Chapter 3:
"So, you are telling me that this Porsche guy is gorgeous?", Vegas listens to Lisa, a server at the Therayul house, his vigilante.
"Gorgeous is understated! He's tall, his physique is so damn seductive! Broad shoulders curving down to a narrow waist. His caramel tan, his pointed eyes, jawline! I don't know what to say! I might offer to sleep with him for no gains actually!" Lisa was red. She had never spoke like this about anyone before.
"How is he professionally?"
"Must be great sir, for they brought him in forcefully as I have heard."
"Forcefully?"
Vegas was wondering if this was all related to that diamond. Was it a plot? Did they want to create tension with the Tharif family before the next meet? Trade on their end had fallen a bit, but that was not a good reason for creating rift. In spite of occasional tensions, the two families had traded on the same platform for a very long time. They had common enemies, common friends, and they themselves were never on great terms. This might be a revenge plan because they kidnapped Kim by mistake, or it might simply be a seize! Whatever it was, it was a matter of pride, and Vegas wanted to restore his father's lost trust in him.
'You may leave, Lisa. Try to figure out what's going on there and let me know.' Lisa left and Vegas walked towards his father's room.
'Father, I will bring back that diamond.'
'You are here to tell me this? Your men abducted Kim!!! What a marvellous mistake! Did you see Kinn? He is going to be the next big Therayul, and he has got it! What about us, Vegas? What? You? Look at you! He even took the diamond from your sister's finger!! Both of you will kill me someday! Our family will fall to nothing!' Tharif was drinking heavily these days. He didn't seem sober even then as he spoke.
A bodyguard enters the room.
'Sir, there is a letter from the Therayul's. They want to peacefully talk about the recent disturbances. It's an invitation to Latina hotel. Mrs. Tharif is also invited. Mrs. Therayul is coming too.'
'Family meet at such a tense period? Are they crazy?' Tharif tried to process things in his drunk mind.
'Sir, it's an offer, that's all.'
'Refuse it!! Our wives will not be visiting. It will just be us, the people in business.'
The bodyguard bowed and left. Vegas left too, behind him. He was holding back tears. He rushes to his room and sits beside his hamster. The hamster looks at him intently.
'I'll take you out soon.'
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Porsche finds himself lying on the sofa of his room, unable to move. He sees Pete busily scribbling something at his desk.
'Pete..' he says faintly
'O Porsche! You are up! I was so worried about you. How do you feel?'
'Terrible.'
'Don't move! You have got medical attention. You are advised to take rest till tomorrow at least.'
'Tomorrow? Does Porchay know about this?'
'No...'
'I can kill Chan! How does he have the authority!'
'He actually doesn't. He is not allowed to harm any bodyguards and is responsible for their safety. He has been a little off the line lately, but I don't know. Yesterday Kinn shouted on him. he was even punished with a penalty.'
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