Chapter 2
“Where are you going Miguel?” said my step-father. An old man, gray hair, still healthy and well built but old.
“Going to turn down another job, keys please!” I extended my arm still looking forward. I never looked at him. If he were to suddenly die I wouldn’t be able to identify his body, but oh well!
“At least try, you’re going to regret it someday”. He said handing me the keys.
“Whatever”
I walked out the house, a 10 bedrooms, 7 bathroom, 5 maids, gold toilett castle/house. Yep! I’m rich. I walked down the garden into the 2 story garage full of custom cars. I picked my favorite, a red corvette, custom everything. I love it because of a single reason; it doesn’t draw so much attention.
I started the car and drove off. It took me 35 minutes to drive to the city; like always a drive that should have taken 5-10 minutes took me half an hour. Traffic in this part of town is always so congested.
Half way through the trip I turned on the radio “Tune in tomorrow to channel 54.025. To witness the live interview of ex-pilot general Roy V. Perve for the actual facts of what happened on glory day!. Brought to you live by…” I had to turn the radio off. It’s been 14 years since that day and my step-father is still basking on my father’s glory. And they still ask why I hate him so much!
The traffic suddenly speeds up and miraculously I arrived at the office buildings. I parked on the garage and took the elevator 20 floors up. 10 seconds later I walk into the offices. There the receptionist, a lady working on some reports greeted me.
“How may I help you?”
“Hi, my name is Miguel Zayas and I would like to talk to whoever is in charge” Her eyes opened and she almost fell as she stood up.
“Right this way sir” we walked through some hallways and ended up in front of big oak doors.
“Right through there sir”
“Thank you” I walked in without knocking (sort of my thing). A yell came from behind a desk all the way across the room.
“Matilda! I told you to knock!!” He turned on his chair to look at me.
“Who are you?” He asked.
“My name is Miguel Zayas” And again his eyes opened wide.
“Oh, sorry sir, please sit down” he pointed to some leather seats, in front of his desk. I walked slowly and didn’t say a word. The man took on a serious face.
“Can I interest you in a drink?”
“I’m alright, thank you”
“Ok… so how can I help you?”
“Well, recently I received your letter asking for my recruitment into your team and I came to reject it”.
“Reject it?” right at that instant my phone rang. It vibrated and the screen read incoming call…
“Alexandra?”
“Excuse me” said the man, insinuating that I was talking to him.
“Never mind… sorry I can’t stay for much longer, I have to depart”. I stood and hurried towards the door.
“Wait…sir…but…” the man yelled.
“Am sorry, but am not interested, so please stop sending me letters!”
I opened the door and the man already standing on the other side of the desk screamed.
“Not even if it was the branch your father worked with?” I stopped, my glare fixed on the opposite side of the hall, my phone still vibrated in my hand and produced what seemed as the only sound in the whole building. I slowly picked up the phone and touched the reject button, slowly I turned around.
“Excuse me?!”
The man did not answer, but walked towards a series of cabinets, there he touched a screen which came to life. He pushed in a series of numbers and the cabinet opened, there was a folder distinguished from all the others and it was that one which he picked.
He walked towards his desk and once there he began to read the file.
“General Roberto Manuel Zayas born in 1966 joined the U.S Navy at the age of 18 in 1984. Does that sound familiar?”
“Anybody with internet access could have figured that out!” I answered annoyingly
“Roberto Manuel Zayas pilot of the Avian 53-A first edition”
The words left his mouth and entered my ears like a series of bombs.
“So now you know! Would you care for a drink?”
“Please” I said sitting in the leather chair for a second time.
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