•BOOK II OF THE ESZTAR SERIES•
"Esztar is falling."
Those were the words an invisible spy mumbled just a few minutes before his death. But no one knew the fall would be so hard that it will destroy everything and everyone who called them to be a par...
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Harris's eyes roamed around the place in awe as we ascended the huge stairs, the fascination only heightening as we entered inside the house.
"Unnecessary waste of money, isn't it?" My voice echoed in the house adorned with high ceilings.
There are people outside struggling to have a proper meal while these rich people have to spend money to gold plate their cutlery.
"Yes, but the owner has exquisite taste." He remarked.
Whatever.
"Just gimme a second, Harri." I smiled, slipping inside the spare study next to the kitchen where Rafael was waiting for him.
Yes, they even have a 'spare' study. Amazing, right?
"He's here, Rafael." I informed. "Shall I bring him in?"
He simply gestured with his fingers to allow him in, too busy reading a file.
"Okay listen to me carefully, Harri." I whispered going back outside. "I need you to think it through once again. There will be no going back once you enter that room."
"I'm sure about it, Mason."
I nodded, hoping he didn't die of the shocks he would be going through when he would learn everything. He still knows nothing.
"Expect anything and everything hereafter. Just a friendly warning." Pushing the door open, we entered the room.
Rafael saw Harri.
Harri saw Rafael.
Rafael was okay.
Harri was far from it.
"You're Rafael Grayson." He let out an astonished gasp.
Harri was yet to know about everything but he wasn't a fool to not understand that these men stationed everywhere and this level of security wasn't just for the country's richest businessman.
"Thanks for letting me know." Rafael commented, overtly displaying is bothered behavior.
I could clearly see the wheels turning in Harri's head. He was smart and quick in piecing it together.
"It's real. The secret mafia consortium is real."
"It's called the Esztar. And you're talking to the Leader of Esztar." Rafael sat back in his plush leather chair, studying the new recruit.
Harri's startled eyes moved to me for a second before meeting with Rafael's gaze who dared him to look at him in the eyes. Harri got the message. He drew his hand behind his back and stood before the Leader with his head bowed like a soldier reporting to the authorities.
I still didn't get why people were so terrified of him. He looked like a baboon to me. Anyway...
"What's with you having British friends, Mason?" Rafael smirked, turning the circular glass paperweight between his fingers.
