Chapter-3

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I left his office with an empty void in my heart which I hadn't felt on years.I had kept my fist balled for so long that it had gone pale. For a moment i had completely forgotten that i was at the office, worried washed over me thinking someone might have heard our conversation and the last thing i needed was another confrontation.

"Hey there." said Ryan with a questionable smile.
"You were in there for quite a long time, what were you guys talking about?" Ryan asked.

I was relieved that nobody had heard us.

"Oh, nothing much. Mr.Harrison said that he had a lot of expectations towards the best performers and we were just sharing our opinions on how we can make the company better ." I lied. After lying about my entire life to everyone,these little lies were nothing.
"Okay. Oof, i was scared for a second" he let out a breath and his face looked relieved.
I smiled.

Suddenly,the door of the CEO's cabin opened and Stephen i mean Kastor came out.
"Ryan, why don't you show me around the office and we can grab a coffee" Kastor said.
Ryan was basically on cloud nine and immediately said yes. My eyes met Kastor's and I saw emptiness,quiet like mine.

The rest of the day was boring and went by quickly. I didn't see Kastor after that. After work, i went straight home and poured myself a drink. I still couldn't get over the fact that Kastor is my Boss now.
After a lot of drinks, i went back to bed and slept like a log.

The week went by pretty fast. I got my work done quickly and I slept better than ever and most importantly i had zero to no contact with Kastor, but of course he couldn't wait to ruin my life.

The week later, i recieved a message by an unknown number,

The week later, i recieved a message by an unknown number,

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It was a symbol language,taught to everyone in the organisation, if we had to communicate through writing it would have to be in this language

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It was a symbol language,taught to everyone in the organisation, if we had to communicate through writing it would have to be in this language.
It translated to "We need to talk. Meet me by the lake." I knew who this person was and i was not ready to meet him.

I went to the lake and saw him. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt and black jeans. Black was our  favourite colour. He was faced towards the lake,taking in the scenery. The lake was situated in a forest far away from city life,so it was empty and peaceful. It was beautiful,the air was clean, the sound of birds chirping. Everything felt and smelled better.
I went towards him and he turned.
"Hey there." Kastor said with a smile on his face.
I knew it was Kastor because everyone else who knew this language was already dead so it didn't take much time to figure out.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" I said without any emotion.
I saw a hint of sadness on his face.
"Okay then..." He let out a sigh.
"Someone is trying to kill me"He said quickly.
I was kind of taken aback from the sudden confession but quickly came back to normal.
"Okay, so what? We have been a target for so long, its no surprise that someone is trying to get back at us." I said blandly.
"I know, but i have a theory" He said
"What theory?"I asked
"I think that this person or persons is the one behind the explosion" he said trying not to meet my eyes.

I was speechless, the explosion, the black fumes,,the moments before the explosion and the moments after it, came towards me at full speed.It was the worst day of  my entire life.So many bad things had happened that day.It was the day I lost everything and everyone.I couldn't speak. It had been so long since the explosion but it was still fresh on my mind,as if it was yesterday.

"How did you came to this conclusion?" I said trying to keep my emotions in control.
"After an attempt on my life although I'm fine,thanks for asking"he said sarcastically and i rolled my eyes.
"I did some digging and found their ex-safehouse and for some reason they left this behind " He showed me a photo. My eyes widened as i saw a kind of a target board with the photos of the members of the organisation crossed and along with it an un-crossed photo of Kastor's and below his...

Mine.

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