The Selection

" If you are looking for crazy, rude, loves to ride .then that would me, good to see you again, Mr. Carlton" The ever-familiar voice which Mason hoped he wouldn't have to hear again came from behind him

He sighed silently and sent a quick prayer up to the heavens hoping God exists

"Thank you, sirs," he said to the old man

"oh yer, look at that. rich ass kid be thanking us"one of the old men pointed out with a crooked laugh

"he courteous huh?" the other asked, seeming to find it hard to hear

" ye, you deaf old man. he courteous" another replied with a laugh and they all suddenly started laughing altogether, all this while, Mason was caught in a bind staring at the senile old men who seemed so old not to know the history of America itself

"Mr. Carlton?" Bryan called out to him and that seemed to snap him out of his train of thoughts

Mason sighed finally and turned around to face what he feared would be his nemesis

"Byran" Mason stated and started walking away from the old men and his sister's supposed friend.

"walk with me" he finally added after a while not wanting to say much in the presence of the old men or rather in the environment they were currently in

Bryan smiled as he walked Mason's retreating back

"Cute kinda" he muttered lowly to himself before tossing a cigarette pack to the old men who

hurriedly snatched it up and shot him a smile each

He smiled back at them and started walking up to meet up with Mason who was walking away as fast and elegantly as he could

"Wait up, Mr. Carlton" he called out with a snicker not caring if Mason heard it or not but whether the latter heard or not, he was not a big fan of Bryan no matter what he did so the annoyed glaring look on his face didn't fade from his face

Mason just walking on but came to an abrupt stop when he came face to face with a dead end

"I told you to wait up sir." Byran finally said catching up to him, he just stood there at a far distance from Mason, his hand stuck deep down in his jean pockets, flapping gum as loudly as he could with his signature smirk planted fully on his face

"You were heading to a dead end and I knew that. your car is at the other side of this building, there is the iron gate that you passed through. let's hope your car is still intact by the time we get there though" he added

Maybe that might have not been Byran's intentions but the last phrase he uttered seemed to snap Mason out of his disgusting thoughts

"wait what, what do you mean by that?" by then, he was already walking steadily fast towards the small iron gate that led to the carpark, Byran struggled to catch up with him but out of the corner of his eyes, Mason saw him pick up an iron rod and run towards him

There was a slight pause as Mason noticed Byran get closer and closer to him and it was only after a few seconds that he realized the edge of the iron rod had made contact with something else rather than him.

"I thought I told you not to operate in my neighborhood," Bryan said and for the first time, Mason heard a serious tone of a man from him, he was slightly surprised as he watched the victim, a young man in a green hoodie and baggy cargo pants on the ground grimacing in pain on the floor

"didn't mean to " the guy replied in slight pain

The iron rod dropped to the floor with a clanging sound from Byran's hand and his face returned to its normal gaze as he stared at the young guy indifferently with no emotions in his eyes

"Give it back and get the hell out of here. Now!" he ended on a high note and that was when Mason saw his wallet being returned to him, he couldn't believe the scene that just occurred as the young guy rubbing his affected arm walked away from them. he didna know what to say until Byran spoke

"Lead the way, Mr. Carlton," he said

*****

The young kids in the neighborhood sent stares their way with murmurs as the two men walked back to Mason's car

"I am guessing you will have to haul your car away from here," Byran said and that was when Mason noticed that his car tires were flat

"I guess so"He finally uttered a word, looking up at the skies, he added

"Byran Holding, You are being officially selected to come for an interview at Carlton's technologies, tomorrow 8 am sharp with whatever documents you have for the post of the Personal Assistant of the CEO"