Spies and Bon bons

New in Town

Tristan's POV
    I can't believe the company bought me a penthouse and a good looking one at that, white walls lined with gold, the couches were really fancy, the bedroad was awesome and I'm sure if Tyler were here he would have jumped on that bed right about now.

It was really extravagant but i had to keep my head in the game. I wanted to start by going round town to know the nooks and crannies, if he had been here for sometime, he must have mastered the environment as well as the people.

Unpacking wasn't my favourite thing to do but I had no choice, my phone rang attracting my attention. I looked at the caller ID and it was my sister Annie, I could imagine her staring at the phone impatiently  with her lips pulled in a pout.

"Hi, Tristan" came her voice, God I missed her already.
" Hey sis, I've arrived at America" I heard a voice at the background and knew immediately that it was Tyler
" Tyler's freaking me out" she murmured, i could see her rolling her eyes at his antics whatever it was and I laughed,
"Tell that idiot that if he wants to see his precious red car again he should quit freaking you out.

" You better get my car back I ain't joking" he yelled from the background.
"Chill bro" I chukled at his tone
" Did Tyler bring any girl into our house?" I whispered into the phone  knowing fully well that Annie would surely snitch him.

"No" She she said in a breath
"Did he bribe you?"
"Of course not he isn't that rich"
"Hey, I'm a fucking Millionaire"
Came his Voice.
"Whatever, take care of yourself Annie and dont go to a club .  
The last time you went it was a disaster".
She gasped like the drama Queen that she was " No it wasn't, I was simply drunk and that's not a disaster"

" You call striping to your underwear not a disaster"
"Chill, everyone wears a bikini once in a while" It was my turn to do the eye roll.
" Just take care sis and tell Tyler to call me later."
"Okay, bye Tris"
"Bye!".

I threw the phone on the bed and groaned when I saw the clothes to be arranged.
After a frustrating 30 minutes of stuffing my clothes in my walk in closet I decided to fortify the house with weapons.

Basuka behind the good ole painting, laser beams at the entrance,a big box of weapons right under my bed, an actual sword made to look like a painting courtesy from the company, knives at strategic locations, an alarm system that would go off when unauthorized people get in and finally CCTV camera hidden at all the rooms.
Every thing was perfect and it was time to hit the road.

My penthouse was a little far from the Restaurant I was to spy on and I decided to take a walk there all the while observing the neighbourhood.
It was quite homely with a few banks here and there, there was a school, an hospital and a home for elderlies, Michael was one smart guy, to come to such a homely location, one would have expected him to be in a busy place. My research tells me that the population of children here were more than the adults, I hope he doesn't kidnap anyone of them demanding for ransom, he had done it in some countries, Canada inclusive.

  The strong aroma of pastries and Bon bons hit me and my stomach growled at the good smell. Andreas was a beautiful restaurant and my stomach wanted me to go in and have a bite of whatever was served but I knew better, I would come tommorow  with my spy camera to video the place as well as the people for all I know, this Andrea Winters may be affiliated with the criminal because it was recorded in the file the tracker kept in one of his possessions beeped once in this place before it was destroyed, if Michael was still here, everything points to this restaurant.

I Decided to check out the gym here even if I had a mini gym at the penthouse, I could make friends too, besides that was one of my best places to be nothing like being fit.
The walk was so strainous next time I am going to make use of the car I brought from Canada, actually Tyler's car.

The gym was not so big but it will do, I saw a blonde guy inside, perhaps he worked here.
"Hey" I called and he looked back
He had tattoos on his neck and on his left hands. If there was one thing I knew about Michael Simpson was that the guy had a nice collection of tatoos, I wouldn't say it was bad cause I had a few of them on me. He was really tall and had a beard that made him look rugged but other than that he looked alright to me.

"Hi" he replied and looked at me perhaps questioning my presence
"I'm new here, I just moved into town" I explained and put my hands in my pocket, he nodded in understanding.
" well welcome, we don't exactly get new arrivals especially men and this gym is the best so don't go to the one down the street"
I looked back, putting your competition out of business I see "There is a gym down the street" I asked
"Yeah but i advice you not to go there, reeks of criminals" he scrunched his nose up in disgust.

My eyes shone in excitement.
"What sort of criminal?" I asked
" Just petty thieves, something is always missing, but people always go there because its way bigger than this place " he replied

"Okay, thanks for the advise"
"You hit the gym a lot?" he asked scratching his bearded chin.
"Yeah, pretty much every morning"
" This place is open by 5am"
"That's great, the place looks good" i complimented.
" yeah, Dave makes sure its standard, sometimes dem elderlies come over to try out " he sat down and offered me a sit which I accepted.
" Why are you the only one here?" I asked and he took a breath
" People don't really come here often and most times its empty, well except in the mornings, I work here"
I nodded in understanding.

"I'm Tristan"
" The names Eazikiel but every one calls me Eazi"
"Nice yo meet you Eazi, I don't exactly have a nickname" I smiled
" Are you gonna be here for long or you're out after sometime?"
"I don't know right now but I won't stay forever" I definitely won't be cause nothing would be holding me back.
I answered standing up and slidding the door to go out

" I hope I just made a customer?" He asked with a smile
" Yeah, and hopefully a friend" I offered my hands and he took it I just hope I wasn't making a mistake.