It was 11.00 am, and the scene of a nice but simple apartment. Not too big, it consists of two rooms opposite each other, a kitchen, a living room with a TV, and the most beautiful view from the balcony. Beside the kitchen was a study room. A kitchen and awesome scents of morning breakfast.
Cheese omelet on the table along with a cup of coffee. The man was standing next to the stove making some bread. The man had bandages on his head and one of his arms, and some bandages on his chest too. He was wearing a shirt with buttons on the front. The bread was completely brown on both sides he took it off the pan onto the plate and sat on the chair next to the table to have breakfast then suddenly the bell rang.
He got up and went towards the door, Jones was standing in front.
" Come in", and Devil gives him a way to enter the apartment. He offered Jones breakfast but Jones told him he had breakfast before leaving home.
" Devil you asked me to meet you at 11.00, Was everything right?"
" A person, probably a biker"
"What?"
" He didn't care about a child on the way so why should I care about him."
" That's why you got injured"
Silence. " Devil you got injured for saving a child on the bike racing track."
Pause. Silence again.
" Ok so now what, should I kill him."
" No just torture him so that he could feel the pain the child's mother felt when she thought her only world was about to die," he said taking a bite of his breakfast.
" I understand", He saw the Devil eating his breakfast. " What about Harry?"
" That's on me don't worry."
Jones left the apartment.
Devil finished his breakfast and went to the parking to see his crashed bike. The bike's paint was worn out. Some white lines were visible on Ninja's main body. The fuel tank was leaking. He called someone and the short man was there in no time. He was wearing a workshop uniform. He was probably a man working in a cars and bikes workshop.
" Yes sir how can I help you."
" Take the bike, mend it, and make it like it was earlier. Tell your boss that the payment will be after work."
The workshop man took it. Devil was about to turn towards his BMW m5 when he heard a girl's voice behind him.
" You are that bike racer?", This was Ava.
" Yes," No long replies, that was his rule.
" You saved my niece, I want to thank you for saving her."
" No problem"
" Why are you so rude?" Ava was frustrated.
" Because that's who I am." Ava was about to speak again but he interrupted, " I have work to do, just go." then he sat in his car and drove away.
Ava stood their still and the flowers in her hand died away.