Delivery Man From Murim Novels & Stories

I asked the delivery man, my voice filled with confusion and curiosity. The delivery man just shrugged, "I don't know, ma'am. I was just told to deliver them here." The delivery man looked at me, a question in his eyes. "Are you Stassie Englment?" he asked. "Yes, that's me," I replied, " This is for you madam." he said

he uttered with furrowed brows while scanning Daimon. He flashed a cunning smile before lifting the food and drinks he brought. "I'm a delivery man," he explained like he was close friends with the man but the guard didn't budge so easily. "Go to the receptionist and record your name," he instructed while still blocking the way. Daimon sighed heavily. The interference made his job harder. He turned around and walked back to where he started. "Hi, miss. I'm here to deliver food to VIP room number 1," he explained with a charismatic smile before winking at the young woman behind the table. She blushed before typing something on the computer.

"I see so where were you when Mr Desmond was killed??" I ask again deli.....very "I was making......delivery...." he replied nervously,"delivery by 3am" I replied. "ye....sss,we....deli....ver at midnight too,it base.....on.....the..time our...customer....wants...," "Ok I understand ,so you are not around when it happens ?" "ye...ss," "ok Thanks for cooperating with us." 3minutes late "Yes ,am Derek John an attorney,is this daylight delivery? " "Yes" the person at the end of the phone replied,"then you must be the manager ?"

He then found a sack and filled it to the brim with limestone powder. "Let's do this!" I exclaimed as I gripped the fruit knife. I took a deep breath before walking toward the door. A kind smile stretched across Josie's lips when she spotted the deliveryman. "Are you here to deliver something, young man? I know all the deliverymen in this area. You must be new." The deliveryman swept his cold gaze across Josie from under his cap. He then slowly reached into his coat pocket. "Now!" I hissed before opening the door.

“Oh, hey, I'll go first, and I'll go to charge the other tenants. You, make sure you pay next month, ok.” Amira just nodded. She passed Lora and opened the gate of the apartment. But when she opened, a delivery guy greeted her. He was carrying a box of pizza, wearing a hat, a sign from a well -known pizza brand in the country. The driver looked at the phone and looked at Amira again. “Ma'am, is this the St. Theresa apartment?” Amira just nodded. “What unit?” she asked and looked at her watch. “Oh my, just knock or call to come out. I'll be late for work, I'm truly sorry.”

Yes sir" I replied, turning towards his direction. " I am sorry I have to take more of your time today, a client has ordered a box of our favorite brownie,the ones you make, can you have it delivered please?". "Ugh" I sighed, " okay boss, text me the details" I added. " Thanks Mica, I will add some extra bonus for you at the end of the month" he said and walked away happily. After a while, my phone beeped and my eyes opened in horror seeing the name of where I was supposed to deliver the brownie to…..Lucan Lim.

I feel so old being addressed as such, I’m barely twenty-one! I was still in shock and unaware that I was yet to be fully blown away when the other delivery man turned to Mirable and asked her to sign. “I’ve been searching everywhere for you, please sign here” He said almost breathlessly. Did he follow her here? Mirable looked most flustered, the man was trying to do his job and pass on the bouquet but she seemed hesitant. I’m guessing she doesn’t want to accept it because of the sender but why? Wait a minute, if Franklin is here and it’s not from Franklin then who could’ve sent it?

This was going to be easy. The knock came just as Gina Lang set her coffee on the counter. Three short taps. Firm and measured. She frowned, wiping her hands on a dish towel before heading to the door. A man stood there, tall, wearing a courier jacket and holding a clipboard. “Good morning, ma’am,” he said, smiling too easily. “Package delivery for a Miss Lang.” Gina blinked. “Delivery? I didn’t order anything.” “Maybe it’s a gift,” he said, checking his clipboard. “Sometimes the sender forgets to put their name.”

She stand-up when 5 minutes passed, but before she open the door of the comfort room, she heard a bell and a call at someone outside of her house, when she open the door she saw delivery man. “Ma’am delivery for Ms. Ashel Damo?” The delivery man questioned to her. “It’s me, why?” She asks, because she can’t remember ordering anything. “Ma’am we had a delivery for you from Mr. Thomas Grey, please sign here ma’am.” The delivery man handed her the receipt book for her to sign.

When my assistant and I got out of the car and stood at the door of the Lima family's house, I heard an employee ask: “And you are?” My assistant replied: "I'm the assistant from the company Moom" The employee came to greet us and asked: “Are you here to deliver a gift to Mr. Lima?” My assistant made a sound of agreement. The servant didn't dare to open the door alone, and hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, the housekeeper informed me about this, I will call her right away."