Chapter 3: Coffee shop (1)
Suddenly his phone rang. It was Mr Briggs.
"Young man you left?" he asked "and by the way tell her that i loved her music too.. ." said Mr Briggs teasingly.
Vivan blushed a little at his remark. If anyone from his work circle saw this side of him they would definitely be shocked to death.
"No Mr Briggs i am in parking lot.
And you're little late she left. Anyway
I'll be there in a minute." he then went inside.
After enjoying the whole event. Vivan decided to drop Mr Briggs home.
On their way suddenly Mr Briggs asked in a serious tone.
"What's the deal."
" As you know Ackels corp. manufacture best weapons which are highly acknowledge around the world.
So i'll provide you with my best product" Vivan replied in emotionless tone.
Mr Briggs thought about it for a minute.
"What it'll cost me."
Vivan: "nothing."
Mr Briggs: "then what you want."
Vivan then takes out a picture of a man from breast pocket of his blazer.
"I want this man as of now he's under police custody and there's very tight security around him. I could ask my men to get him but that would draw suspicion towards us and i don't want that to happen so i want you to get him and hand it over to me. "
" I am a military man and military police have no jurisdiction outside the military installation in which they are assigned you do know that right." he then gave a questioning look to Vivan.
"I know, since you're senior general you may pull some strings i belive." Vivan said.
Mr Briggs let out a soft sigh.
"Hmm. alright I'll try my best."
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At ackels corp.
Sun shone brightly through the floor-to ceiling window filling the office with its warmth. Plants and jasmine flowers near the window wafted fresh fragrance and making his office look even more livelier.
There was a wooden desk in the middle of the office, walls were coloured in grey except for the ceiling which was in white.
Vivan was seated on his chair, dressed in fine blue suit, white shirt along with a tie, few bangs lay loosely on his forehead as he
diligently read the documents which were to be signed, with his glasses on.
Knock knock. His assistant Han knocked the door.
"Come in" said Vivan with a stern voice without looking up.
"Sir Mr Henry called up.
He wants to meet you at the Crown Coffee Shop, sharp 12."
"Okay
clear all my schedule after lunch."
"Yes sir" said Han and left.
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