How much time do you spend on your bed, it's not about getting up early and ready to work that matters or sleepy head is the laziest, it's about getting up early and aware of what's to come because everyone has enemies that you might not know so get up before someone kills you in your sleep.
" Lock the door Fred he's coming "
" who " the second asked.
" The locksmith ".
City bells rocking London at midnight there stood Winston by the street with no one around the street was completely empty, though it's night time so nobody was expected to be walking the streets, Winston still stood still with an expression of confusion, how he got there he had no idea, turning around he noticed his brother Collins with a cold blooded stare dressed like a gentleman and was holding a gun, from the building beside him his sister walked out smiling cunningly.
' What is this ' he asked ' where do you think Winston?'
' This is hell and the beginning of your suffering ' his sister added, before he could say anything Collins shot straight to his chest.
' what's happening, I don't understand ' Winston asked without any response Catherine walked up to Winston's who by now was kneeling before he could say any further she said ' Am sorry Clinton he has to die' and then shot him in the head.
As soon as the shot was fired Clinton woke up screaming the word ' NO ' he sat still thinking about his dream panting profusely with a mixture of confusion and fear.
" Finally you are awake, get up get ready and let's go for a walk" Winston said about going out.
" wait... wait..wait you've been here for how long" Clinton asked by now he was a little calm.
" Like I said get up and let's go for a walk" Winston added and walked out.
THE GOOD.
The sky was bright and cleared, the sun shined purely on the highways and the city park was busy, it was a Monday afternoon and Charles sat on the bench by the gates of the park, he was on his lunch break but his attitude and expression was seen clearly he was bored, a son of a noble man, and from a family known popularly as the locksmith, a noble family they were but the truth is he is bored to the core because his mother was once close to the family, it's quite funny why his mother has no custody over any of his siblings, she stopped coming to visit when he turned 16, he once asked his father where she lives and why she stopped visiting but his father being more concentrated on his business and plans so he just went with the flow and continued his life.
His father working all several means of making him the successor of his business and holding up the family name but he derived every ways to tell his father no and to work his own path to make his own dream come of being a successful businessman all this plan was made when he was 17, when he turned 18 he left home to pursue his career in college and ever since he. hadn't returned to London.
The lunch period went normal, so he stood up and went back to the office.
Successful he is in every part of life he touches but the exceptional part was having a partner to love and trust, which made him thinking everyday he's far away from his family but the one thing they mostly share was lacking trust to the people around them especially women but to a loved one he knew and has been hearing about Catherine locksmith the loyal child and the one with the most trusting talent sometimes he wonder how she was able to do it or did she practice or is she pretending to love, that's the one error with Charles locksmith now popularly known as Charles Kingston his father's step family's name the Kingstons.
" Sir a phone call came in not long ago that it was urgent" mirabelle his secretary said as soon as she noticed him walking in.
" Did the person stated his name " he asked.
" yes sir he said..uhm... Winston locksmith " she replied.
And hearing the name brought back old memories of two of them actually hating each how were they Brothers to each other, when mom left he was as focused with dad to balance the family business what insolence, but instead of saying anything about it he laughed and told his secretary " Am in new York and they are in London so I have nothing to be afraid of ".
" But sir..
" Do not worry Cameron, whoever called you is causing no harm to the company and has no right to do calm down and get me ready for the meeting okay " he said smiling at her she used her head to respond then he walked into his office, as soon as the door was shut his mind became restless for no good reason, why would his most hated relative be calling him at a time like this, how the hell did he remember that he still existed thoughts were now scrambling in his head mixed with questions that has no answer.
His phone rang this time it was his mobile phone, he looked at the number it wasn't any he could know so he ignored whispering ' unknown numbers ' the phone rang again out of anger he decided to answer it with rage he asked
" Who is this"
" So because you are a successful businessman in a famous city you've forgotten about family eh?" as soon as the voice spoke he recognized it, it was his brother Clinton.
" How did you get this number?" he asked.
" Does it matter after all we are related so I have every right to contact you or am I not ".
By now Charles was frustrated and angry.
" It doesn't matter what identity you have or the imaginary family that crashed two years ago, Charles you can't change the fact of you being a locksmith " Clinton spoke in the phone.
" You crazy freak don't ever call this line again " Charles said in annoyance.
" Before you hang up the phone know this, I know your biggest secret you murderer, and so you know it could crumble the business, how will they feel Charles those below you, it's time to pull up your big boy pants and help the family business " Clinton spoke with his voice steadier.
" So you want to blackmail me Clinton " Charles asked.
" No, you are my big brother and I respect you for that so I can't blackmail you unjustly, so ease up am a friend not an enemy " Clinton replied.
" And if I fully refuse?" Charles asked.
" Hmmm what do you think, nothing bad will happen, but note this down Charles, if Winston and I goes down they will go after Collins and Catherine if they succeed in taking those two out who do you think they are gonna go after after all you are the first son of Aaron locksmith " as he concluded the line went dead.
After the call Charles received from Clinton he imagined himself being shot at for a crime he knows nothing of.
He sat down in his room trying to do some paperwork for the next for work but nothing interesting came to his mind apart from the dangers of being a locksmith is their a way out? unfortunately their isn't.
The big secret, a secret able to break open his success, does Clinton really knows about because the way he sounds signifies something is, Clinton's smart and is willing to throw everything at him to make him sorry for family and run to them to help what a clever plan though the boy in the past who normally gets passionate over little happenings 'no' he insisted not to fall in their plots it have any part with their so called business.
From a young stage and even in their family's history Charles was the most secretive and logical, in terms of respect he had it, trust, fame, wealth, and most of all persistence in times of getting what he wants.
When Charles turned 17 something tragic happened that changed his life for good, it was a sunny day a Saturday and the 17year old Charles was escaping from some street bullies, he ran some kilometers he soon took a turn which led him to a dead end he turned quickly about to find another route to his escape, he was about running out when the bullies he walked in smiling at him with terrifying glare that showed pleasure and anger.
" Going somewhere Charles?" one of them asked.
" uhm uhm guys let's talk about things I'll pay, I'll do whatever you want please let me be " he replied.
" talk, whoa whoa whoa there Charles, you know what you did was unforgivable so this is how you pay " their leader replied him and with that they turned him to a punching bag, he endured to some extent raised his head a little saw a brick lying on the floor he couldn't move to get it or tried to he was completely weak.
After they satisfied themselves beating Charles up they were about to leave with some laughing, he struggled picked up the brick and with his last strength ran towards their leader screaming ' I hate you all' and with one swing their leader was on the floor body numb, head bleeding, the rest became terrified and ran away.
Before the cops and ambulances arrived the boy was already dead, the plain truth was that Charles has blood in his hands and that's a part of the big secret.
He had no rest through out the night he was restless so he went to work late, while everyone was anticipating where the boss is he walks in dressed up casually an act that has never been done everyone was surprised.
" Sir is everything okay" his secretary managed to ask after some huge minutes of stare.
" As you can see everything is going well, am going to London Cameron and I don't know when I'll be back so I handed business to my trusted assistant Joel, please give him the respect he needs " he said to her.
" I don't understand sir, is this goodbye or you are going on a vacation" she asked.
" Consider it the boss long vacation" he said and walked out smiling cunningly.
Is he doing the right thing going back to London after all this year's, that's the problem of being in his fucked up family doing things without thought.
Backed up with a smiling face he whispered ' I can't just escape my past can i ' and boarded a taxi to the airport.