C H A P T E R VII: THE BOUQUET FROM PARIS

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C H A P T E R – VII: THE BOUQUET FROM PARIS “ Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts.” Sigmund Freud JAMES LINDEN MARCH 16, 2017 I starred at Amary’s face as it reflects on the window, she sleeps oh so peacefully. She doesn’t fit this puzzle, This two hours of travel to their mansion made me think, I know that the danger this mission brings to my team is way more than I anticipated, First, I didn’t expect that the manufacturing of illegal drugs under their mansion is way too disproportionate, yes extreme. Observing Bryant and Caleb, this father and son doesn’t look like drug dealers at all, Second, I might need to go rogue for the meantime but I have to play smart, I have to make sure that Levi is still updated to whatever findings I see. Going rogue doesn’t mean you’ll go independent but rather putting the odds within your palms with justice, Third, Amary, she has no idea that her father dislikes her to be a part of this but his father knew he was being targeted and just in case he dies, in the case he did, he knew his daughter wouldn’t stop seeking revenge and he knew the power of Pharmakei will help her do so, As we reached the mansion, I carried Amary bridal style, she’s just an amazing woman. Slaying the first company meeting alone and on the same day transacting with Senator Cedric, at least that’s a confirmation. But I knew, she’s afraid, putting up the brave face, I carried her to her room and rested her there, She must’ve not been able to slept well for the past few days, Caleb brought Amary’s shoes and bag to the room, “She’s a tough one, Amary” he said, “I know she is,” I starred at Amary, “Trust in her but never lose her trust” he left the room before I even replied to him, I removed her earrings, bracelet, and her hair tie so she can sleep more comfortably, As I was about to tuck her in with blanket she seemed to be having a very bad dream, “Daddy,” she said under her breath, She started wailing in her sleep, “Daddy, please” “Amary” I tried to shake her from her shoulder blades, “Wake up, you’re having a dream!” She suddenly got up, her eyes quite teary, “What’s wrong?” she looked at me with her green eyes, almost ready tp cry, “I promised myself I will shed no tear until I gave my father vengeance.” She took a deep breath and grabbed a full of her hair, “Shhhhh, please, come here” I gave her a hug and caressed her back, “Thank you James, but please you may leave” she took a deep breath, I stood up. “Rest and if you cannot sleep my room has a very big bed that you may sneak yourself into” she chuckled and shooed me away. “By the way, we’re leaving for Paris tomorrow” she said as I held the knob, “What?” “The 16th and the 17th are both days of delivery to our biggest customers to which us, the owners were directly involved. We’re delivering to Raphael Maxim tomorrow” What the hell, “We’ll be using our private jet for delivering, we’ll land directly at his mansion, people always thought that my father and Raphael are very good friends, well that’s how they want the public to see them but in reality Raphael is the top reseller of drugs in all of Europe.” My brows rose, “Damn it” Levi commented, “Then who was killed in the news? I mean that was a big news he is like a worldwide banned person?” I snapped my fingers to pretend that I was thinking because damn it I killed the “top” drug dealer of Europe. “Carlos Onij?” I stopped snapping and decided to sit at the edge of her bed, “Then how did he trick the police on this?” she chuckled and took a deep breath, “Easy, it was all a trick. For a year they knew that the police is tracking a person then at of course it was a ladder. For someone like Raphael, buying a property isn’t difficult, the person the police killed was a fake.” “Are you like kidding? I guess Raphael likes Marvel huh, the trick where in someone pretends to be the bad guy. Well the police are dumb anyways,” “Yeah, you remember when I was in Paris when you told me that you saw me punching or whatever I did to that someone, I played as in informant.” Damn it, “I said that we were sold drugs inside the bar back in Paris that was why my friend who was touched by some guy was kicked. I told them someone drugged her, someone old who looks very rich, I gave them descriptions and then boom everything just went into place and you know how that escalated already” she stood up and went to her closet and changed into her night dress, “f**k her” Levi said under her breath probably as speechless as I am, I watched her as she grabs a cotton and poured something to it and started wiping her face, After a while it was her bare face, beautiful bare face, she’s like a nymph, vicious “Your father asked me to protect you, he gave me the word Pharmakeia and didn’t expect you guys are top producers of drugs in the United States and damn it, also in the European continent.” She smirked at me, “Our company is a known ship building one, it is clean, brought up on its own without stain of drug money, my father as far as I know only got involved in drugs after my mother died. The basement, it used to be a sewing company, it was my mother’s” she sat down and placed herself under the covers, rested her back at the headboard I looked at her as she recalled, “How was it converted to it?” “I don’t know, my mother was always very sickly but she was beautiful, graceful and I always believed she was queen. My father knew about her dreams, my father’s family was rich, they had a winery and while my mother was a daughter of famous singers of the broad way, they both finished at a good school, improved the winery which is until now ours. However, my mother was always sick then they made the sewing company knowing how my mother loved sewing clothes,” I removed my shoes “May I?” she nodded then I sat on the bed comfortably, this is good, this is a good conversation. “At first they only lived at my grandparent’s mansion but they wanted their own so my father surprised my mother with this mansion and what’s more? The sewing company underneath it of course. There’s only one entrance and exit for the employees before, it was about a kilometer away from our house then the elevator was only for my mother and father, then eventually me. It was the good old days, I was so young that I didn’t know the clothes made were for the poor, it was given, not sold, it was purely for donations and what fuels the sewing company are donations which is hundred percent used for buying everything needed for the sewing company. I didn’t know what went wrong but my mother, she died of cancer I was 15 years old at that time,” a teardrop fell but she immediately wiped it with her hand, “The sewing company died and Pharmakeia was brought up and before I know it, it became the biggest illegal drug producing company in the continent of US and Europe.” “Pharmakeia, do you want it?” “No, but my father started this so I don’t know. As he brought Pharmakeia up to what it is now he also trained me into a fighter, strong not like. . .” your mother, “I did promised you on the 11th that after five days you’d know about our high grade weeds,” I nodded in anticipation, “Well, I’m sorry to tell you that we have to postpone that but don’t worry since weeds are quite legal to some states now it is not much of a big deal although maybe you’d be quite intrigued with how and where we produce it.” “Guess I’m no longer surprised by your surprises but curiosity is always at peak in this brain of mine. So tomorrow, we’ll be heading to Paris?” “Yes, you don’t need to bring anything much I guess,” she replied, she rested herself on the bed and looked at me, “I will always believe that my father trusts you but my trust is something you need to gain, I do not know who the real enemy is, there’s so much on my list” “Rest, we’ll have a long day tomorrow but wait, how about the company I mean you just got your position, you can’t go AWOL just like that right?” she smiled with her tired eyes, “I told them a while ago that I will be leaving for Paris to check our branch there, so you have nothing to worry about that, every move in Pharmakeia has an alibi with it, so just don’t die,” she closed her eyes then I decided to slowly stand up and turned off her lights.” I went to my room and made sure I closed it, I turned my laptop on and assure that no metal detectors, microphone, or anything to spy me was gummed to my clothes, I also rechecked the room, when I realized non was planted I guess these people aren’t as modernized as they are. I changed into comfortable clothes and started talking, “Levi, what do you have for me?” I said as I opened my laptop and started writing my initial report for Mr. Black, “Reich, it is clean,” “How is that possible?” “Well, The Anthurs are indeed rich people, I think what you need to know is who gave Henry Anthur the idea of turning the Sewing company into a drug producing one” my brows met, “Yeah, damn I didn’t thought about that. I wonder too, so Reich was brought up before Pharmakeia right?” “Yes it was, and Aria worked for Reich for 10 years, Reich is a 15 years old company the Anthur winery is a 100 year old company established by Henry Anthur’s grandparents it has indeed made billions in the industry, and I wonder what and why is it that a man who already have everything needed something like Pharmakeia, is it just an Alibi?” Levi spoked with the tone of a curious one but heck, I am as curious as he is, “We cannot just give something like this to Mr. Black, he wouldn’t spare Amary’s life and Mr. Henry was certain that Amary wouldn’t stop until she avenges him.” “Don’t you think Henry saw this coming, his death, you?” “Who knows, we’ll never know, after all, we can’t ask a dead man. For now, we will inform Mr. Black that the red head is clueless of Pharmakeia, I need your cooperation until Amary gets what she wants” I heard sighs from them, “It was my mistake not seeing the sharp shooter,” “It never will be anyone’s mistake. You stay in Nashville and keep a close eyes here, later, I will roam around the mansion and locate the cameras in the vicinity I will try to place the transfer chip to each camera so you guys can have access on each, after I make my report to Mr. Black that is, and for now all information that you’ve seen, heard and knew are within the boundary of our team, is that understood men?” “Yes James,” they all replied seriously knowing that this matter is very serious indeed, I wrote my report to Mr. Black Mr. Black, Since the day I have started to live in the Mansion of the Anthurs it seems that the job of informing the flower is upon the jurisdiction of Byrant, the right hand of Henry Anthur at Pharmakeia. So far, the place is secure with CCTV’s and guards most specially entrances. I haven’t had a chance to fully roam around the vicinity due to the glares and my team is still trying to go through the map and the blue print of the Mansion. The Flower is only focused on Reich, as the news is loud I was asked by Mr. Henry to marry her daughter solely for the purpose of money and for now I am investigating whether if there’s more to it. I will be leaving for Paris to help the Flower gain investors and for now I am just a booster of money, but for some reason it seemed that Henry Lexar anticipated his death but he didn’t expect to die on the day of her daughter’s birthday. If this will lead me to Pharmakeia I think that I might have to leave my team and go on rogue, the aura of the Mansion screams what lies beneath, I do not want to risk my team’s life but that will only happen if the worst would come. For now, everything is shallow and it was as if the enemy retreated to give the flower sometime to grieve. 130812 130812 My agent number still overwhelms me, I sent the email and started to gather transfer chips, transfer chips is a small piece of metal spider that camouflages with whatever surface it rests on, I grabbed about 20 of it and placed it on my pocket, I roamed around and checked Amary’s room first, she was so sound asleep, like a princess she really is, “All clean” Levi said, I roamed and then saw a camera on the hallway, I released one on the floor and it will travel to the camera, I roamed a bit more to the gardens kitchen, every area I think I a person can pass thru, “A little late for roaming?” Caleb was leaning on the wall, “It will be mine soon too, why not get a hang of it?” I ignored his malicious smirk and made my way back to my room, I gathered my things that I need for the trip to Paris, I guess I have to make her mine, damn I needed to, why do I feel like I need to? “That guy surely has a thing for the Flower” Levi said, “Who wouldn’t I mean, honestly speaking she’s beautiful, attractive and she seems to be nice but not showing it.” “You surely have a lot to learn about your bride to be,” I placed my bags on the table, “You guys can rest, you know how the transfer chip works, it will notify you if it detects a face it knows, so rest” I removed my lens and slept, I was dreaming of a red hair, of course of course it should be her, so beautiful, radiated by the sun, pale skin, She was about to look when . . . “James,” “James,” what is this I’m hearing, an angel perhaps? “James,” I slowly opened my eyes to see a red headed woman whose eyes so beautiful I would’ve believed I’m dead. “James, what the hell are you dreaming off sleepy head? Get up its good you prepared your things, excited much?” Amary giggled as she checked my stuff, “What time is it?” I asked, “4 in the morning? Get up. We’ll be leaving in thirty minutes,” “Yeah, I’ll just brush my teeth, do we have to wear something formal or anything?” she chuckled and rolled her eyes, “Not for now, you can wear comfortable clothes then you can change at the plane,” I nodded, I groaned and yawned, I rolled around the bed and someone smacked my eyes, I saw Amary biting her tongue and giggling as she leaves the room, “Abuse!!!!” I screamed and she laughed even harder, the empty walls of the hall made her laughter echo, f*****g cute “Damn it” I got up and washed my face, brushed my teeth and grabbed my stuff, “How do men do that?” Amary was leaning on the wall, wearing a black lacy top and skirt, her red hair flowing down to her back and a black high heels shoes, “Do what?” “Go out of the house with just brushing your teeth? I adore that, Caleb always tells me to dress up like a woman, who wants to wear this anyways” she pointed at her clothes, “Well, you have a status and eye bags to seal, but you know what I am not Caleb.” I smiled at her and carried her stuff leaving her quite speechless, why did I even say that? Later that morning we slept at the plane on the way to Paris, there was a bed in the private jet and we slept on the same bed, auspiciously it didn’t feel awkward at all. The afternoon that we landed at the grounds of Paris made me change into a bit thicker clothes due to a cold breeze, we transferred to a helicopter where the package was also placed, “Why a heli?” I asked Amary, “There’s no checkpoint in the air, dumbass” she gave me a light punch in the chest and yeah great damn point, “Why are the police so dumb about those kinds of points” Levi commented as we rode the heli and soon saw the beautiful mansion of Rapahael, “I’ve been here, my father brought me here before maybe once or twice,” I said to Amary, “The place is exquisite and so is the money we’ll be getting today” the heli landed and we were greeted with the strong English accent of Raphael, “My my, James Linden, your father used to be a great friend of mine who knew you’d be acquainted with the Anthurs? I assume you already know the business” he said as we walked towards the mansion where I assume a peppermint tea is served, “Yes I am, well, good luck on your endeavors as the future wife of the queen of Narcotics” “Amary, do you think he can handle it?” Raphael handed Amary a cup of tea, “I hope he does, my gun is always pointed at his head,” Raphael left out zealot laugh which made Amary look at me with then smirked maliciously, It was the same at Sen. Conrad’s, it was like eat and run, deliver and go, pay and go, that’s the system, “I’d like to go see the Eiffel Caleb,” Amary said, before we head to the heli, “Sure, I . . “ before Caleb even finished I cut his sentence, “I’d accompany you, Paris was a good place and one of my favorites” Amary smiled and nodded, “Alright then, Caleb have a limousine ready at the airport” we headed to the airport and transferred to a limo then tour around the city, since both of us have been here numerous times I know Amary still disregarded some shops, La Boutique des Saints Peres, a*****e that never failed to wow me with their freshly arranged flowers. I bought a bouquet of Amaryllis and a Rose accentuated with light pink butterfly bush, She’s waiting at the front of Eiffel tower, admiring the beauty of its tallness and light, There she was on her red hair and pale skin, Her gaze moved from the tower, to me, then to the flowers, She excitedly approached me, “I’d assume that’s mine?” she said enthusiastically grabbing the middle part of the bouquet, “Who else do you think I’d give it too? She chuckled and smelled the flowers, She looked at the Eiffel as her eyes glistened and stores the light of the tower, I admired her, “Perfect” was all that I was able to say.
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