Tony Liebert Novels & Stories

Tony spoke without moving his eyes from the road. “You know something about her?” Anita asked in return. Tony Lee, the marine biologist, who was already working at the National Aquarium doing research and studying everything related to marine life, knew something about Bilha Wairimu. He was hardly in his apartment, always on trips to the lakes, rivers, seas and to the coast. Working with the biggest NGO in the World and making documentaries for Geographic Channels. It was something hard to believe. Tony chuckled at her question. “I don’t divulge myself in them much. But once or twice, for you, I always search for something,” he said.

In the end, he hung up. I stared blankly at the banners outside the bus window. How ironic. When James sponsored Tina, he never batted an eye when he paid for Tina. Every year, the Jennings family ranked first among the aid teams supporting the countryside. Yet now, when I wanted to spend my own money on my own medication, that was a waste in James's eyes.

“Seventeen years?” “Do they keep tabs on you?” she continued to press. Tony chuckled darkly. “Would you if it were you? After you tip all of their ‘business’ sites and dealings to the INTERPOL? I’m telling you, that’s what I did.” Then he paused. “I do not like drugs. Nor weapons,” Tony said truthfully. “Then you are perfect for the role,” she said, putting down the book on the table with a quiet thud. “Pffttt… In case you forgot sweetie, forced vacation means—terminated,” Tony mocked.