Outside the arcade store where people walking in the night street, a black sleek Mercedes was parked atop of a curved pavement and turns the engine off.
There were reflective lights from the body car until a back door opened up and out came a middle age man, his expression was straighten with lip was facing down-wards like it was stapled making it stick. He glances around the area of his surroundings and pushes the door closed with two crippled forefingers.
Soon, there where other black suited men that came out other sleek cars, both wearing black jacket, quietly moving around to another car looking like some sort of mafia.
When a young man walked and opened the back of a door. A foot came out as it stamps on the clean concreate ground with black polished shoes and cream trousers, setting another foot on the ground.
Inside the office, there were smoke and drinks on the table where a group of random people were playing a card game as one man wins the match making the rest fall deep in a pit of their lost.
Suddenly, a door swiftly opened revealing Paul who takes a side-step, when another person enters then another.
The group on the table looked over their shoulder and knew who they were, so they quickly stopped the games, pausing in the middle and stood up from thier chairs making thier way head out of the office.
On the comfy single chair. Calem was laying down, thinking about his break up with Serena. When he relised that the group were heading out and stood up to see black suited men on the side. Calem relises and goes in-front of a cabinet, opening it up, taking out a peices of money and slowly closing it making a 'clip' sound.
He stood up, slowly turned around and walks beside one of the suited men near to the office, standing still like an army soldier.
When the room was finally cleared. Faint footsteps were heard and a big shadow appeared towards the room. Revealing a man with a full clothing of suit and tie, he looked middle aged older than the rest in the room as he drags along with a walking stick to support his body. As he enters, he glances around the room.
Calem's mouth open when seeing the man and gives a greeting bow.
"Uncle Wulfric " he greeted.
The man stopped his search and forms a smile as his eyes landed on Calem and starts walking as one suited man gives a checker.
"Uncle Wulfric, i was just about to go see you" Calem replied, trying to keep his posture straight. knowing his Uncle who does not like dis-honest and non-worthy people.
The man stops in-front of Calem "have you been well" he replied giving an old smile with a deep tone of voice. Placing his hand on Calem's shoulder very gently not making him feel heavy.
"Yes" Calem nods "Here's last week's take" bowing again infront of Wulfric, giving out a box of money to take it. However, Wulfric ignored the offer and starts walking to the office.
"Business good?" he questioned in a deep voice.
"Yes" Calem answered and motioned at the open seat where he sat before, bowing slightly in a 70 degree angle. "Please"
Wulfric humed and walked over to the open seat, Carefully yet slowly sat down comfortably, not wanting to get a broken back. He layed his back on the soft chair while propping his arms on the wodden side.
Calem places a black book on the wodden desk handing it over to his uncle and straigtens back up wth no dis-respect.
Wulfric sits up straight and opens the book, revealing work of papers, "to tell you the truth" he said.
Turning page after page, scanning each letter of numbers of the business.
Soon he leans back, lying restestly on to his chair and double taps his forefinger on the paper.
"I look over these printouts of yours... and i don't understand half of what i'm looking at" Wulfric replied, shaking his head a little and gives out a old chuckle as Calem does the same.
"It looks more complicated than it is" He said with a wide smirk and a nod in agreement.
At this, Wulfric paused for a moment and spoke out "Then... how is it even i am able to figure out..." he paused, gazing into calem's eyes and continued in a very deep voice n
"That your partner is stealing from us?"
Calem looked at his uncle, giving out some non-worded from his mouth and grabs the black book as he flips over the pages, scanning each paper to check if his uncle corrections are corrects.
"Even if that were true" was all Wulfric said by looking at Calem who scans through each pages.
"i-i-i-coudn't have been much, uncle. i would've caught it" Calem responds, trying to agree to his uncle's apoligeze.
"Hmm" Wulfric respond and continued "There's an old saying: for want of a nail...the horseshoe was lost. For want a of a horseshoe, the steed was lost. For want of a steed... The message was not delivered. for want of an undelivered message...the war was lost" he finished and stood up from the chair at the last sentence. Gazing at Calem who had his head down giving one last gulp.
Wulfric looks down at the desk with lips flatend and saw a picture frame. He takes it and lifts it up to get a better view.
Calem looks in the same position, with guilt swelled in, that his friend betrayed him behind his back. There was shined of tears in his eyes as he hold them on, not letting wulfric see them.
Wulfric looks at picture that he was holding, giving out a smile "I miss your father"
He slowly places it carefully on the desk and walks away then stands besides Calem who gives a bow for his uncle visit as he leaves the office.
When his uncle left out of sight. He bows back up, scrunching a little with one small tear sliding from his red grey eyes.
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