His only desire, His Craftsman's plan.

Mission is Set

Adam arrives at the Industry after listening to a whole album written by Jon Bellion. He feels ready to face anything, even death. He always had the mentality that he could possess anything within a Man's reach. He decided to study Pharmacology despite his Father's insistence on him reading Finance. He was made to work there and he decided to fulfill all righteousness besides, he learnt a thing or two while working as a Vice President in the Finance Department.

He still sees money as a toy he uses it to get what he wants; Gadgets, Women, Luxuries and anything money can buy. He still has a missing piece but he can't find the missing piece, that piece he tries to find in Music but he still feels he is not being told something or about someone. He reasons why he exists but can't still comprehend that a GOD exists. A Craftsman who created the heavens and the Earth and the whole universe, the astrologists and astronomers can't still explain in scientific terms.

" Welcome Sir. How was your night Sir?". The Gate man opens the door of the back seat for Adam to descend from the Car. Adam takes a good look at the Gateman and smiles at him. He loved the simplicity of his greetings.

" How are you doing brother?". He stretches his hand out to shake him. They shake hands but the Gate man bows in humility.

Adam heads straight to the Administrative Building where he knows his Father will be waiting in the Conference room looking at his watch expecting Adam to practically fly from where he was into the conference room in a flash. His father hates for time to be wasted. He believes so much in the Philosophy of "Time is money" and "Time lost can never be regained". This makes him manage like a miser despite that he spends on his time and money on his family.

"What a damn Irony to his Philosophy". Adam whispers as he enters the conference room. His Father look at him head to toe and nods in acknowledgement.

" Your mother must have helped you dress Young Man. I can see her touch. It still needs a little twitch".

" I know Sir. It's simply because I don't enjoy dressing like this. Feel like a Penguin". He adjusts his tie in dismay.

" Come off it boy. The investors are already here. Make the best of impression for the legacy".

" Damn legacy". Adam mutters in disgust.

"What did I hear?" Mr. Micheal with a disgusted look on his face.

"Nothing Sir". He denies but with a firm look on his face.

The Investors enter the conference room and are looking glad.