Chapter one: strange to be back
The passersby gaped at the two exotic sport car now dented from the unexpected collision but everyone one could see the fault had been the car at the back, it was definitely distracted to have cause that kind of accident.
People watched on expecting to see a drama where two rich people decided to forgo their dignity as they have seen in dramas but none of that happened until a moment later.
A young man in crisps, clean cut and neatly well made suit walked out of the car with a little paper in hand and walked briskly to the car at the front despite this appearance every one knew someone else was in the car, someone too expensive to walk the road of the dirty street.
He knocked on the tinted glass which was winded down at the intrusion, he stretched forward the business card into the car, the apprehensive secretary thought twice before taking it seeing the name on the card until a quiet control voice permitted her
"Take it" Nevaeh said drawing the attention of the man who could see nothing but was totally exposed to them.
She has heard a lot about Daffodil's motors, they apparently make the best cars and seeing the name on the card, she had decided to make use of this opportunity.
A white limousine stopped by Nevaeh car's, it was a change of car as would it be unsightly to be seen in a crashed car at the office, the idea Is to pass the massage
'Alaska is still standing strong'
She alighted from her previous car into the new one as subtlely as she could but the man in the car behind her saw everything.
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"Who could she be?" He tried to remember even after she was long gone, he knew her but he could not place his hand on where or when.
The image of her leaving the car sticked to his mind, he remembered the way she had walked as if nothing had happened just then. She looks young, very young infact yet her precision in handling the matter without embarrassing anyone had him wanting to crash into her again
'will she still be the composed little girl when that happens or will the facade fade away like his sister's does some minute after she tried to act like some well mannered girl that she is not?' He thought
"Get a grip Erik!" he does that thing where he talks to himself when he has to get his head straight. Sometimes he wants too much and acts on them, like whenever he has the strong urge to unalive his father or just burn down all the fuckers in his old dungeon one by one.
His friend or popularly acclaimed secretary looked at his boss but say nothing, even though he was used to it because they have been friends since he could remember, he would still like to know what goes on in his boss head because whenever his boss does the talking to himself thing, bad and strange things happened, things he sometimes does by himself while bringing Norman along while dropping the secretary act.
Sometimes, he knows what he wants is wrong but trust Mr Daffodil to meet himself halfway like when he realised he could not kill his father, his sister still wanted a father.
Erik Daffodil locked his own father in a dungeon for a whole year to satisfy half his intention.
"You wouldn't believe this?" Norman exclaimed behind the wheel
"Spill" he said not in the mood to joke around
"That's she" Erik looked at him, expecting him to expatiate more
"The Alaska girl" he added when his friend did not get it.
"Well, well, would you look at that" He said amused with an unusual smile gracing his beautiful lips.