Chapter 15-Grayson

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I groan, feeling the sun in my eyes.I sit up and feel my bloodcurdling headache.I sigh and walk to my bathroom.I shower and wear a simple white shirt and black slacks.I take my keys to my Porsche 911.I walk downstairs to see all the maids cleaning."Sir, you like breakfast?"One of the maids call out."No,"I say, walking out the house.I get in the car and blast the only song I'll  listen to Nightcrawler by Travis Scott.His music is the best thing known to mankind

I speed to Bartholomews apartment and park in the parking lot.I walk up and knock on the door."Enter" Bartholomews deep voice rumbles.I open the door and see Bartholomew in the same place as yesterday  just with different clothes."Bartholomew,the footage"I say."I already emailed it to your laptop,"Barthalomew says, glancing in direction."Thanks, Barh,"I say over my shoulder.I shut the door and walk to my car.I decide to go to the Mafia Mansion so I speed there.

Once I get there and walk into the mansion.I see Thiago making out with Evelyn.Her secretary."Thiago.My office now."I say.Thigo stumbles back and says."Yes, Chef.".He winks at Evelyn and follows me.I walk in my office and sit at my chair.I take out a cigarette and light it."You know Thiago,I make this job easy for you to do,but you don't follow my rules.Hm,"I say.Thigo visibly trembles and pales slightly at my calmness.I blow out  a cloud of smoke and put out my cigarette.I turn in my seat to face Thiago and I wear my glasses."Thigo DaVinci.Lets see your new car... you wouldn't want it to randomly blow up, huh?"I say."N-No sir,"Thigo says."Bien.Partir,"I say.

Thigo nearly sprints out my office and softly shuts the door.I take off my glasses and walk to the door.I walk out the door to see a trembling Thiago.I chuckle under my breathe as I walk to my car.I start the car and drive home.

I get home and see my maids preparing my dinner.I sit at the dining table and wait patiently for my food.While I'm waiting I get a call from Bartholomew."Bartholomew"I answer."Grayson,there is a problem.Almost ten of your crates have been stolen."Bartholomew says in a breath."Give me a hour and I'll be there."I say,hanging up.I walk up to a maid and ask"Could you put in the oven for me?I'll eat when I get back.".She nods and scurrys off to the kitchen.I walk back outside to my car and get in.I start the car, and speed to Bartholomews apartment.As I park the car I call Barh."Bartholomew.Im here now.Im walking up now."I answer."Oui Chef"He says.I hang up and walk to his apartment.I knock and hear"Entrer Chef".I open the door and say"Bonjour Bartholomew".I walk in and sit on his stone hard couch."Parler"I demand."Chef,It was the American Mafia who stole the crates."He says.I nod satisfied with this information."We'll ambush soon.Tommorrow I'll speak to the men"I say.He nods and I say"Au revoir".He looks at me and says"Au revoir Chef". I walk out his apartment and shut the door.I walk down the stairs to my car.I get in and speed home.

I get home and walk to the kitchen.I open the oven and take out my dinner in a container.I warm it and eat delicious dinner.I finish my dinner and walk to my room.I walk in and wear black joggers and a black t-shirt.I get in bed and let go into my exhaustion.

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