Chapter 3:

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What a beautiful day it was. The sun is just there, reminding me the difficult day I have ahead. How was I supposed to do this. If I did this, If I marry this girl this commitment had to be forever. When you are in this business and are specially head of the council, divorce was just out of the question.

10 am on the dot came and as I raise my head from the watch that sits on my wrist I see Hiram Lodge, two very beautiful women by his side.

"Hiram"

Once again his hand is ice cold.

"Archie"

As I set my eyes on the woman beside him I can feel the air been sucked out of my lungs. The way the sun illuminated her hair was precios. I drew the curve of her lips with my eyes, glossy...perfect lips. The beautiful yellow sundress hanging gracefully from her body...her nice golden aviators sitting on the tip of her nose.

" this is my daughter Veronica, and my wife Hermoine Lodge"

"Is a pleasure to meet you both"

His wife gently extended her hand and I grabbed it, making this introduction a bit less awkward, but when I approached Veronica, she folded her arms, letting me know she was definitely not happy.

" Come on board, its a lovely day"

They followed me towards the yacht, Hiram started a silly conversation on how nice the weather was, but my mind was somewhere else.

Once on board, I walked towards the inside, where a nice wooden bar stood in the corner.

"Something to drink?, Wine?...Whiskey?"

" Whiskey for me...and probably wine for my wife...Veronica, do you want anything?"

" sure...if Im gonna do this, might as well do it drunk"

"Veronica!...wine is fine Archie, thank you"

Once all drinks where served, Hiram's wife excused herself and pulled her daughter towards the outside of the cabin, giving Hiram and myself some space to talk freely.

" Sorry for the attitude, she's....well its not easy as you may know"

" I undestand...come, lets talk on the deck"

Hiram Lodge presence felt a bit overwhelming, I could tell he was nervous about the whole situation, but hell....so was I.

My father took me so many times on this Yacht,  showed me how to handle the controls, how to use every button to make it work. It really was not that big, but I remember working on it with him, side by side.

I started the engine and slowly started to pull out...the wind felt good against my cheeks.

" never imagined you knew how to handle one of these"

" my father teached me...we used to come all the time and navigate for hours, then we would stop and fish"

" Listen Andrews...about my daughter"

" has she decided yet?"

"She has...she will go thru with it, but...she has some conditions"

That actually brought a smile to my face. Since when did women interfered or had any conditions regarding this business?.

" What kind of conditions"?

" That is something she will need to speak to you about...as of me, well, I have some conditions of my own...nothing that cannot be arrange"

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