Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 69

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"Do you think he will help us?"

"Yes." I nodded. I had no doubt.

"Maybe... we can... t... try somewhere... else... no... biggie... j... just, in... in..."

I waited patiently for Tina to finish her sentence. She tried again when she noticed I was willing to wait. "In... ind... industrial visit."

"I know, guys. But he will help. He and the Director of X-FACT are friends. This is where we want to go right?"

They all nodded.

"If he can't help us, we can go somewhere else. But we would not know if we don't try."

"Fine, then. If this does not work out, it is on you."

I rolled my eyes.

Pierce was the pessimistic one and if Robbie... Robert, refused to help us, 'I told you so' was going to throw at me every five minutes. I could barely tolerate him. He had no ideas of his own, he would not take over the leadership but if we met with some obstacles he would be the one to throw the first stone.

I fixed my hair and smoothed my shirt down before leading my five team members for the industrial visit.

I kicked myself when I noticed I was worried about how I looked because I was not put together like other times when we met.

I should have talked to him beforehand. But every time I thought of calling him I chickened out. Mom talked to him, so it was fine.

I physically felt the judgemental eyes on us as we walked into the Brantley's Empire Building.

Media was right to call this 'Empire Building'.

This was huge. Very very huge.

I walked to the receptionist who was already looking us with 'fed up' face. It irked her when I asked my classmates to take a seat on plush leather couches, without her permission.

Suck it up!

We looked like stray kittens amongst suited corporate sharks but that did not mean we did not deserve any respect.

"I have a 10.30 appointment with Mr. Brantley." She rolled her eyes and went through her computer already making up her mind that I was lying.

"Name?"

"Ace Davidson Truscott."

"No appointment for anyone at 10.30." Shouldn't receptionist be cordial?

"Please check the V.V.I.P list." She scoffed and I could hear my classmates mumble.

"Look here... whoever you are. There is nothing scheduled at 10.30. You can come back another time after really making an appointment. Please leave the premises before I call the security."

Wow! People really judged others by the clothes they wore. Mom was right!

"May I help you, young man?" Another lady who was listening asked me.

"Yes, Ma'am. I have a 10.30 appointment with Robert Brantley. My mother Claire Daphne Truscott fixed it beforehand. Can you please show me where he is?" She also went through the list on the computer but I beat her to it before she could say anything. "Please check the V.V.I.P list."

She kindly smiled at me but she did click a few times to appease me. But soon she frowned. "Mr. Truscott? Ace Davidson?"

"Yes, that is me. Now where can I find Robb... Robert?"