Chapter17: Getting closer to the truth

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After freshening up and eating dinner, Klein walked into a colossal study in his mansion which belong to his late father. This big mansion was known by everyone as the Browns mansion.

Since the death of Canniloss he only visited the study once and this was his second time in the study after four years. Even though he doesn't visit the study frequently he always ensure his workers tidy up the room and make it clean as Canniloss always wanted when he was alive.

Holding his backscratcher he walked towards the big desk at the centre of the room and sat on the chair behind it, looking at the numerous books arranged neatly on the shelves round the room and smells of old books lingering in the room made memories of Canniloss came rushing back into his head.

He crossed his legs on his desk and gently spin his chair around, feeling overly lonely just like he was the year his mum died. The memories of his happy family way back flash back to him bringing along pains, bitterness and loneliness.

The atmosphere in the room changed into a scary and terrifying one which would easily give anyone who mistakenly enter the creeps. Even if Klein was in bed he wouldn't be able to sleep because his insomnia has gotten worse this days and he can only sleep through the help of medicine which he really want to stop whenever he think about it side effects in the nearest future.

He shook his head violently wanting the stupid and taunting memories to go away but instead the most annoying one came rushing in. Rena's beautiful smiling face pictured vividly in his mind.

"Hi Klein" reverberated in his head.

Klein angrily shook his head again and muttered "That crazy bold and fearless bitch of the Bronte family"

"Why the hell am i getting this stupid memories? I think i need to sleep before something more annoying come rushing into my head"

He slide out his drawer behind his desk and found some of his insomnia pills. He swallowed it immediately before drinking all the content inside the bottle of water in front of him.

He picked up his backscratcher and gently scratched his back wanting to slide back the drawer with his second hand when his eyes caught a blue document lying in the drawer. He stopped scratching his back and picked up the document then sat appropriately.

"What's this?" He muttered before opening the first page and three clearly written words which made him interested in the document so much were written in it.

"THE STONKER PROJECT"

"This is weird, i've never seen or heard about such project before" he said softly with a confused expression.

He turned the back of the document and noticed that half of it has been tore which surprise him the more. He picked up his phone and dialed Allard's line waiting patiently for him to pick up as the phone keep ringing.It rang and rang but Allard never picked up.

"That fucking P.A of mine! Is he suppose to be sleeping by now?" He cursed angrily.

"This is just......." Klein trailed away after looking at the clock hung on the wall.

It was 1:00AM already and he still expects Allard to be awake. He sighed and gently leaned backward.

"Not everyone suffers from insomnia like i do" he mumbled ruefully.

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The guards at the door opened the door wide and Abner walked into the big dinning room. He was dressed in a purple shirt and white trousers,a golden wristwatch adding more beauty to his dressing and a white designer's shoe.

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