New Allegiance

Joshua was heading home. His walk was little staggered, he seemed to be wounded, his nose was bleeding and there was a bruise on his forehead too. He opened the door to his house with a great difficulty and got inside. Here nobody was there. This large house seemed empty like never before. He crossed few blocks and fell to the ground. He was so exhausted that he could not move even a single step ahead. There was no one to carry him to his bed. No support. Either human or non-human which could empathise him , could make him forget what wrong had happened with him.

He didn't knew when the huge looking Safe in the hallway opened and there came various people outside. They came to the place where Joshua was laying down exasperated. They looked down on him. They were cynical of his situation.

" Although we expected this kind of weakness from you Joshua, attributed by your age bitt we never thought that will express it that way".

He was familiar with sound, a feminine beautiful voice, so patronising, so condescending. It was Ellen's. John Dalton's wife.

Joshua didn't utter a word. He managed to said only this thing " you cannot black mail me like this". "you all made me do this thing and now you are pinning all the blame on me"." Don't you know I m an alone old man, who got nothing to lose."

People laughed at him pitying himself. He appeared absurd to them. Joshua was doing great between all of them.

" come on Joshua, don't be hard on yourself. You aren't this bad yourself."

Few man gave him their hands and he picked two random hands. These hands forced him to stand up on his ground. Joshua cried out of pain and there was a deep laughter followed his moaning.

He walked towards the L-shaped sofa. Sat there with groans and pains. He asked in an addressing manner to all of them. They were people from the giant industrial world. Few them were state secretaries appointed in the federal institute of industrial management, few were from charitable organizations and few were investigative agents. Joshua spotted those two agents who were continually visiting his Goldstone realty. Who had troubled John Dalton frequently and now it seemed that it was his term of becoming victims of these power pigs , who, like a force of gravity wanted to erase his identity from business world completely. It was astonishing for him how people had exploited his innocence and made him do their dirty work. Now he seemed like surrounded by these people. It was rather impossible for him to rebel. These people made him think of prostrating to their will and he got not choice than to submit to them.