Boss''s Orders
So basically, from what Hayden exined to me, the Torex Corporate was legal and worked just like
any other giant conglomerate. The conglomerate is managed by hired professionals that were chosen
by the Board of Directors, which were mostly Torex family members. On the other hand, there is the
grey part of the business which deals with gang-rted activities and business. The building has over
eighty floors with ess restricted from the 71st floor.
What that means it that the legit part of the business happens in the lower floors while the restricted
floors are where gang members gather and work on the grey part of the business. What amazes me is
that a mafia gang actually needs arge group of people to do desk jobs such as ounting and the
like.
Not that I was impressed or anything…
“Do you want to know the rest?” Hayden asked excitedly.
“You mean more about your gang’s activities?” I asked, making a disinterested face.
How about ‘no, thank you,’?
“Of course. Isn’t that what everyone wants to know?” Hayden teased.
“And…?” I said, wondering if he would continue.
“I’ll tell you everything…when we get married,” Hayden said with a grin.
Which means…never…
I couldn’t stop myself fromughing a little at this joke. Haydenughed along with me, surprisingly.
Our conversation was interrupted when there were a few knocks on the door.
“Come in,” Hayden said, loud enough for whoever it was on the other side of the door to hear.
The door opened and a man dressed in a ck suit walked in. I have never seen this man before. The
man bowed to Hayden and nced a littler nervously at me.
“It’s ok. Just say what you have to say,” Hayden said, noticing the man’s nervousness of having me in
the room.
“The boss wants to see you…and thedy as well,” the man said concisely.
The boss wants to see me? I wasn’t surprised about the boss wanting to see Hayden, but he also
wanted to see me?
“Now?” Hayden asked.
“Yes, Master Hayden. Now…” the man said before bowing and taking his leave immediately.
Well, I guess we knew what was up next on our agenda now.
Hayden sighed, visibly extremely annoyed. For whatever reason, Hayden didn’t seem to get along well
with his father, or perhaps, they shared a deep bond that I didn’t understand.
“As you can see, one of my jobs is to deal with my father…” Hayden said as he got up from his seat.
He motioned with his hand for me to follow him out of the room. Hayden led me along the long hallway
and then to a private elevator. I knew it was supposed to be private because there were around six
guards standing guard at the entrance.
We rode up the elevator together and when we got off, we were greeted with a long, silent and very
empty hallway. Our destination was clear, there was only one door at the very far end of the hallway.
That must be, the boss’s room. I’ve never met the boss here before…
“Nervous? There’s no need to be…” Hayden turned to say to me.
Before I could say anything in reply, he took my hand and began pulling me along with him. I wouldn’t
say that I was very nervous, but I didn’t have a good feeling about this. Nothing good ever came out of
meeting the boss, for me at least.
When we arrived in front of the door, I thought that Hayden would knock but I was dead wrong. Hayden
opened the door suddenly and walked right in, pulling me behind him.
Umm…excuse us for our abrupt entry…?
“Hayden…oh…and Miss Malissa,” the boss said as he nced up from the report that he was holding
in his hand.
I thought Hayden’s room wasrge but now that I saw the boss’s room…
Did his room take up the whole floor? Why would he need such arge room?
“Hi, dad…” Hayden said, sounding bored.
“Sit…both of you,” the boss said as he nced at the sofa set in the room.
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We sat down and the boss joined us shortly after. I wondered what he wanted to talk to us about. How
did he know that I was here too?
“The yearly g ising up. I want you to attend with Malissa,” the boss stated, getting straight to the
point.
What is the yearly g? Is it like some charity event that I see on TV?
“The yearly g is a party where leaders of prominent gangs will gather once a year…to talk…” the
boss exined as if sensing my confusion and curiosity.
I nced at Hayden, and he didn’t seem surprised. Don’t tell me that he brought me here with him
today because he knew about this beforehand?
“You’re not going?” Hayden asked.
“It’s about time the next generation take over, I think. I’m sure the other families will be sending their
prospective heir as well…” the boss replied cheerfully.
I was starting to get the impression that the g was not something fun and no one really wanted to
attend. The boss looked like he was happy to finally hand this responsibility over to Hayden.
“Count me out. If you’re toozy to attend, just send Luka,” Hayden said, brushing the whole thing off.
That made me remember that Hayden hasn’t really brought into the idea of him bing the next
boss after his father. I still had no idea how to change his mind in that regard and I wasn’t sure that it
was my ce to do so either.
“You should go with Malissa. I think there’s someone there that you may want to meet…” the boss said
before smiling knowingly at Hayden.
“Who?” Hayden asked, immediately.
“Your old friend…” the boss said.
Hayden’s eyes narrowed and there was a change in the air about him. I was right, nothing good came
out from seeing the boss.
“Let’s go,” Hayden said to me as he got up from the sofa.
“I take it that you’re going then,” the boss said, clearly satisfied.
“Just send me the details…” Hayden murmured.
I wondered who his old friend was. He or she must be someone important for Hayden to change his
mind about attending the g so suddenly.
--To be continued…