"This is a pleasant surprise; I was not expecting to see you today; it’s a beautiful day; the sun is up; I thought we should go for a swim.”
“I was thinking of a movie,” Joshua replies.
“That is an excellent idea than roasting out in the sun; there is this movie I wanted to watch; let's check if it's playing.”
“Sure, as long as it is not Romance.” Joshua jokes.
“The skirt you are wearing looks stunning.”
-The skirt pooled about her like a cascading waterfall, chiffon layering sumptuously. The halterneck top revealed her smooth shoulders and accentuated her neck, which would have made her appear soft as a wisp if not for the detail in leather crisscrossed under her small breasts and cinching her waist. A touch of strength, just enough to give this princess the presence of a warrior.-
“My movie is playing.” Winter is grinning like a kid getting a candy bar.
Winter takes Joshua’s hand as she places her fingers between his; he is s
The waves, the beautiful, calming waves. Their resonance, slow rolling and crashing, and white caps cresting over and plunging back into the water fully display the beauty and majesty of creation from the shoreline. Larry is standing on the bridge, looking down, and the cars passing by are hooting. “Get off the bridge; your an idiot.” Larry looks back; “I will miss nothing about this world.” Spreading out his arms, he’s about to lean forward; when someone pulls him back, he falls backward. “Are you so weak that the first sign of trouble you decide to end your life?” This is a familiar voice; it's deep. Looking up is the bright sun, and he sees a tall, dark figure standing over him. Holding his hand in front of his eyes to block out the sun, he sees a hand; as he reaches out to the hand, it pulls him up like a feather. “This is Lucifer, Lucifer Morningstar he repeats in his head.” “I knew you would come for me, just not this soon.” Luci
“I Cant speak Arabic.” “You won,t need to,” says Dominion. “I will be talking.” “What assignments have we been assigned.” Larry is about to open the briefcase when Dominion stops him, “the boss does not like business being handled on the ground.” “Oh, why is that?” “Listen, we all know you, an ex-cop; the reason the big boss wanted you is that you good at sniffing out dogs, but if you want to stay in the big boss's good books, you will need to ask fewer questions and do as he tells, you can open up the briefcase when we board the plain.” “Dammit, I knew he was going to do this; I would like to know their assignment.” Says Jamie sitting in a cleaning truck on her headphones. “Can we get any signal up in the sky, Kyle?” “No, unfortunately not, boss.” Rebecca’s phone rings; it’s a call from her husband. “Hey honey, how are you?” She says, acting surprised. “I am good, thanks; I do not have much time, but I
Walking down the staircase, Larry and Dominion are now fully dressed in blue pandora; as they reach the bottom of the staircase, Hassan and his family sit by the table. "Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. May Allah's peace, mercy, and blessings be with you." “Ahlan wa sahlan.” "How are all you wonderful people? I trust I find you enjoying this lovely day wherever you are.” "Waalaikumsalam Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh" they shake hands. The elderly man says, "yrja alaindimam 'iilayna litanawul all iftar. Please join us for breakfast.” “We accept your offer. May the almighty shine light upon you.” They have prepared, Roast lamb, Oruk (Baked Icli Kofte) from Turkey, Tagine, Biryani, and Nalli Nihari. The men sit around the table eating as two guys by the doorway standing with M16A2 rifles dressed in thawb. When they are done eating, Larry and Dominion sta
Winter has been quiet; she has not spoken to Joshua for two days. He attempts to call her, and her phone is off. Something does not feel right. Joshua gets dressed and walks to her house; no one is outside. Joshua knocks on her door, and there is no answer. He then walks to the window and looks through it. Seeing no one, he returns to the house and grabs his Leather jacket, climbing on his motorbike. She will be with her friends if she is not at home. Joshua knows her friend Dusty, Dusty's Dad, is a low-class drug dealer. Dusty’s dad had never met Joshua and had only heard of Mr. Morningstar. He had not known Mr. Morningstar stayed in the same city; if he had known that, he would have moved his business elsewhere. Arriving at Dusty’s place, it was a grey building of flats; Dusty's flat was on the third floor, where the music played loudly. Joshua walked up to the flat, the door was open, and the flat was filled with drunk addicts and a
“I want as much intel on those two; these are not your average type of soldiers, especially Fred.” “Yes, boss, but for how long we will be here? This place is far from our families, boss.” “Until we can figure out who they are, we made a narrow escape because of your idiocy for bringing them to my place; your screw-up cost the life of my two guards and Malik; I should be sending you out there to clear up the mess you have made. “Boss, we can't find anything on those guys; it's as if they are ghosts; we have pulled the footage from the CCTV to the server, ran a facial recognition, and could find nothing.” Jamil is sitting by the window, reading his white pearl beads. “I have a bad feeling about this; maybe we should have assisted them.” “Boss, how would you like us to proceed?” “Hussain, bring them to me; use all the manpower we have; they have to still be around here.” “They will target us; we should inform the Lucifer of what
The door by the house is open, and the family is there. Joshua steps in and sees Winter lying on the bed as her brother comes out of the bathroom bare chest with his American tattoo and a hand tattoo holding dollars. “Jonathan, how are you?” Joshua says. “I am good; hey, I met this girl down the road; she said she saw your sister at some crack house; maybe it was just a friend she was visiting.” Joshua nods, not wanting to speak about it, as this is the first time he has heard of this. Winter was wearing a flowery dress as she looked up at Joshua, letting out a faint smile, “Nothing happened between Darryn and me.” “It did not seem that way, but that is not why I am here.” Joshua looked over at Johnathan. “I know what my dad told you; my contact has informed me.” “What is he talking about, Johnathan?” “His dad wants to know what had happened and why the hard living came after us; he had known about Kurt killing Darryn,
He hopes she doesn't know his heart is in the palm of her hand. Joshua has been manipulated and deceived before. He has his flaws His heart has been broken from time to time. He wouldn't have to tell her twice because she knows her heart is only his. Joshua always wished her the best, and the best will always be him. Winter turned away from him and hurried out the door. He became angry because his dad raised him into the monster he was. He let her in his life; the least he could've gotten was a consideration. He thought about her leaving him permanently, and it made him furious. Joshua was shaking in anger. He needed to break something. He turned to his side and spotted the first thing. Joshua groaned out of anger and punched the window. The chips of glass dug into my knuckles and bled profusely, but he could care less at that point. The large pieces of glass eventually broke down after tumbling onto the shelf and into the tub.
Larry, “Boss, we got those guys.” “Good says take them to my dungeon.” As Lucifer dismisses them, “Larry, stay. I need to talk to you.” “Yes, boss?” “Well, since you did exceptionally well on that trip to Iraq and found these bastards who hurt my son. I got you something.” As they walked out to the garage, which was covered with a rug, “that's yours.” Larry pulled off the rug, revealing a diamond black JAGUAR XRJR-15.” “Thank you, boss.” Larry climbed into it and felt the leather interior, the smell of a new car. He then stepped out. “Boss, permission to take this vehicle to my place?” “Permission Granted. But first, we need to discuss something.” Lucifer lit his cigar in the Garage. “Yes, boss?” “Well, there is this girl my son is dating, and her brother’s who is American. I think it's the Americans who did this to my son.” “Boss permission to speak?” “Granted!”