To enter the organization, people like Maverick who aren’t mbers would have to co with two trusted people. Reason such a weird rule was made is to hold one hostage so people like Maverick won’t cause unrest in the facility.
With one of his trusted and most powerful mbers lying unconscious in his room, Maverick wouldn’t make trouble, though he won’t be able to cause much disturbance in the first place even if he wanted to.
Maverick glanced at his wristwatch. It was 7 in the morning.
’5 hours shorter.’ He frowned. The variation of ti in this place is weird. This is his third ti coming here and each ti, he tried to make so calculations to know where this Island was but no matter what he did, he failed.
He got down from his bed and went into the bathroom to wash up before heading to the dining.
...
In a dimly lit room with n and won of different ages sitting around a long rectangular table, the huge double door made of mahogany opened with a cracking sound before Maverick walked in with the cold-looking Code 2.
The hall of about 30 people turned silent the minute Maverick walked in. He darted his eyes around the people wearing black cloaks that hid their faces behind their hoodies while standing by the door.
"You are here, take your seat!" A distorted voice spoke from a different part of the hall that was shrouded in thick darkness.
That person had always sat there without coming out. The mystery surrounding him or her is beyond that of Rainborite stone.
Maverick spotted a vacant seat and walked towards it.
"Now that everyone is here, the eting can start." Soone from Maverick’s table said. The voice also could not be discerned, nor the person’s face. All the people’s faces were hidden behind those hoodies like grim reapers.
"Lu Ren, our patience is running out with you. Not only are you refusing to honor your grandfather’s agreent he made to the brotherhood, but you have also killed one of our talented youngsters and caused trouble for the other. How do you intend to compensate this brotherhood?" Soone sitting in the head seat asked.
Maverick didn’t respond nor look at them. His eyes were fixed on the little child that was sitting at the far end of the table. He was about the sa age as Valen. His mind flashed to the first ti he was brought here by his grandfather. He was only three years old then.
"Lu Ren, what do you have to say?!" The person sitting in the head seat asked again.
Maverick knew that they always had their voices altered before coming here to prevent people who aren’t part of the organization from recognizing them.
"Your youngsters crossed the line with ," Maverick said uninterestedly and lay back to rest on the chair.
"Agreed, but we need compensation. One hard-working mber was killed by you and his seat is vacant in the middle continent. Who will you offer to take his position?" The sa person in the head seat asked.
"There is no shortage of people from your side. Fill in the spot. What’s the big deal?"
"The brotherhood chooses your brother to fill Judge’s spot. And your son to fill your spot." The voice in the dark spoke.
"Hahahaha..." Maverick got up after laughing, heading towards the door.
"Lu Ren! What do you think you are doing?!" The person in the head seat barked.
Maverick paused and turned around to look at him. "What do you think I’m about to do?" He retorted.
"Co back. The eting hasn’t ended."
"Mine has." Without hesitation, he walked out.
That boy is still so stubborn! Why don’t we just kill him and get it over with? He has a son who can take his place and a brother who can as well do the job!"
"He hasn’t outdone his usefulness. Don’t be too hasty."
"That boy is getting out of hand. Thanks to him, the Yu family’s son is no longer useful."
"Damien wasn’t very useful to begin with. He keeps making trouble with everyone because he thinks he has the brotherhood backing him up..." the person turned to look at another man and addressed. "Ruben, why aren’t you talking to your brother?"
"He’s not worthy." The person addressed as Ruben resounded with a thick voice.
"Where is the Rainborite stone?" The person behind the darkness cut into the conversation with his booming voice.
The conversation died down and everyone lowered their heads.
"This one heard that the Ramborite stone has been found. Next eting, this one wants to see that stone return to Us."
"Yes, Sovereign!" They chorused.
"Start the ritual for the new mbers." The Sovereign ordered.
The little child was taken away to another room by the guards hanging around while the mbers started to discuss other matters.
...
Jeslyn had grown tired of staying indoors and needed to shop for so latest branded clothings. Her walk-in closet has it all but they were custom-made. Once in a while, it would be nice to wear branded clothes, especially in the industry. Also, she wanted to feed her eyes with so more pretty clothes and also buy so for her husband and son. It would be a surprise to him, she thought.
On getting to the biggest shopping center, she started to browse the stores for classy clothes that she loves.
She stopped a few tis in different stores to buy so but she wasn’t satisfied with the few bags her guards were holding. Entering the famous ’Fashionbite’ store, everything in it scread of luxury and class.
Jeslyn walked in with a smile. When she was making research on the best places to shop, Fashionbite was the top recomnded.
When the salesladies standing by the entrance saw her, they imdiately bowed in respect with bright smiles. Though they couldn’t spy at her face because of her dark shades and mask, however, her silky smooth skin and beautiful clothes, plus the guards holding shopping bags, even a blind person would know she’s a wealthy Miss and mustn’t be offended.
"Welco, ma’am," they chorused.
"Thank you," Jeslyn responded.
"Ma’am, how may we be of help?" One of them asked smilingly.
"Show around to get so nice things for my husband, son, and I."
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