"Wh-what? But why the sudden, sir? I haven't got all the files ready for you either!"
"No need Uncle, in fact, this is more interesting than knowing what's in that company!" Edward said with a grin, his mind imagining the expressions on his uncle and aunt.
Frans frowned, he didn't know what Edward's intention was. "What does Mr. Edward mean? Why does it seem like he's hiding something from me?" Frans shook his head, then put his cell phone back into his trouser pocket. "I better go home and prepare the files Mr. Edward needs tomorrow," he added. He forgot his promise to Antonio.
Then Edward smiled happily at his plan. He hoped everything would go smoothly. "What's wrong, Bro? Is there something that makes you happy?" asked Bryan, glancing at Dominic.
"I have a plan for you!"
"What's that?"
"Work at my company. And I want you to join me tomorrow for a surprise inspection of all my family's companies!" he concluded. Bryan and Dominic smiled happily, they both couldn't believe what their best friend was saying.
"What?" shouted Bryan and Dominic together.
"But aren't those companies being run by your uncle and aunt?" he asked. He was surprised by Edward's plan.
"Yes, that's true. But they seem to be playing sneaky to bring down Uncle Frans by destroying all the lists of assets in the television company that Uncle Frans holds!"
"How cunning they are!" growled Dominic. "Even though they've been allowed to work at your parents' company, Edward!"
"Yes, therefore, I want you to join my team!"
"All right, Edward, we're here to help you!" Bryan shouted, patting Edward on the shoulder.
"Good! Tomorrow we will surprise them!"
****
the next day,
Frans has been busy since last night after receiving Edward's statement on the phone yesterday. He rushed to tidy up the files until he forgot his promise to Antonio.
He didn't want Edward to change his mind if he was more concerned with his promise to the man he hired.
"Uncle, are you ready?"
"Oh ... yes, in a moment Master!"
"Okay, I'll wait for Uncle in the car. So hurry up. Don't keep me waiting long!"
"Ready sir. I will finish in five minutes," Frans said.
Edward walked out, then he took his cell phone from his trouser pocket. He pressed the green button after finding the number he wanted to call. The young man listened to the dial tone.
"Hello, good morning!"
"Good morning Commander George!" he replied. "Has there been any news about the perpetrators of the break-in and murder at my parents' company?"
"Oh ... Good Morning, Master Edward!" answered George, tidying up the messy files on the desk. "Yes, we found some new evidence. However, we are unsure whether the person we are accusing is the culprit. But we will first investigate who the real culprit is!"
"Okay! But, can I see what evidence you found?"
"Yes! When will you come?"
"This morning!" he replied.
"Very well, I will prepare the evidence for you, Mr. Edward!"
"Thank you!"
The telephone line was cut off. He got into the car. Not long after, a message came into his chat box. Edward saw the message from George, and it was enough to make the young man's eyes widen. A fingerprint and also the owner of the fingerprint.
"Immanuel, it's you! And my guess wasn't off the mark!" Edward said frowning. He was annoyed and happy at the same time. "We'll see, surely Uncle and Aunt's bad things will also be found out," thought Edward, who was too naive not to know who was the mastermind behind the data breach in his own company.
"I am ready, sir!" Francis opened the door. The young man put his cell phone back into his trouser pocket.
"Walk sir!"
"Where are we going this afternoon, sir?"
"Police station!" Edward said with a face annoyed and anger.
"To the police station?" Frans turned and saw Edward's unsightly face. "Are you with Mr. Edward? Why does his face look so angry like this? Did something make him angry?" Edward thought wonderingly.
The wheels of the car kept turning on the lonely streets of the City of London. Looking tenuous, Edward and Frans made their way quickly to the front of the police station. "Uncle, you just wait here. Let me see Commander George!" he cried. Frans was silent, stopping his movements that wanted to go inside. He was very curious about what made his young master's facial expression change so quickly.
"O-okay sir!"
Blam.
The car door closed and Edward walked away from the parking lot. Frans stared at his young master who kept moving away.
"Mr. Driver, is there something on Mr. Edward? And why is his face so angry like that?" Frans investigated Edward's driver.
"I'm sorry Mr. Frans, I didn't pay much attention to it. But earlier I was able to at the end of the conversation Mr. Edward got a call and someone!" he said.
Frans glared, not an answer that satisfied him. But he got a clue that was satisfactory enough for him. "Do the police already know who the perpetrators of the break-in to the television company are?" thought Francis. He then got off and entered. Very curious.
"Excuse me, if I may ask, where is Commander George's room?" Frans asked the guard police.
"Over there, sir!" pointing to the police guard at the end of the alley.
"Thank you!" Francis rushed to step. But he didn't go in immediately, standing outside listening to what Edward and George were talking about.
"As you would expect, the perpetrator of the break-in and murder in your parents' company is Immanuel, and we have traced Mr. Immanuel's residence--" Commander George paused, he looked weak. His eyes glanced at the files, something he was hiding from Edward.
"What? The police already know Immanuel did it?" Frans' inner whisper started to get restless. He was afraid his secret would be revealed.
"Then did you find it?" Edward demanded curiously.
George shook his head. "He ran away," said George apologetically.
"What? How could that be? Was he in cahoots with someone so he already knew the secret of his capture?"
"We're investigating, and according to Mr. Immanuel's neighbors, he hasn't been on the run for long. Our team is chasing him to the airport!" said George.
"Shit, what the hell is he thinking? Should he have run away yesterday? But why is he still in this town?" Frans was getting scared, his heart filled with questions.
"Arrest him, and find the culprit who ordered him to do this break-in, Commander George!" Edward said full of emphasis and hatred towards Immanuel and the other perpetrators including Frans.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Frans's Heart as if can't stop beat
****
To Be Continued.