"Hey, Mason" I called, angry, "can we have a talk outside?"
"What's going on, Latin?" asked him, sometimes smiling to Bea, sometimes to me. "Are you asking me for a dating? Besides that, why Davinson asked you for a meeting? You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"
"It was you?" I started, even already knowing that. "You told him I was arriving late to the store? You lied to him just to let me fired?"
"This is not true" answered Mason, lying again because Bea was watching that embarrassed scene. "I'd never do something like it to you, Latin. You're my friend, man. Take it easy."
"All right, so why you don't go inside and tell him the truth?"
He stopped for a moment. Bea notice that issue isn't her business, so she kept quiet and pretended be concentrate on the small computer screen. It was a tense moment. Everybody could be watching, but I was so furious to scan the ambient that I couldn't look to another thing but one: the ugly and arrogant Mason's face.
"I could help you, but I don't want" said him. I already expected something like that, although, I hasn't time to plan a reaction. Maybe I fixed my eyes on his eyes for some seconds... Some minutes... Some hours until he laugh and turn around, exposing to everyone how miserable I was. "You have no self respect, Latin. You're just a bug from the brazil's forests. Go back to your lands where you belong."
Bea wasn't listening cause the phone ring, that's the reason to him went back to what he really was. Then, I became really embarrassed, so there was just one solution to solve that problem, and It could result in bad consequences:
"Hey, Mason" He turned around and I punch his face with all my strength. Bea dropped the phone. The only two old clients looked at me scared. Davinson opened his office's door and found Mason pressing his nose blooded while someone was looking for some Kleenex. Connor, one of the sellers, dropped a pile of beach chairs and, after that, everyone gets silent again.
"What's your problem?!" Screamed Mason after recover the senses. "Boss, did you see that?! He punched me on the face! He must be fired, or I will quit this shit!"
"That's not necessary" answered me before my boss says anything. "I'm out" I turned to the front door. However, there was one last thing that I was missing. "Bea, I'm sorry for it. Hope see you around."
Unfortunately, that would never happen, but she didn't look scared. Instead, she was serious, so I decided keep the situation how stopped at the moment. If I was her, I'd like never see me again, so all my hope disappear."Bye."
Although... even with less money, less friends and without destiny, there was me: delighted cause I solved one of my worst weakness: fear. I was free to decided my destiny, to go wherever I want. I was a new man, and it was half past seven yet, so I should go somewhere to commemorate my victory.
"Give me one coffee and..." There was a lot of options on the menu, bus I thought I deserved the most delicious and expensive, even without money now. "Ok, give me the coffee with chocolate, kaneel and cream. To eat I gonna ask... bread with ham and cheese, bacon, eggs, pudding and an apple, please."
The waiter looked impressed, maybe cause he didn't expect much from me (and he was correct, I wasn't so rich to have a decent coffee like that).
"It'll be ready in some minutes, would you like one orange juice more cheap than the usual too?" I nod. "Excelente, I'll be back, sir..."
"Christian Robert" I answered, creating a cool name for my new I. "Don't make me wait too long, I'm late for an important meeting."
"No problems, mr. Robert" said him, running imidiately to the kitchen with my ask.
While I wait, my thoughts ran to thousands and thousands different worries. I lost my job, and now I was eating the most expensive breakfast to the region. I'd never see Bea again, and Mason could call the police to tell what I did. I was fucked.
However, why care with all this situation if I gonna die in less than seventeen hours? It was the last time I asked me the same question, now I was free to do whatever I want... I would finally be happy.
"Excuse-me, sir" said a stink old man, using rags and looking hungry. "Do you want earn money easy?"
"Sorry, I'm not carrying coins..." However, he sat by my side, so the talk was just begging. "Wait... What you mean 'earn easy money'?
"Forget" said him, loosing the interest. "You look like rich..."
"You're wrong, I'm interested" I answered. "What's about?"
He smiled when realize that he won my total attention.
"Do you like games?" Then the breakfast arrived, so we start to talk about how earn a lot of money in less than twenty-four hours.
