"Hey Mike, did you collect the car that I messaged you to?" I asked, making my way inside of my garage's office.
"Yeah, I did" he replies from God knows where.
"And you fixed the issues?" I ask as I try to find where his voice is coming from, I walked towards that way and found him making a sketch of skeletons, I guess he is making this for our big project.
"Not now, that car has so many problems like the break was failed so does steering wheels and others" he explains.
"The breaks and wheel are failed? What do you mean? I asked in a puzzled tone.
" I mean, what you heard" he retorts.
If Amaira's car weren't crashed with mine one then she must have died instantly on the spot but the question is why the hell she rides the car without the safety in the first place. She wasn't looked like a girl who wants to die so it means someone did this purposely, to kill her? And she wasn't aware of this that's why she carelessly drove the car.
If that's the case then I am afraid that the killer will try to hurt her again and somehow I am not feeling good about it, that's terrifying me from inside, should I tell her? But part of me says I should keep it a secret what if the killer is living with her in her house he will also get aware. So it's better if I checked her car by myself first before going into any conclusion.
"By the way, it looks like the owner of the car is a beautiful girl," He says with smirked plastered on his face in which I raised my brows how he guessed that?
"How do you know?" I asked and he chuckles as he walked towards the table and throws the black iPhone in my direction.
"I found that phone in the car and guess what? The phone has no password so I unlocked it and saw beautiful pictures of girl" he specifies and I shoot him glare how dare he unlocks the phone of my girl and except me no one is allowed to see her private pictures.
"Is that a manner to see some private photos of our client?" I ask in a professional way so he can't doubt me but I think it's already late.
"Client? Ohh it means she's paying us I thought she is your girlfriend and you are doing this for free, in that case, I am really sorry about it " At least he accepts his mistake.
"No, she's not my girlfriend" Not yet, I tell him as he nods.
I made my way towards the office and sat down on the chair, Soon I realized I still have her phone as I unlock it and saw her gorgeous pic, where she is pouting adorably and few more pics mostly in Indian attire. She is extremely gorgeous and sexy that made my cock raise through my jeans even though she wasn't showing her pale skin but no doubt she has something within herself that drawing me closer to her.
Then I scroll a little bit and saw her with a guy who's kissing her cheeks, she is sitting on his lap in seducing way in another picture, is he is her boyfriend she was talking about? He is just an average looking guy with a dark beard and no muscles. I am a million times better than him in all ways but she chooses him instead of me?
And a wave of jealousy and anger boiled inside my chest, I am the only who can kiss her on cheeks not only there but the whole body she supposed to sit like that on my lap, not on any other man, I hate to say but she has no taste in choosing the right man.
Anyway, she's already taken and I have to accept that truth, but whenever I looked at her somewhere in my heart believes I found my women and she is mine only and I should try to win her at all cost.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard someone knocked on the door as I told him to come in, all I saw was mike again but this time with a serious face.
"What happened?" I asked him as I gesture him to sit down. He placed some papers on the desk as I picked them up to read, it's a calculation and bill of the total money that we spent on the project.
I raise my brows as I ask him "Why are showing me this?"
"Because as you can see we are already over budget and we can't spend some more money on the project and if we did, we'll have no money to buy engines, and other necessary tools and stuff for cars" He clarifies with a deep sigh.
"You know, we can't stop our work on the project now if we did we will go in such a big loss," I told him and he rubs his forehead with the thumb as the action of tension.
"I know that's why I already thought something that you might like" I gesture him to continue as he began, " We need to find a person who can invest his money on the project, our profit will become half but at least we won't go in loss"
That's a great idea.
"And you know anyone who can invest?" I ask and he shook his head.
"Fine, go and do your work now" he nods as he left the office.
I haven't told you guys about the project, right? We are making a unique super speed car that no has ever imagined for the upcoming automobile festival where super mobiles displayed and take part in the race and people bit on their favorite vehicles and if we win we will earn tons of money and the first price trophy.
I won five times in that festival and that's how our garage got popular in the whole damn city but because of popularity we got so many projects of cars and bikes that we didn't have time to take part in the festival from last two years and now I decided to enter again but in the excitement of making something new, we went over budget.
And we got stuck in the middle so I have to find an investor.