Chapter 3

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Evander Lennox Ross, fondly known as Van to his family, was a calculated business man. Cold - hearted and ruthless when it came to business, but that heart lit up like a candle with matters concerning his family.

Evander rushed out of his car. He was getting late, and his Grandmother had ordered him to get some holy water for the ceremony when revealing the 50th anniversary plaque.

With his exit from his car, he was greeted with a long que infront of the infamous church. He gestured towards his bodyguards with his head and they silently began to move the que of people aside to allow Evander to get into the church. He seeked blessings from the priest and then closed his eyes for a prayer, with the whole church to himself and his bodyguards situated outside preventing people from entering.

A girl adamant to get in, questions why everyone is being stopped. The guard replies "VIP inside and nobody is allowed to disturb him."

The girl enraged calls out to Evander "Everyone has been waiting here for ages in the heat, why do you think your so special? Why are you only allowed to get blessings at a time?"

Evander does not reply, so the girl questions the priest "how can you allow anyone to just break the que and go ahead? That is not just."

The priest replies, "my child we live in a world with rich and poor and such big surenames that have enough authority and power to make the world bow down."

A string close to heart is plucked when the priest mentions surnames. She defensively states "You pray to God and nobody asks or knows of his surename," Evander hears this and again she calls out to him "With which right did you break this que?"

Evander opens his eyes, with a storm brewing in his blue eyes. Like the silence before the strike of a storm he calmly walks down the steps towards the girl. Holding eye-contaact with her, he takes out a thick bundle of £50 notes from his pocket and slaps it across her cheek, stating "The things I can pay for, I don't hesitate to break." He runs his hands through his hair and leaves her there standing, stunned.

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Author's note :

Well damn. That just weren't right. Anyone want else  to have a nice little chat with Evander? Or do you think mystery girl is going to do that for you? *wiggles eyebrows*

Pic of Evander on top

(Well damn that's one thick bundle)

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