrity grew in the last few years. She had become a key cog in the ruling regime of the whole peninsula. However, she seemed to be a kind of aloof and didn’t want too much public attention. At the event, she gave everyone making eye contact the sweetest smile she could deliver or fake.She stood beside Timmy, wife of Atty. Gary Villegas, who was busy orchestrating the occasion as hundreds, came over to buy limited, cheaply priced meat as a special offer to officially open their meat-supply business.“The people in this town are so happy to see you, my friend,” Timmy said.Tess