Chapter Twenty: Final Preparation.

Quickly I headed towards the Mechanic shop. Entering, I saw Matthew jnr at work. I looked around, not seeing the old man in sight.

"Pops ?"

"Still asleep" His voice calm, plus his attention completely stolen by the item he was working on.

"What do you need ?"

"A writing scanner."

"$500 for one."

"Alright."

He stood up, reaching for the item and passing it on to me. I stared at the writing scanner, it shape resembling that scanner the shop rite chick usually scans my purchases with in my previous life.

"Do you want to make good money ?"

"What do you mean ?"

"I mean sales in the hundreds."

Suddenly he stopped what he was doing and looked up.

"What do you mean ?" He asked again.

"You're not afraid of been scammed by me?"

"Why would I? Pa likes you and Ma liked you while she was still alive, you're like family. "

I nodded softly at his words, I had no idea he felt that way about me. It was refreshing to hear, it meant I could trust him. And also work with him.

"Alright, I'm about to pull off a prank, more like a scam. "

"I figured out that much, considering your many books with empty pages in the storage ring. "

I stared at him, mouth opened in shock.

How did he know ?

"My eyes, nothing escapes my sight."

I stared at him, with an expression of could you explain further please.

He simply smiled, a brief and short one. The first I had seen ever since his mom kicked the bucket.

"I guess you know what I'm planning then ?" I asked as he shooked his head negatively.

"Okay." I replied in an unconvinced manner as I requested for something else.

Few minutes later, with the books all placed on a mettalic table, a robotic hand began to write some words on the first pages as the the writings were completely invisible to the naked eyes.

"And in order for them to read this, they would need this ?" Matthew Jnr asked as I nodded my head in a satisfactory manner, the moment the last one was done.

"And that's where you come in...they must all purchase it from your shop.."

"Or else, they wouldn't be able to see the writings." He nodded his head in an acknowledged manner as I packed up the books quickly.

"I never took you for one who would indulge in crime." I commented as Matthew went back to work.

"I'm guided by my own morals and my own morals do not conform to that of this world."

"Meaning?"

"What might be wrong in society, in my own books could be right."

Okay, I think we just met a psychopath. Met ? The appropriate word should be realized.

"So if a man commits murder, in the view of society, it's wrong, but in yours it could be right ?"

"Exactly."

"Isn't it just you doing and living by what pleases you then ?"

Matthew jnr stopped for a second as he looked at the ceiling of the shop before continuing.

"Not exactly. Circumstances affects our actions. For example the murderer might have been compelled to kill because of the circumstances he found himself. "

"So there's a valid reason to kill?" I asked with a smile dancing on my lips. He's about to fall into my trap.

"Of course. Isn't that why soldiers back from wars aren't arrested. "

I like this one, I will take him.

"I would be having more jobs in the future, I could use a man like you."

"Sure....how many pieces are you expecting to come by ?" He asked as I opened the front door, the bright light flooding in.

"At least fifty to a hundred."

"Alright. "

"Have a nice day!" I called out, only hearing a grunt to my reply as I figured he must have already exhausted the total number of words he was to say today. That was one of the major reasons, we both didn't get along during our teenage years. He was older than me, but not by much, and so he still fell within my age bracket. He didn't like speaking, and only spoke when the conversation was interesting or something important was asked. In most cases after speaking for a while he would go mute and not say a word until the next day. When asked why, he would reply with a straight face that his subscription didn't cover extra words. Whatever that meant.

Immediately, I hurried myself towards our meeting point.

I had earlier told Pearl to run to the market with Adianne and head towards the Bakers shop, close to the one selling pork soup. She should ask for Katherina and wait for me.

Heading towards the bakery and seeing both girls waving at me joyfully melted my heart.

It was good to have those who cared for you.

"You girls good ?"

I asked Pearl as she slipped into my arms and Adianne looked on shyly.

"Come on girl." My voice quite sultry, a bright smile on her face, my other hand wrapping around her waist as I pulled her in.

"You didn't tell me you had two women already ?" Katherina said as she walked into the stall front.

"Hey Katherina, I see you have met my family. "

"Girls, this is Katherina and Katherina this is Pearl and Adianne."

"Yeah, we have already met, and I heard you took her out on a date. " Pearl said her eyes telling me how serious she was.

I stared at Katherina who laughed and winked at me.

Women! Why make things difficult for men!

"Oh shit! We are late for school!"

I said dramatically, adding some flair. I immediately bade Katherina farewell and took off. Pearl and Adianne followed suit, as Pearl yelled out the things she would do to me when she caught me. Things like :

"I'm not sharing you with another person, except Adianne!"

"And I would squeeze you till you cry out my name!"

Hopefully it would be a good squeeze. The one we are all thinking...he.he.he.