2 The first meet
Alexandra
"Dad?"
Sweet
"I could have killed you"
"Not that you would mind" he said
I stood silent for a second.
"Yeah, I wouldn't". I took my legs off him and helped him up.
"What are you doing here?"
"It's good to see you too" he said sarcastically.
"What"
"Can't I visit my daughter anymore?"
"You never visit me without an agenda, so what is it"
"So I got a call from grand pops lawyer last week about some money that he left in your name. According to him, pops said he should not disclose this to anyone even in the will. And it should be told directly to you when you turn 30"
"Then why did he reach out to you"
"He said he tried teaching you but couldn't. It turns out it was your previous number that was given to him so he contacted me, the daddy and next of kin. He wants to meet to discuss the terms required to access the money"
"So you came all the way from Chicago to DC to tell me that I have an appointment with grand pops lawyer?"
"Pretty much"
I gave him the cut that crap look.
"I wanted to see how you were doing" he said.
"After what? 10 years? Wow dad, you really care" I said as I turned to go to my room.
"I do care"
"Tell the lawyer we can meet tomorrow at the coffee shop down the corner" I said as I went up the stairs and to my room.
He really was just a god of bad timing. He thinks he can just show up at my doorsteps 10 years later and act like it's okay.
No it's not. It can never be.
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After going to battle with my dad in my head for hours, I decided to rest and now, am woken to a warm ray of sun shine and this thing that won't stop ringing.
What is the use of an alarm again??
God I need help, save me from this sound cause I still need it for tomorrow.
I got dressed as quick as possible and before I knew it I was at the coffee shop.
When I got there I didn't know what to do, all I could do was get surprised. My mom is here.
"What is this. Family convention" I said as I sat on one the chairs.
"Hey sweet heart" my mom said
"Hey mom. Dad. And you must be the lawyer. Am Alexandra Snow" I said as I St stretched my hand towards him.
"Adam Rawlins" he said and we shook hands.
"So my father tells me that grand pa left something for me"
"Yes. In his will he stated that this shouldn't be disclosed to you only when you turn 30. So you have a house and a car in your name and a huge sum of money all in your name"
"How huge is this sum?"
"Lets just say a couple of millions. Even a college and trust fund for a Mr Danny, but to be given to you directly to hand over to him"
"I would say, then send it over but am sensing a but"
"But, you have to meet a certain requirement"
"What is that?"
"You have to get married in the next one month"
My hearing has just seized
"What do you mean I have to get married in the next one month?"
"That is what your grandfather wanted and that is the only way you are getting everything written in this will"
"Well you can keep the money and the house because I already got one and am good. But am not getting married"
"Ms. I don't think you…" the lawyer said before my dad cut him shut.
"Consider it done" my dad said and I turned to look at him as my eyes widened.
"Would it be rude of me to ask if you are crazy"
"Yes it would be. And it will also be crazy for you to turn down such an offer"
"Am not getting married for money. I want to get married on my own terms"
"But sweet heart you are not the only one at stake here"
I shook my head.
"This is not right. Dad I know you have a hand in this"
"See. This is why I brought your mother. I told you she wasn't going to believe me"
"Baby forget about your father. This is not about him or you or me. This is about Danny. You might have all the money in the world but he doesn't and he needs it"
"And don't give me that modesty crap. I had the liberty of going through your financial records and you are not doing as well as you sound" my dad said
"Stan" mom called
"What. Am the one being honest here. I knew it would come to this though I didn't want this but your accounts have been frozen. And if you want them back, you will have to get married"
"Oh so now it's family blackmail time huh"
"Call it what you want"
"Well what I don't like I don't do no matter what and you can't force me. And you can't do that to me, you have no right"
"Sweet heart, am a General. I can and will do it. Caroline" he said, stopping my mom from speaking. "I love you and so did your grandfather. He told me to ensure that this happens, that you get all these things. And these were his dying words. So don't do it for me, do it for him. And stop thinking about yourself, the world doesn't revolve around you" he said then stood up and left the shop.
"Sweet heart I really don't have much of a say in this but for your grandfather's sake and Danny's, please get married. Please. Goodbye sweetie" she said before she got up and also left the shop.
What the hell am I going to do?
I can't get married, not now.
Am not ready.
I was still deep in thought when my phone began to ring.
"Snow" I said as I picked up the call
"We got a body on North West of Elm Street 20018" Gwen said
"Be there in a minute"
I got up from my sit immediately and headed for my car.
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"Hey, faster than I thought" Steven said
"What can I say, this is what gets me up in the morning" I said as I fist bumped Joe
"What do we got"
'I asked Gwen as she approached me.
"Hope you've had breakfast" she asked me and I knew what that meant. She stopped the medics as they were carrying the body on a stretcher and unzipped the body bag. As suspected.
Gross. Thank God I had breakfast.
"How can I ever forget when I don't know if this is what awaits me every morning" I said with a sarcastic smile.
"How you still smile after seeing this stuff I still don't know. Even after 6 years, I can't even give a fake one" Gwen said
"Well information without body parts will brighten up my day with a real smile" I said and she smirked.
"Owen Fletcher, age 33. Worked in an insurance company in Illinois Chicago" Gwen said as we bent to cross the yellow FBI tape.
"That's quite a distance"
"I know. He came to town for a friends weeding, which took place on Saturday after that he went straight home and this morning was found here. 5 blocks away from his home" Joe said
"Neighbour's see or hear anything" I asked
"Apart from gun shots, no" Gwen answered
"Any witnesses?"
"Yeah, Mr. six-piece suit over there, covered in blood. He is the one who dialled 911, but he isn't talking till he sees his lawyer" Joe said.
I looked to the direction of the guy and shook my head before I started walking up to him. And all he was doing was complaining.
"Guys, please can you move a little. I want to see his face" I said and the people cleaning his face moved aside.
"Good day Sir I'm Special Agent Alexandra Snow"
"What the hell is good about the day? Can't you see am covered in fucking blood?"
"Well, red is an undeniably bright colour, I'm pretty sure I will see it from a mile away".
"You think it's funny. Bitch don't touch me" he said to one of the ladies cleaning him up.
"Losing your badge would be so great, I could sue you know" he added.
"You could try, but it will be a complete waste of your time. And yeah red on white is funny. But do you know what is not funny, you being rude. So let's start over. Good day Sir what is your name" I ask mustering all the politeness I could.
"Do you know who I am, everybody knows who I am. Richest CEO..." He kept ranting and I just stood there looking at him.
"What?" He asked as he stopped ranting and saw me looking at him.
"1, she doesn't care, 2, she doesn't care and 3, she is not interested in what you are saying. Which also means she doesn't care" Gwen said.
"Name Sir" I said then he sighed and took a deep breath before answering me.
"Christopher Baxter"
