Looking into his eyes, Michael saw that he was set on Jane. Time slowed down immediately; the man was already too close for Michael to react properly.Without many options, he quickly turned himself into a human shield to protect Jane. Spreading his arms wide in anticipation.The man lunged in, aiming his knife on Michael’s center. Without delay, Michael grabbed his assailant by the wrist as they struggled, pushing Jane to the ground.Onlookers at first were baffled by what was going on, before a lady on the other side of the street yelled. “HELP! HE’S GOT A KNIFE!” causing an instant panic.Their tussle, which lasted only moments, felt like hours to Jane, who sat helplessly on the street, using her arm behind her to weigh herself up against the ground.Michael pushed hard, his assailant pushed just as hard, in a backwards tug of war, neither of them giving in. Michael kicked him on the shin, forcing him to fall.On his way down he took Michael with him, as they landed chaotically on
Alice smiled back at him, looking deeply into his eyes. In the moment, she felt as though it was just the two of them in the room, with their long pause of silence.“Ahem.” Blake coughed, calling them back to reality.“Oh, pardon me, Miss Pearson, this is my good friend, Blake.” Michael said, gesturing both his arms towards Blake. Blake raised his right hand, waving politely and smiling softly. “Hi!”“And Blake, this is my Boss, Miss Pearson.” Michael continued, now directing his hands to Jane.“Please, call me Jane.” Jane said, returning Blakes wave. “Okay, Jane.” Blake replied.Jane smiled at him. “I would also prefer it if you called me by my name too.” She said, facing Michael.“I don’t think that’s right.” Michael said.“What?” Jane asked.“Calling you by your name like that.” He responded.“And why’s that?” Jane asked again, slightly annoyed.“Because you’re my Boss.” He said firmly.Jane pouted her face, Michael was slightly annoyed, as they aggressively stared at one another
She burst through the elevator, Jane Pearson, CEO of the Pearson Corporation, was running through the lobby of her own company. With long black hair flowing behind, her dark blue suited figure streaked past the reception, skilfully navigating through the stream of people, bumping a few in her way.“Sorry” Jane retorted, still in her stride. The receptionist, Lisa, and other suited persons were left in utter confusion.“What’s going on?” “What’s happening?” “Where’s she going?” they mumbled. Still in the elevator, her personal assistant, Alice Gerrard, could barely keep up. ‘How could anyone wearing heels move so fast?’ she thought, struggling to hang onto some office documents, apologise to everyone, and keep track of her boss at the same time.Pushing open the doors, Jane quickly hops down the entrance stairs, before jumping straight into the back seat of the company car her assistant called. She sat back, face crunched down in her hands, wishing more than anything for the ground t
He makes a sharp turn, leading straight to a seemingly discarded area, there are broken down vans parked on both side of the road, with wilting trees on the sidewalks, and trash ruing all-over. His turned again, revealing a myriad of buildings, each of which were all abandoned, not even a single person could be seen. More and more he made turns and corners, going deeper into this derelict zone, making it nearly impossible for them to be followed.All through the drive the back seat was quiet, Jane sat completely still, looking through her window, trying to memorize their path. But it was futile; all the turns were too much her. Alice was still rooted to her seat, shaking profusely, staring straight at the driver seat from behind. Her eyes frightfully fixed. Their driver, who was rather giddy, made another sharp turn, a final left turn, leading to a large decadent building. Driving straight through a rough road, piles of junk littered all over, with a few dying trees on both sides
The screeching had stopped. The air was calm. Everywhere was dark. It felt hot. The smell of burnt rubber and gasoline was chocking. The engine was off.“Cough!”Slowly opening her eyes, she squinted, trying to make out what was I front of her. An all-black executive car, the same one Jane saw earlier, stood there breathing hot air at her face.She couldn’t get up. This whole incident made her forget she was on the floor and was being held captive. But her kidnappers were still alert, closing in on her slowly from their scattered positions, trying to take the driver by surprise.They took each step with caution, guided by the motions of their one-eyed boss. With each passing moment they closed in on Jane, who was still sitting, frozen still, eyes fixated on the cars bumper. She was in trouble.With a loud kicking noise, the engine roared. The car was on again, pulling away from Jane’s face, swiftly in reverse motion, knocking out one of the kidnappers behind. One man down.It then dro
“Y-Y-Yes, I’m fine.” Alice replied, surprised that he was talking to her.“Are you sure? You were laying on the floor when I came in.” he said smiling softly.“Yes, I’m sure.” She chuckled, “And with all that happened, your attention was on the girl on the floor?”“Right from the moment I came in.” he said definitively, still holding that smile on his face, “I’m Michael Cooper, the new head of security at the company, but you can call me Mike” he stretched out his hand.“Alice Gerrard, Jane’s personal assistant, but you can call me Alice,” she reached out her hand to meet his, looking straight at him with an innocent smile, “thanks for saving us.”A black Limo was approaching, it made its way through the police officers.“Looks like your ride is here” Mike said. Still holding her hand, he led her way towards Jane, who was talking with the senior officer.“Sorry to interrupt you again, Miss Pearson.” He had let go of Alice’s hand.“No problem.” She said, turning to him. She was calmer
“Wait, are you wearing make up?” Alice asked with her eyes wide open.“Yeah, I decided to give it a shot,” she said with a shy smile and blushed cheeks “you know? To see what all the fuss is about.”Alice just stared back, unable to process what was going on.“So? What do you think?” Jane asked, as her assistants expressionless face was not encouraging.“I, for one, think you look great.” said a wise female voice smiling from the corner of the door.She stood there, a woman in her late forty’s, leaning on the door frame, her short greying hair parted to the side in an elegant manner, with her pearl necklace complimenting a stylish suit dress. Jane’s eyes sparkled at the sight of her, with a mature though childish smile taking over her face. Alice turned and put-up a respecting face.“Aunt Sharon! When did you get back?”“Just before your little incident yesterday.” She replied, walking into the office.“Welcome back Miss Wallace. How was your trip?” Alice said as she approached.“It
Knock, knock. Jane looked up to see who it was. It was Michael, peaking his head through the ajar door. Sharon didn’t even turn.“Sorry to interrupt. May I come in?” Michael said, pushing the door open by the handle.Jane’s cheeks flushed bright red t the sight of him, freezing still like a dear in front of headlights, she was lost in this split moment and Sharon saw it.“C-Come in.” she said, struggling to get her words out.Sharon placed the tips of her fingers over her lips, trying to conceal her laugh. She found Jane absolutely amusing as she stood up to leave.“Wait…you’re leaving?” Jane whispered to Sharon, with her wide eyes pointed directly at her. “You can’t leave me alone with him.” Sharons eyes brightened as a devious smile overcame her face, she was enjoying herself.“As much as I would love to stay and watch all this unfold,” Sharon said, looking straight at Jane with a smile on her face. “ I have to go and have go have a word with Hector.” Jane winced at the sound of the