"What? No dad what if he gets caught" Linda asked worriedly
"there's no problem about that boss but any amount I get from this, won't be shared. I'm getting all the profit" Carlos stormed out with rage.
"Dad I thought you loved him like a son. Why would you let him carry out this mission on his own?" Linda asked her father
"He'll be fine trust me," the drug lord replied.
"you heard what he said, nobody is getting a dime if he, no WHEN he succeeds," Kim said, he is Carlos's closest buddy in the gang.
***
At a fancy restaurant
"You're here against your will, right? Your mother forced you to have lunch with me." Blair said with a fake smile plastered on her face.
She's very tall, elegant, and pretty with so much class. She isn't in love with Carl but she liked the idea of becoming his wife to increase her social status, wealth, and fame.
"I'm not here against my mother's will, I felt I need to make things clear and straightforward with the both of us instead of me being a coward and ducking you," Carl said, trying to be as polite as possible
"you don't love me I know. There's no need to remind me. I'm only going to advise you not to miss out on this opportunity because I am a rare gem. You really don't know what you're missing." Blair said.
She took her bag and left Carl at the restaurant. However, Carl had a sigh of relief that Blair didn't insist on them having a relationship.
"Thanks for making things easier for me," Carl thought.
He brought out Anne's bracelet and stared at it again smiling. He left the restaurant and went to the subway to search for Anne.
He had been searching for Anne for over an hour and to his greatest surprise, he finally saw her.
She was standing in an opposite direction amidst the crowd. It was obvious she was looking for something too.
He ran straight to her.
"hey, miss!!" Carl yelled to get her attention.
"uh, who are you?" Anne asked, trying to recognize his face
"Actually we met yester..."
"Wait! You're that Pervert!!" Anne interrupted Carl. "That pervert who kicked my... ugh!!." Anne groaned.
"I'm not a pervert I swear. I wanted to apologize for what my younger brother did and return this to you" Carl said.
He showed her the silver bracelet and Anne quickly grabbed it from his hand and wore it on her wrist.
"so you're not just a pervert you're also a thief," Anne said disgustingly looking at him and she turns her back to leave.
"Anastasia please wait," Carl said as he pulls her hand, stopping her from leaving.
"how do you know my name you freaking pervert. Are you stalking me? Let go of me at once else you regret it" she yelled at him.
"I know your name because it's written on your bracelet, dummy. And I'm not a pervert just hear me out please" he insisted, still holding her hand
"Somebody help me!! this pervert is sexually harassing me" Anne screamed at the top of her voice.
Carl's eyes widened and he quickly let go of her hand out of shock.
"what are you doing? I'm not harassing you at all I only wanted to talk" Carl whispered.
Three men and two women surrounded Carl and One of them asked, "young woman what is he doing to you?"
"He kicked my ass yesterday and just now he forcefully tried to kiss me in fact he even stole my silver bracelet'' Anne smirked at Carl.
Carl opened his mouth wide in shock.
"she's lying!!" Carl tried to defend himself but a quick blow from one of the men landed on his face.
He received the beating of his life from the three men and the two women. They were all throwing him punches and kicks like he was a criminal.
They didn't want to hear his own opinion because they saw him as a pervert who was trying to sexualize Anne.
Carl could've beaten them all up by himself since he's a skilled fighter but it would only make matters worst by making them believe he's really a criminal.
"Enough!!" Anne yelled. "I think he has probably learned his lesson". She said.
They all left Carl on the floor battered and bruised with his clothes torn.
Anne squatted down to have a clear look at Carl. He was lying down on the floor groaning in pain from the beatings he received.
"I told you to let go of me else you'll regret it but you felt like I'm just a woman so I'm weak." Anne chuckled softly.
"Well, since my slap wasn't enough I guess this will teach you to stay far away from me and never to steal my stuff," Anne warned him.
"You're a wi.." Carl coughs as he tries to speak
"what is it? Speak up I can't hear you" Anne said in a mocking tone.
"you're a witch!!" Carl voiced out in anger.
"And you're a pervert," Anne said and gave a mocking laugh and left Carl.
"Ouch! My head hurts!!" Carl groaned.
"What just happened? I never want to see that witch ever again" carl said breathing heavily.
He called his driver to come and pick him up.
…..
Carl got home and rushed to his room without talking to anyone.
He had a long shower to ease the pain. After a while, he got out of the shower but he was still very angry.
He dried his body with a towel and wore sweatpants and a hoodie.
"She's such a liar and a freak," he said angrily.
He paced around his room. "dang it" he yelled as he punched the wall hurting his fist.
"Carl, I need you to help me with my homework," Richie said as he barged into Carl's room unannounced.
"Can't you knock?" Carl yelled at Richie, giving him a death stare.
"Dude the door wasn't locked and why are you yelling at me? Do you want me to tell mom you're mistreating me?" Richie said.
He noticed Carl was upset and at this point, it wasn't the right time to annoy him.
"Carl, I know you hate me and you can't stand me at all but I really don't like seeing you this way. You seem very upset and frustrated" Richie said softly.
"Richie I don't hate you. I have no choice since you're my brother." He said and Richie rolled his eyes.
"I'm not just in a good mood alright?" Carl added.
"then what's up? Did you return that pretty lady's bracelet?" Richie asked Carl
"That witch!!" Carl said with anger
"whoa, I thought you loved her?" Richie asked with surprise
"love??" Carl scoffed.
"what do you know about love? You're only 12" carl said
"13!! I'm turning 13 very soon. So why do you hate her now?" he asked curiously.
"It turns out she's only pretty on the outside she accused me of sexually abusing her in public and stealing her bracelet and I got beaten up by hoodlums because of that… This is all your fault Rich, you never should've kicked her butt" Carl said.
"And you never should've stolen her bracelet". He laughed but Carl wasn't finding it funny.
"What do you expect to happen? For she to call you her hero after you found her bracelet and both of you get married and live happily ever after like Cinderella? brother life isn't a fairy tale," Richie added.
He sounded so mature and Carl was surprised at Richie's philosophy about love.
"I like her tough personality though," Richie said
"then go look for her and date her" Carl replied.
Just then, he received a call from the police department.
"Prosecutor Carl, there's someone armed who just robbed a bank and stole five hundred thousand dollars," the cop said.
"Okay text me more details about the bank name, and where the armed robber is headed," Carl said and hung up.
He took his pistol from his drawer and was about to leave.
"Carl, I don't think you're strong enough to chase an armed robber after being beaten up today," Richie said in anxiety.
"This is my job okay? I'm not a prosecutor and a cop for nothing and besides, I'm going with backup... I promise to complete your homework first thing tomorrow morning" Carl said and left.
"be careful" Richie yelled