Isaac walked out the school's gate without even giving it one last look and began his journey to his ever lonely fortress.
He stopped by the supermarket and a pretty chestnut haired petite salesgirl entered his field of vision.
"Welcome to Ron's con- Oh? If it isn't my bratty cousin. What brings you here?" Meet Becca, the daughter of Isaac's scummy Uncle.
This entire supermarket belongs to her mother, note: this is not a convenience store, but rather a large ass fuck supermarket with carts and shit.
And his reasons for being here?
*Chuckle* let's keep that a secret.
"Ah! If it isn't my snarky Cousin! I just stopped by to see that radiant smile. It always lightens my day." Isaac replied, delivering lines as smooth as a baby's behind.
His reply drew a dry chuckle from Becca who just dismissed his shot as a random joke. But Isaac was far from done.
"Oh, Becca, why don't you stop by the house. I'm celebrating the successful graduation(expulsion )from highschool. Maybe we'll have a few cans of beer and eat some-"
"DONE! CRASH IN BY 7, NOW GET GOING!" She immediately agreed before chasing him out the store.
The tin smile on his lips proved the smoothness of his plan as his whistled back to his flat.
It took him another 15 minutes to get back to his apartment and an extra 3 to his flat, that's 18 fucking minutes to reach his fucking room.
But unlike how the room was meant to be, it appeared to be quite comfortable with the bed by the corner of the room, the computer a few feet away from the bed, the twin beanbags, the shaggy looking wooden closet on the end of the wall facing his bed and a tiny door leading to the tiny bathroom.
He dropped his bag on the bed and walked to the computer, took the flashdrive that was in his pocket which he snatched from the Dean's desk and inserted it into the computers.
Switching on the hidden router, he wore the earpiece connected to the computer and clicked it twice.
(... Good day Mr Waylon)
The robotic voice that sounded from the piece confirmed the successful connection. With a nod of his head he replied, "Morning Brick. How's the system running?" His question brought a brief moment of silence as the AI scanned the systems before giving a reply.
(15% faster than yesterday Sir.)
"Good. Run that flashdrive for me and scan in search for the documents concerning anything that has to do with the Hunter Company." Isaac spoke as he took out a bag of chips with indifference.
This AI bot was created from scratch with a budget of nothing but a scrappy 70$ cash and a virus infected computer that his neighbor had thrown away.
With his smart wits, he turned that virus into a trusty, powerful and virus immune Malware. Quite simple right?
Going through his phone which had cracks all over the screen, he stared at a picture of a brown haired beauty dressed quite skimpily stepping into a luxurious sports car. Swiping next, that same woman stepped out but this time in a more disheveled state with her dress hoisted high enough for one to see her purple panties. The next picture, a man stepped out the car with some cash, handing it over to her as she pressed her lips in his cheeks in appreciation. The woman in the screen appears to be Becca's mother, his Uncle wife... A mother of two grown ass children.
Isaac chuckled as he shook his head with an evil smile.
(... Materials and documents have been scanned. Preparing four documents with relatability to the Hunter Company.) Brick spoke and four documents popped up in PDF folders.
Isaac skimmed through the documents and nodded in thought. "Interesting."
(Indeed boss. It seems like Mr Rodolfo had intentions of selling the school to the Hunter Company. With a little digging, it seems like the Hunter Company who was a rival company to your parents company and your Uncle have some sort of illegal transactional agreement.)
"Yes. It is stated here that in three months time, and that was on September... We're in October, meaning there's only a month and 3 weeks for the due date." Isaac states as his fingers gently tapped the mouse in thought.
(That indeed is true Sir.) Brick praised his creator for his quick thinking.
"This can't be good. There is no way that I'll be able to execute my years of plan within a month and a half. If only I had gotten this info a bit earlier, I'd have brought that family and company to the very ground." Isaac muttered with a frown. His Uncle was made rich due to the vast wealth of his deceased parents, but didn't know how to maintain such mass wealth as he didn't make it with his hard earned sweat and squashed it all on nonsense... And now he wants to sell the school worth millions for spare change.
"Brick, I need you to scan the security footage of my uncle's house in the next 10 minutes. It looks like I'll have to start my plans with Becca first."
(Pardon my intrusion Sir, but exactly what time should I-) Brick questioned but Isaac cuts in.
"Let's do it 11pm three days back, that should be Friday night." Isaac spoke in affirmation.
Why did he choose Friday night of the previous week? He had always suspected the family being tangled and estranged in a tangled web of lies and deceit. What better day to do it if not today?
He quickly took off his clothes, dumped them in the laundry basket and walked in his bathroom, stepping out 10 minutes later with a towel wrapped round his hips and his wet torso exposed.
His toned up body filled with explosive muscles glowed with the droplets of water. His hair relaxed over his face due to their wet texture as he had just stepped out from the bath.
He walked over to the computer and a video as placed before him via Brick.
He pressed play.