Not a Betrayal

You Messed Up Your Own Life

"What the hell is happening, you nutjobs?", Bill shouted on the phone, standing in front of desktop now, in his room. He just ran back to his room and opened Twitter on his computer and dialed Chester's phone.

Mason was now manning the computer, scrolling down the posts to see if there was any photo uploaded because till now he saw was only text posts with #Excela56CEO. He tried some other related hashtags to not leave out any post that could have any photo.

"Calm down. You said there are no photos. And we will be out publically on Monday. It's perfectly fine. The employees were just happy to see him.", Chester said, now sitting in the jeep with Russell next to him, about to leave. Ashley and Jim were sitting in the backseat after Russell forced them, telling them to chill and it's not a big issue.

"How can I calm down? No one can be trusted. And you don't even have the full security team with you!!", Bill yelled at the phone as Brian rubbed his back whispering "Calm down" repeatedly.

"I have a gun. And I don't talk nonsense. Do you think I am not enough?", Chester asked, now a bit serious than earlier. Ashley0 and Jim took an uneasy but quick glance at each other.

Bill exhaled in despair and sat down on the couch when Mason said,

"We're cool. Till now no photos. I guess they were just excited.", his own heart pounding thinking about his chief's orders and he still did not decide what to do. But he reassured himself. He was given a week's time and Russell's company meeting was on Monday. Then Mason would have no more threats because everything will be out in the open. But one question still bugged him. Why did the chief need Russell's information? He was yet to figure that out.

"See if your employees shut their mouths till Monday, no one will know more than what they know now. But what about James May. Will he not be an issue?", Brian asked, now taking the phone from Bill's hands.

"He might be. He knows Killian Amber. So we prepared a plan without telling him. He will be kept quiet till the company meetings are over.", Russell said, non-chalantly.

"You planned what now???", Mason shouted now, having heard everything clearly as the phone was on speaker.

"Aah, Maple, don't worry...it's like he will be sleeping for a while and he will normally wake up after Monday. We didn't kill him. I am still with my legal motto. Trust me. Unlike someone who has a gun again.", Russell said, changing his tone to a sweet one.

"It's literally licensed, Russell. You know, mom helped me get it.", Chester said, now starting the car.

"Okay, Maple, we are on the way back. I miss you-", Russell said when Chester cut him mid-sentence and said, in a frustrated voice, "Shut the fuck up!", and ended the call.

Mason looked at Bill and said, eyeing the phone being in Brian's hand, "He is supposed to be stressed, right now!"

"I know, right? Dude's like this everytime when there is an important thing coming around. Extra jolly.", Bill said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Let's just check again later, if any photo pops up. We never know...", Brian said, worried.

"Well, either ways, it's good for our stocks...I love to see my company trending. I was just worried some people may shoot them dead. Coming clean off the mafia business isn't easy.", Brian said, getting up from the couch.

"So George Bardin left you guys a career, whole lot of property and money including some enemies?", Mason said, scoffing.

"He sure did. He cared for us, you know. He ended his will with a quote that went like, "I love my sons, all three of them". The lawyer said that line with a chuckle, I remember. And that particular thing made it clear to me why both the ladies ended up with him.", Bill said, his tone sarcastic, making both Mason and Brian laugh.