Art gave me a reassuring half smile and I was taken a back. Is this how they treat people they are about to kill? Not bad. I say.
"I'm Kongpob" says Signal guy
"My name is Pran and this is Pat" Says dimple guy while pointing to almond guy. "Don't worry about him, he really doesn't talk much. He prefers action" he added and ended with a light chuckle.
Why are they chuckling? I really don't have a clue. The Boss cleared his throat, so all attention is back to him.
"I'm the Boss" he said coolly.
"Beam, I was told that you were under the impression that we are going to kill you. So, May I ask why instead of fearing me, because I can kill you right here right now, you still had the guts to reprimand me of not resting?" the Boss spoke.
Each word he says send shivers down my spine. The more he says, the colder his voice gets and the darker aura he emits. I gulp loudly as I can feel a very deadly atmosphere in the room.
This is not the man I recued yesterday. This is the Boss. I still don't know what boss but judging from the many guards outside my window he is not your daily boss.
With sweaty palms, I tried to compose myself. I rubbed both my hands in my jean and started to speak.
"If I die, I will die the way I wanted. You might be able to kill me now but that doesn't mean you've got to change me. I care for people and that's why I do best. At least at the end of it all, I'm still me" I ended before my shaking knees collapse beneath me.
I tried again to compose myself as the Boss gives me a calculating stare. Then he laughs. They all laugh while here I am almost pissing in my pants!
"What do you think, Art? I told you he is something!" The Boss asked after composing himself.
"You're supposed to be the one who's good at reading people" he added.
Again, I was scrutinized by Art, his playful smile replaced by seriousness and very calculating.
"He might be a spy sent by your enemy Boss, to gain your trust. Why would he conveniently be there, at the middle of nowhere which incidentally where your assailants brought to drown you" – Pat. This guy really has trust issue.
"I was actually mugged and when they patted me down and found nothing valuable, they just chuck me out of the car." I started while all eyes on me
"I came from a bar and was with my friends chilling then those 2 con artists gave me a flirty smile. Unfortunately for me, I took the bait and there goes my night" – I continued carefully.
Pran gave me a reassuring smile while Pat still has his poker face. Art and Kong look like they believe me, and the Boss is still in his calculating look. After some time, the Boss spoke.
"Art?" the Boss in his business tone
"He's clean. If his not, they are doing a very good job at it" – Art
"No one does background checks better than you. You know that." – Said the Boss with a very proud tone
Art muttered a soft thank you while blushing. While Kong cannot contain himself and poke Art's redden cheeks which earns him a deadly glare, but it does makes Art blushed more.
The Boss looks at them fondly like a proud parent of an AP student.
"So, its settled then" The Boss said with finality. This is it. This is where I die.
"Pran?" the Boss said
"Yes Boss" he automatically replied.
Pran took a manila folder from the table and gave it to the Boss. "Everything is there Boss and ready" I said dutifully.
"Now, Beam Baramee, where were we?" the Boss asked again in his most chilling voice. I might not die from a gun wound but would definitely die of a heart failure.
The Boss then handed me the Manila envelope. Its light and flat, I don't think a gun was inside. So at least that calms me a bit. the Boss dismissed Pran, Pat, Art and Kong and ask me to sit down in the luxurious couch.
"Beam, I want you to work for me" I was dumbfounded and was only able to mutter a stupid "Huh?" I have many scenarios played out in my head, but a job offer was not one of them.
"I know you are still in your second year but let's just say I'm securing my future doctor and a good asset". I listen to him because he is back. Its man I spoke last night. The one that has a calming and caring voice.
"What I offer you right now is a part time position, so to speak. You will be receiving a generous amount of salary, which we both know you needed the most. In return, you will make sure you finished your medical course as soon as possible".
"This is not me being generous because I'm not. But this is me thanking you for saving my life and securing a future asset. I was not joking last night. You will be a very competent doctor if given the proper assistance. Also, I don't like being in debt. Accept this and never talk to anyone about me or I might just feed you to the dogs outside." He ended.
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