chapter 7

the golden voice performance

next morning

* Desmond mansion*

Desmond woke up the next morning with a jolt. He looked round the sitting room and a sigh escape his mouth when he saw how messed up it was. He stood up from the couch slowly and gasp

"Is this my house? He asked no one in particular as he stared at the broken glass pieces on the floor. It looked like an earthquake had happen inside the house.

"Wait a minute, did I also sleep here?" He asked again. Then it dawned on him that he had gotten into a serious argument with Michael the previous night

"Talking of him, where could he have gone to?" He asked, looking around the sitting room

"Michael" He called but got no respond

"Did he perhaps run away out of fear? That kid is really something else. Does he think I can harm him? it's my duty to protect him at all cost... Even at the expense of my Life" Desmond muttered and sigh

"Wait!! Did i just say expense of my life? He grimace

"I think I'm really crazy" he adde