The door ajar; and a hand suddenly hold the latch before it could run into a ceiling to floor long glass wall. It was in a manoir at the countryside in Marseille, France. And it was a man, staggering a bit (as if he was drunk) with a pair of burnt umber leather shoes and on his body was a fitted black suit that outlined his toned body which still held the door.
His face was flickering with long nose and alluring eyes. He entered the hallway with a tall, blonde-haired woman with one of the arms wrapped around her and she was a bit leaned towards him.
Reaching it to the hall the man gestured the woman wrapped in a red long dress which perfectly fitted her body to have a seat as he fastened the door. His abounding large hall depicted his opulent nature as the room was filled with all of sumptuous amenities. With a sign of relief on his face the man said in French, "désolé jeune femme."
He further added with all his senses, "thank you for helping me until here." (this lights to that the man who was staggering a while ago was not actually drunk.)
He said with a suspicion, "I thought somebody was following me on my way, all thanks to you that you understood my cue and came out of the bar holding my hand."
(Following? Who would be following this man? What's this man related to that he needs to be followed?)
The woman in blonde hair asked with an inkling, "but why did you held my hand? Is there anything you wanted to prove the man who followed us?" The man said with a little smirk, "I am pretty sure that; that jerk has something to do with me, maybe he had been sent by some of my business rivalry to keep an eye on me. So with this I evinced him that at least I am taken for the night. So he won't follow me anymore for today."
"But what bout tomorrow? If he followed you today that mean he's surely gonna follow you tomorrow!" the woman exclaimed. The man was a bit solemn now, "I am going to sign a deal in coming few days which will do a huge sum of profit to my company and I know that my business rivals are planning a lot good to me (he said it as he grinned)."
(Why was this man revealing all his secretes to this woman? He must not tell everything being blindfolded; she could also be working for his foes... or maybe.....he knows her?)
The man continued with a smirk, "and about tomorrow!; so that's what I have hired you for, though I don't know your name, I just contacted your agency and they sent you to meet me at the bar." The woman ejaculate , "oh...pardon me; I forgot to make myself clear; I am Blaise Richard, junior detective working for the Fleur Detective Agency."
"Nice to meet you Ms. Richard, while you already know who I am but I would like to make myself known so; yeah I am Kabir, the owner of Ruhish Industies." The man uttered. He again continued, "I want you to keep a watch on the man who was following me today and inform me that whom is he working for and if possible avoid him following me."
Blaise assured Kabir, "I would do the same but before that I would need some details of your foes, so that I can reach to the person for whom the man is working for." Kabir assert, "sure I will mail it to you and you may leave now; my driver would drop you home and yes give me your contact number first."
Blaise took Kabir's phone and typed her number; she took less than a second to type; it seemed she's pretty fast at things. "No, it's all right, I can go home on my own, we go through such situations everyday, as it's my job; I can handle this too." Blaise said as she left the manoir.
No sooner did Blaise went to open the door Kabir called her again as something suddenly thwack into his mind, "hey, meanwhile we were walking through that empty street did you noticed some silhouette? It reflected just for a minute or less I think."
Blaise turned back as she replied, "it was the stalker itself!" Kabir said her assuring, "no! not the stalker only there was someone else."
(This surely conveys that Kabir had sharp eyesight and it seemed like he was the detective not that woman....)
He again continued, "and that shadow was not of a man actually, and not an animal I think, it was surely something gargantuan, something giant with a huge body. It was something wired,....... it's ok, leave it; as far as it's not harming ne it's good, leave it." Blaise relented, "no, it's-it's not ok,I would even try to find about that thing." She said and left.
(What? A gaint? How could a behemoth roam around into a city without even being recognized?)