When they got to the live chicken village, to everyone's surprise, she did not say a word, even though it was time to buy the stuff.
Then, Ahmed, who occupied the middle seat of the Highlander, turned behind to see whether she was sleeping, but she was awake and looking worried. Ahmed, who knew her like the back of his palm, asked, “What is the matter Francisca? You looked worried.”
“Nothing Mr. Ahmed. I'm okay,” she responded with a long face.
Now, Frank, who had been asleep, was woken up by their conversation. He noticed that they were already at the live chicken village and asked, “Are we not buying the chicken?”
“Park,” Ahmed ordered the driver, who slowed down and pulled up. Meanwhile, he was more interested in Francisca's mood than the chicken.
“What is the matter with you, Francisca?” He asked, but his time, his voice was not friendly again, the driver had stopped and everyone's attention was on her.
“Say something, Francisca,” pleaded Frank, who knew the implications of Ahmed's change of tone. At that point, Francisca was not herself anymore. Then, Ahmed requested for her phone, which she carefully and quickly handed over to him.
“Get two live chickens for them,” he ordered the orderly after he handed some cash over to him.
“Okay boss,” the orderly accepted, and got out of the car. Likewise, Ahmed quickly went through the message and asked, “What would you like to do about this?”
Now, his tone was calmer and void of the fear it carried earlier on. Nevertheless, Francisca was relaxed and could express herself.
“I would like to visit her.”
“Visit who?” Frank, who was confused, asked.
“It's Hope Dana. She cannot resume because her dad is ill.”
Now, Frank gave Ahmed a pleading look that made him to ask him, “What about you? What would you like to do?”
“I would like to visit her too.”
“Okay. Let's go.”
At that juncture, the orderly was back with the two live chickens. Then, the driver turned on the ignition, and asked, “Where are we going, Sir?”
They inquired from people based on the direction from Hope's message. The house did not have a clear address. The road was not in the plans of the Government, at least, not in the next ten years. The houses were built with mud. All the same, Ahmed was patient. Of course, he could not go back because he was already in it. After an intensive search, they were in her house.
At the Cherry Fields Oil and Gas Group Industrial Area.
'Madam Hotel Room' was early to meet with her appointment with her partners in mischief. Although, many staff members came to work early to tidy their work of the previous day. Seeing her early in the office was not something improper. The security men did not give her a second look. She had come in her car, instead of the staff bus.
At Richard’s Office
Robinson was with him as planned, oblivious of the secret camera, and were discussing freely with each other.
“Did you come with the enhancement drugs?”
“Yes,” Richard responded, and pulled out his drawer and bought out a pack. Then, he brought out a tablet and handed it over to his guest.
“Take. I took mine earlier on.”
“That is good,” Robinson said, and picked the bottled water that was on the table, and swallowed the drug. “We will tear her apart today.”
“You are right. We will teach her to know her limits. Imagine asking us to stand up for Gabriel.”
“Now that we have discovered that the Head of the Planning Committee is Gabriel, my problem is how do we get him to include our bills in his budget so that we will be able to pay off these contractors.”
“Do you expect that he would agree to that? You know that he does Cherry Field's work as if it is his.”
“I agree with you. If not that we influenced him, do you think he would have allowed us to make all the money we made so far from the company, especially now that he works closely with that stingy accountant?” Richard stressed.
“You're right. I think what we should proceed with our initial plans.”
“I think so, too. We will kidnap him at once and demand for the Lamborghini Veneno as ransom.”
“Yes. You are aware that his imported wife would do anything to protect him.”
“You're right. She will willingly give out the Lamborghini Veneno just to get her husband released.”
“That reminds me. Where is the car parked now?”
“I think it is ......”
Suddenly, the front office door opened, and they looked at the wall clock, and it was already 6 am. Sensing that their guests had arrived, they happily asked her to come in. As soon as she came in, she shut the door behind her and sat on the seat that she was ushered to.
“Good morning, sirs,” she greeted. However, they did not bother to respond to her greetings. They were already sexually erected. Now, Richard began to touch her breast, while Robinson pulled down his trousers to reveal his stiff and erected manhood.
“When will I meet the General Manager?” She inquired anxiously.
“You will meet him today. We will personally arrange for that,” Richard assured her. At that point, he was trying to unbutton her shirt while Robinson was trying to pull off her underwear. She smiled broadly, and tried to help him unbutton her shirt. Then, she declared joyously, “That will be nice. I can't wait to meet him.”
Suddenly, the automatic locked door opened, and they jolted up.
At The Vice Chairman's house.
Dora woke up stronger and healthier. They had their morning prayers as usual before preparing to leave for work. Meanwhile, Ken and his son were ready, and waiting for Mr. Morris to pick them up as usual. Jewel was also getting ready for school, just like her mother. Subsequently, Mr. Morris picked them, and they took off for work. The needs of humans differ. Most of these needs can only be satisfied by another human, and nothing could replace that.
By riding to work with the Chairman, Ken had a sense of satisfaction that he never had as a child from his father. He grew up with his mother and sister. His polygamist father never cared for any of his children. As an adult and a family man, that vacuum was still there and yearning to be filled. Those past weeks had been wonderful because Mr. Morris had filled that vacuum.
To Mr. Morris, he had never had a family to take care of. For his age, he ought to have catered for two generations, his children and grandchildren. He felt empty and incomplete, but now, the vacuum was gradually been filled up. The relationship between him and the Israel’s family was beginning to give him a sense of accomplishment. He had a son and a grandson with him in his vehicle with the lunch bags of food prepared by his 'daughter-in-law'. He could not ask for more.
As for Jeff, he was in the midst of two giants. They were the pillars he needed to get to the pinnacle of his life. Being with Mr. Morris over the days had helped him to build his self-worth, and was bolder and adventurous. If Mr. Morris can trust him with the PURPLE TAG, then he is the best. Such confidence would not have been gotten by merely being the son of Mr. Ken and Dora Israel. They joyously drove to work, only to meet an embarrassing report from the Chief Security Officer about the three miscreants, who saw nothing wrong in getting what they wanted through any means. Now, the Vice Chairman was at the Chairman's Office when the Chief Security Officer showed them the footage from the secret camera. Then, Ken poured out his mind, “Something had to be done about these scoundrels, and very fast.”
The Chairman was startled at his outburst. He had never shown such anger before, and Mr. Morris was concluded that he had been hurt beyond limit.
“What do you intend to do?” Mr. Morris asked, while Jeff and the Chief Security Officer looked at him to hear his response.
“Out right dismissal, of course. We cannot continue to harbor them. They could cause more damage to the organization.”