Truth reveals eventually.

Mr. Peck

"Gary Farley Peck, 23 years old, birthday on 23rd October, brown hair, adopted by Tania Pecks who suicided yesterday and the brother of Carper Monley Pecks who disappeared two months ago. Lives in California. Works as a computer engineer. I hope I've got it right?" The man who is holding this meeting in order to talk about the property distribution and other stuff of Tania asks.

"Yes, you've got it all right." I tell him trying to keep my voice light. "Alright then Mr. Peck, I'd like you to have a good look at this lost of distribution of the things that your mother owned and if you have any questions you may ask." He says handing me a grey, polished folder.

I take the folder from him noticing that he has really d-shaped fingers. "I heard that the brother of Tania, Paul Peck is going to stay with you." He says and I nod. Even though I am old enough to take care of my self he is coming.

I take a good look at the list. There are a lot of things which should belong to Carper, but I guess they are going to be in his safe, for now. "I think that I've got no questions." I tell him after a few minutes.

"OK then! Gary, I really hope that the future that waits ahead of you would be bright, and if anything, here is my very own personal number." He says standing up and taking out a card with his name Ben, and his number on it.

"Thank you! Gentlemen." I say leaving the room. I keep my head straight as I walk to the parking lot.

I get into my car and sigh. I am utterly frustrated. I have had a lot of self control over my emotions. But with the fact that Tania, the woman who always told me she loved me and that nobody meant more to her than me and Carper, kidnapped one of us.

I never really had a mother-son relation with her, but this, this is serious. In a few minutes her brother would arrive. I need to be there before him, so I drive quickly.I have only met him on little events, like, Christmas and when it is his birthday, not mine or Tania's or Carper's.

Once at home, I make fresh orange juice for him, something that I learned from Tania. I also arrange some packet cookies and tea. After that I take a cool, crisp shower. I Havent thought clearly after the slap from that woman.

The letter, that, I haven't even thought about it. There is so much that I've got to do, I've got to figure out and most importantly, anything could be happening to Carper right now. The black man could be threatening him, killing him, burning him, ANYTHING!

But that is not all, I also have a job, a man who's going to stay with me forever, I would have more of Tania's students to deal with.

Just then I hear a car and expecting it to be Paul, I quickly get out of the shower and slip on some pressed clothes. Just then the sound of the bell fills my ears and I take the door. "Hello, Gary!" Paul Peck says,

''Hello Mr. Peck, it is so good for you to come and live with me." I say shaking his hand. "Do you have any luggage I could help you with?" He gestures me to the back of his car and hands me two suitcases, "That would be all, the rest I can carry." He tells me and I take the cases to his bedroom.

5 hours later:

Paul Peck came hours ago and all he has been doing is his cigarette or he has been on his phone. We had a good tea and all he talked about was I am sorry Tania! And all my part was, Mm mm!

"You know Gary, this name doesn't look good on you." He says which catches my attention. I shift on the sofa, "Then what would it rather be?" I ask and he closes his eyes and smoke comes out of his nostrils (due to cigarettes).

"Well, when ever I think about you, The name Pike comes in my mind or maybe Edward. Edward is better, son." I nod, I would, no matter what never change my name, and to Pike, never!

"I've heard that you are a computer company's employee," he says. He knows wrong, I'm not an employee not any longer, now I am at a higher level then that at least, "Sort of." I reply lightly. I don't like discussing my work with older people.

Just then the phone in my room beeps, a message, "If you'll excuse me." I say getting up. At this moment every message counts, "You should try talking to someone. You know, to make your self feel better after all that loss!" He says just as I am turning.

I freeze, "I guess I am fine." I say, however my voice a little cold, "I was only suggesting son." He says and smokes. Mr. Paul Peck is one annoying man!