Chapter 2... Stupidity
Fast forward 13 years from then and my dad was not with me anymore. He was not dead, just distant. I could talk to him, but only from a hospital bed and the only response I got would be a flicker of his finger. His skin was pale, his breathing haggard, even when they put him on oxygen. His eyes had not opened for 3 years. I wondered how long he thought he was in there. If he could feel how long his black hair had grown or feel when I would shave the steady stubble of his beard once every week. I missed him. I needed him to see I had been able to expand our empire.
Three weeks after Cooper had told me of our meeting with Dan Field, Cander had taken a chance, to make B&G and Cain Industries financial partners. B&G was a copper mining company, and unknown to me, they had just found a financial jackpot in Ribba, one of the Gypsy towns up North. The gypsies were in dire need of money and sold the mine at a mediocre price. They had not known they were 5 metres from an almost limitless amount of copper. We are a metal manufacturing company, and given that copper is pretty famous in the electrical business it is one of our best sellers. An opportunity like this was all we needed, and for the first time in my life, I did not need to keep checking on the stats. Everything was going well and both B&G and Cain Industries had more money than they needed. All I wished was that such an opportunity could bring my dad back, but the doctors kept telling me they had done all they could. It was all up to him now.
I had no reason to go to work for years if my calculations were right, and now, I was lonely. The day I got the news I asked Keith, my body guard, to take me home. There was nothing to do at the office anymore so we took the elevator down to floor Zero and went down the tunnels. The tunnels had been a little secret passageway my dad had made for me so I could visit him at work if I ever needed him. Just as you get off the elevator there\"s a safety kit with swimming gear and flash lights along with a tiny first aid kit just in case. So like my dad.
There was a small walkway that took you to an underground lake. When you got to the lake, there was a speed boat that led to a bridge pretty close to my house. Pretty cheesy, am I right? I always wondered if the staff that cleaned this place up everyday hated me. Imagine having to sanitize just where someone walks only because she says she thinks more when she walks barefoot. Even I think it\"s crazy, but it\"s just how I am. This was how I came and went from work everyday. I only ever went outside when I was at home and even then, noone but the staff members knew what I looked like. In order to secure a job at Cain, you had to swear that you would keep my identity a secret, dad\"s orders. A little too much, I thought, till I got kidnapped 3 years ago.
I had had a big fight with my dad and I walked out on him. Only then had my dad told the world that he had a daughter and she was missing. Little had we both known that people would take this as an opportunity to bring down the biggest businessman in Krugger. I had been kidnapped two hours after my dad\"s broadcast. Krugger was a big city and as a person who never left the house I was the easiest bait. I got hungry so I went to the nearest coffee shop. I ordered a sandwich but I had not thought to carry any money with me, so I had to give it back. An older man, his face probably the origin of scary, offered to pay for it for me along with a cup of coffee, which I also desperately needed.
Three weeks after Cooper had told me of our meeting with Dan Field, Cander had taken a chance, to make B&G and Cain Industries financial partners. B&G was a copper mining company, and unknown to me, they had just found a financial jackpot in Ribba, one of the Gypsy towns up North. The gypsies were in dire need of money and sold the mine at a mediocre price. They had not known they were 5 metres from an almost limitless amount of copper. We are a metal manufacturing company, and given that copper is pretty famous in the electrical business it is one of our best sellers. An opportunity like this was all we needed, and for the first time in my life, I did not need to keep checking on the stats. Everything was going well and both B&G and Cain Industries had more money than they needed. All I wished was that such an opportunity could bring my dad back, but the doctors kept telling me they had done all they could. It was all up to him now.
I had no reason to go to work for years if my calculations were right, and now, I was lonely. The day I got the news I asked Keith, my body guard, to take me home. There was nothing to do at the office anymore so we took the elevator down to floor Zero and went down the tunnels. The tunnels had been a little secret passageway my dad had made for me so I could visit him at work if I ever needed him. Just as you get off the elevator there\"s a safety kit with swimming gear and flash lights along with a tiny first aid kit just in case. So like my dad.
There was a small walkway that took you to an underground lake. When you got to the lake, there was a speed boat that led to a bridge pretty close to my house. Pretty cheesy, am I right? I always wondered if the staff that cleaned this place up everyday hated me. Imagine having to sanitize just where someone walks only because she says she thinks more when she walks barefoot. Even I think it\"s crazy, but it\"s just how I am. This was how I came and went from work everyday. I only ever went outside when I was at home and even then, noone but the staff members knew what I looked like. In order to secure a job at Cain, you had to swear that you would keep my identity a secret, dad\"s orders. A little too much, I thought, till I got kidnapped 3 years ago.
I had had a big fight with my dad and I walked out on him. Only then had my dad told the world that he had a daughter and she was missing. Little had we both known that people would take this as an opportunity to bring down the biggest businessman in Krugger. I had been kidnapped two hours after my dad\"s broadcast. Krugger was a big city and as a person who never left the house I was the easiest bait. I got hungry so I went to the nearest coffee shop. I ordered a sandwich but I had not thought to carry any money with me, so I had to give it back. An older man, his face probably the origin of scary, offered to pay for it for me along with a cup of coffee, which I also desperately needed.
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