Diana felt her heartbeat rise a little, having eye contact with this man at this point in time seemed like a really bad idea. All these didn’t happen when she came applying for a job, why is it happening now, Diana wondered. She didn’t want to say anything about Carl, at least not to anyone in Ohio; she came to the city to play it safe and live a quiet life why she mourn her late husband. He was already her husband before he died. But it seemed she had no choice at this point. “I’m.....I’m married.” Diana stuttered, she paused, waiting to see Fisher’s reaction. She never told him that when she was applying for the job, married women don’t do bartending, if they do; it’d mean they own the place or their husband owns it. There was no single hint of surprise on Fisher’s face, he took a drag at his marijuana and let out the smoke in the air before he spoke. “Married? How’s that even possible,” Fisher scoffed, his gaze didn’t leave her face. He wanted to see if she was telling the trut
Suddenly, Diana rose from the swirl chair; Fisher almost hit his jaw on the chair when she stood up without notice, he wasn’t expecting her to react that way. It took everything in her for Diana to force herself out of the trance. “What are you doing Mr. Fisher?” She inquired, looking rather puzzled, what the heck was her boss trying to do? It was clearly obvious but Diana was refusing to believe it. The two guards wanted to move again, but Fisher waved them off with his hands again, he stood upright and adjusted his blazers and tie. “I’m sorry Diana, you can leave now,” Fisher ordered, walking over to his chair. He expected nothing less on the first day, it was just a matter of time. Diana hurriedly left the office with mixed feelings, slamming the door behind her. Even though she didn’t want to believe it; it was clear that her boss wanted her for himself. The same man who told Julia off wanted her for himself. Well it wasn’t surprising; he might not want her to accept the offe
The voice was clearer and audible, Simon knew he wasn’t hallucinating this time , Freddy was actually there. He shifted his gaze to the side; seeing the short man stand beside him. Freddy was wearing his usual black suit, and was holding a beautifully designed walking stick while he had marijuana on the other hand. Simon was certain that he could never come there alone, he never told Freddy about the burial; he was still being monitored, if he was going to plan revenge; he’d have to take out anybody that was monitoring him. He looked over his shoulders to confirm his thoughts; there he stood, Hatake Hiroshima, the Japanese bodyguard. He could still take him out, Simon thought; Hatake was standing few meters away from them. He had enough time to snap Freddy’s neck and run for it, but Freddy wasn’t a man who’d risk his life so easily. Simon had the hunch that Hatake wasn’t the only guard around, they might be surrounded without knowing. It was too soon to take risks, he calmed himself
“I’m sorry, i got lost in thoughts,” Simon said, forcing an awkward smile as he went out of the way for the well dressed man to pass through. The man scoffed, adjusted his blazers and walked in, followed by his guards. The two bouncers that stood in front of the club entrance looked at each other, grinning. Simon saw them, he felt suspicious; maybe the man wasn’t just a customer after all, his thinking might just be right. Simon thought. Well he wasn’t here to meet the owner of a club or a random rich guy, he wanted to forget the sorrows he had deep down, at least for a moment. He walked inside the bar, stealing glances at the bouncers who weren’t even looking at him. The well dressed man he had met outside was sitting on a stool facing the counter, the club was bubbling as the music blasted from different speakers placed at strategic places. The dance floor was filled with people, however; the bar was a little scanty. The unknown man guards stood beside him, they were backing h
Julia felt so irritated the more this man spoke with authority, now he was threatening her with her job. Does he have any connections with the boss? Considering his appearance and guards, it most likely would be true. She rolled her eyes and sighed, she had to thread with caution, you never can tell. He might just be someone crucial. “Diana!! Get over here,” Julia called out, her voice was loud enough for Diana to hear even with the music, it also made Simon raise his head up from the counter. “Please give me a refill before you leave,” Simon’s voice was shaky and silent, he was starting to see things in twos, this was his seventh shot of Tequila. He could still hear the music that came from the dance floor, and he could still see the woman in front of him, her red hair was starting to look like rose petals to him. Her blue eyes glowed like marble, Simon had never seen a woman’s lips so plump and attractive, she was beautiful even in her bar tending outfit. “I’ve filled it sir,”
Diana gasped as she heard the sound of Simon crashing to the ground. She should have been more alerted, he was drunk. Julia and the unknown man were also staring at the direction; surprise was written all over Julia’s face but not on the man’s. He expected it, and he was happy it happened. At least it’d make Diana lose interest in him, there was no way a beautiful lady would want to be with a drunkard. But it seems he was wrong, or maybe he was judging to quickly. Diana rushed quickly out of the bartender’s section, Julia didn’t move an inch; the surprise had left her face too. It wasn’t new, it happened every time, the unexpectedness made her surprise. And it’d disrupt such a glorious conversation, she was waiting so anxiously for Diana’s reply, her response was needed and Julia wanted to hear it. Diana knelt down beside Simon, the glass cup he held had shattered on the concrete. The few people seated in the bar area had their attention shifted to the collapsed man. She lifted his
Nick’s gaze landed on Ryan, he had never seen that face before; but he could tell just from the looks that Gonzalez wasn’t just an ordinary individual, the two hefty men that stood behind him confirmed his suspicions. He looked at Julia then shifted his gaze to Diana; none of them responded to his request and they were looking rather surprised. “Diana would you mind giving me a drink, I’m kinda dehydrated right now.” He tried again, staring at Diana with a soft smile on his face. Diana flickered her eye lashes, and looked at Julia; she hadn’t forgotten the promise she made even during all these commotion. She had promised Julia that she’d ignore Nick; Diana expected Julia to quickly chip something in during the moment of her ignorance, but Julia remained silent. Instead Gonzalez was the one who spoke. “Do you wish to drink or you want to be thrown out in the blistering cold?” He asked, blowing hot air at Nick’s direction; he then chuckled, he wasn’t expecting all these to happen on
Nick felt the yell go through his body, he shivered in confusion. The yell was so unexpected that it caught him off guard, what was happening, what really happened with that man. Nick thought, the only way he could find out was to allow Julia to calm down. Diana wasn’t responding either, something terrible might have happened with that man. For a customer sitting in front of them and none was answering, it was very odd; or maybe because he wasn’t a stranger. He got the answer to that question rather quickly. Another customer approached the counter, and sat on one of the stools right beside Nick. He looked worn out, and his eyes were pale. He wasn’t someone who should be drinking, but that wasn’t Nick’s concern. “I need a shot of tequila please, if it could be mixed with some lime too,” the man said, his voice showed how tired he was. Diana sighed, she shoved the bottle she had been holding in pretense back into the shelf. Now, Nick was going to find out that she was ignoring him