The arrival in Edinburgh had been quick, the journey had only lasted an hour and a half, so quick that he hadn't even had enough time to reflect on himself. When he landed, he spent an extra hour checking in and filling out all sorts of paperwork, the joys of administration. Going down the escalators that led to the main halls of the airport, he passed a man holding a box with his name on it, probably the man in charge of giving him his rental car. The man looked to be of Hispanic descent, a sympathetic smile was plastered to his face, William felt the urge to make him disappear, his bad mood making him want to piss the world off. But of course he wouldn't make such a mistake, he would miss finding himself once again in the tabloid press, he already saw the catchy headline: "William Cavendish Attacks a Poor Helpless Man!". No thanks, he thought, shaking his head.
The man was indeed outgoing, wishing him a great vacation and gave him his business card in case of particular problems. He would have taken it for excessive kindness from a car rental employee, if the man had not punctuated his sentence with a seductive wink and a lick of the tongue. on his mouth. William felt horrible shivers go through his spine and he immediately backed the key in hand, rushing their exchange and drove off, finding the position of the vehicle thanks to a mobile application. He put his suitcase in the trunk of the vehicle, a fairly discreet Audi because he didn't want to draw attention to himself during his trip. Once seated behind the wheel, he turned on his cell phone's GPS and launched a search with the address of the villa, so as not to lose, after all he had never visited the house himself.
The trip lasted an hour, William put on some music, enjoying the calm of his solo trip, taking his time on the road, admiring the architecture of the Queensferry bridge, crossing the different landscapes of this part of the United Kingdom. But as time passed, the sky darkened and the wind picked up, warning signs of an impending storm. William sighed, realizing that he should have checked the weather before hitting the road, he didn't like getting soaked in the rain. Luckily for him, the trip didn't last long, just an extra hour on the road to St Andrews and back to his newly single villa. When he arrived on site, he was happy to see that the property was identical to what he had seen in the photos, at least from the outside for the rest he would see it when crossing the door, which he said after recovering his suitcase and the bag containing his laptop. It started to rain a few minutes after he had crossed the door, at least he didn't find himself watered by the rain, especially since summer was still far away and it was cold outside.
William put his suitcase in the entrance to the living room, admiring the large living space, but quickly becoming disillusioned with the romantic decoration that had surely been installed the day before. He then remembered that he had indeed contacted a home help company to first fill the fridge and the cupboards with some groceries, and also some everyday products, they had to arrange all that for the day before his arrival, and as an added bonus they even added something to create a romantic ambiance. He frowned at the rose petals swaying here and there on the living room floor, a few of them leading to the master bedroom, which he decided to ignore immediately, heading for the stairs that led to the bedroom. upstairs, he found two other bedrooms and a rather sophisticated Italian bathroom. He picked one at random and dropped his suitcase there before heading back down, only to find how much darker the sky was than a few minutes ago and the wind was already blowing harder. He sighed, realizing that the walk by the beach he had planned was definitely out of the question and to banish from his program for the evening, instead he headed for the fridge, eager to eat something. before throwing himself headlong into his work.
There he found something to make something quick, namely eggs, bacon and what looked like a tray of shredded carrot salad. He frowned at the thought of having to pay a large sum for grated carrots from the supermarket, not even a semblance of effort, when he had invested a huge amount of money in this project. Cooking didn't take him long, just like eating, he had to get the job done quickly because the work didn't wait and neither did the money,
especially since he was working on a very important file. He went back up to the bedroom on the first floor, opened his shoulder bag and took out his computer which he immediately turned on, the screen that jumped out in his face was a picture of him and Margaret, which gave him the want to throw the computer across the room. He calmed down all the same, settled on the soft bed whose sheets were clean and immediately connected to his company's website, accessing his files via a secure password that changed every week and that he alone and his secretary knew.
Time passed quickly, William was one of those who, when concentrating on their work, no longer paid attention to what was around them, so the poor fellow only noticed that his computer battery was low only at the moment where he died out completely. He swore in frustration and got up to fetch his laptop charger from his bag, only then there was a blackout, immediately plunging the villa into darkness and preventing him from charging his laptop. This time he nearly threw the magazine into his hands, but once again held back thinking he needed it for work. He wanted to get mad at the whole world that had been beating on him for a few days, but decided to be thoughtful and took the opportunity to take a deserved rest. So he lay down on his bed and closed his eyes, letting himself be lulled by the sound of the rain which began to fall violently outside.
His sleep, which had become deep, prevented him from hearing the roar of the sky, from seeing the unleashing of the sea and the powerful lightning that illuminated the city with its bright lights. Nor did he see that in the depths of the night, as gigantic waves formed in the raging sea, one of them particularly powerful crashed on the sand of his private beach, he did not didn't see the apparently naked body that she ejected and landed there. So he didn't know that as soon as the person landed on the sand, the wind that at that time seemed set to tear the roof off his house died down a few minutes later, and the powerful waves went away obediently. , only the sky remained darkened.