Vintage

CHAPTER EIGHT

Jackson was huffing as he cleaned his face with the handkerchief in his hand, the just climbed a building of eighteen floors using the stairs, he was told the elevator was under maintenance.

He stood on the door ringing the door bell he checked again if he got the room number right “you are late Mr Lee” a female voice said opening the door, “come with me” the woman said walking to the elevator, pressing the floor number, ding the elevator opened, she walked into the elevator.

Jackson stood there his expression turned ugly, he was really pissed why was he told the elevator was under maintenance making him climb the stair his expression was turning worse just thinking about it “do you want to take the stairs Mr Lee?“ The woman asked sassily, Jackson walked in his face still ugly “miss jade you sure have a wired way of welcoming your guests” Jackson said through his teeth.

“Do you have a problem with it?“ Jade asked walking out of the elevator. They walked into a room that looked like an office, they both sat down on the couch.

“Tell me about Tracy Banks” Jackson went straight to the point, he was already in a bad mood .

“I met Tracy, she was a poor girl looking for a job so introduced her to a friend, who knew she climb the social ladder so quickly from stripping she started the higher ups” this piqued Jackson's interest he didn't interrupt her allowing her to continue, Jade saw his interest so she decided to create a suspense, she walked to the mini bar and poured a drink for her and Jackson, she walked UK to him handing the glass to him, she added swirling the drink in her cup ”men with power”

“Do you know any of them?“ Jackson asked reading her, “No I don't “ she answered gulping down her drink she walked to bar pouring herself another, she wondered if it was the alcohol that left bitter taste in her mouth or the name Tracy.

Jackson left for the office exhausted after climbing those hectic stairs he still got nothing very useful, he could use a cup of coffee just then Maria walked in with coffee.

“How did it go?“ Maria asked

“Nothing very useful, they are not friends has Anna said they were, her actions should they were enemies more so she never took Tracy as a friend”.

“Could she be jealous Tracy got to sit with me of power?“

“Maybe, it wasn't entirely bad atleast we got our very first suspect” Jackson answered Maria taking a sip of the coffee maybe he should go to Anna again maybe he could get something useful, he thought to himself.

Broken piece of flower vase and soil was scattered on the floor, the servants stood there trembling, Kenny sat down with a gloomy face, atleast that was what Alan saw when he walked in.

“You are all dismissed, you all can take a week off” Alan said calmly to the servants, all the servants scrambled away as they felt their savour had arrived, Kenny's moody swings were deady luckily they didn't have to bury a dead body today.

Alan stood looking at Kenny's back his eyes brewing storms.

“How many times have I told you to stop scaring the servants?“ Alan asked in a slow voice that brought chills to the spine. Kenny flinched as he felt the cold gaze at his back, was he scared? Sure he was, he stood rooted where he was, Alan walked to Kenny ready to explode his anger but stopped as he saw blood dripping from Kenny's palm he must have gotten it from the broken vase.

Without a word he took his hand walking into the bathroom, he washed the wound they walked back to the bedroom, Kenny sat on the bed while Alan went to bring the first aid box after the wrapping the wound he arranged the box,”I am sorry” Kenny said but got no response “I asked where you went but no one knew, when you left the house..“ Alan paused his movement but picked up the box silently walking out of the room.

It was bedtime but Alan was no where to be found, everytime Alan was angry he would always come to sleep when it was bed time but today was different he never came so Kenny went out to look for him, he checked the study but it was empty so he walked to Alan's room. Alan had his own but he rarely used it since he slept in Kenny's room.

“Alan I said I am sorry” Kenny said twisting the door knob but the door was locked, “Alan please open the door” Kenny kept banging the door pleading but all he got was silence.

On the other side of the door Alan leaned on the door, fighting the urge to open the door, he wanted to open the door so badly, he wanted to hug him and tell him everything was okay but he had to do this or Kenny will be forever dependant on him and will always cause havoc when he was not around.

The knocking stopped after a long time “he must gotten tired and gone to sleep” Alan said with a bitter smile, he has always given in to Kenny no matter the circumstances but today he really had to hurt kenny it was for the better.

Alan walked to his, the night felt like torture without Kenny by his side, he had really gotten used to hugging him to sleep now he couldn't fall asleep without him by his side “was I too harsh on him?“ Alan asked himself “no this is really for the better” maybe on day when he couldn't stand by his side any longer, he would have to endure all the hardships alone.

He remembered how he always stick to him during their high school days, he would follow him everywhere including the restroom, the teachers will always say he grew a big tail to others it felt like a burden but to him he felt it was cute.