Askew Alignment

John Dalton was returning home. Today, he was driving himself and had let go his driver. He even admonished his driver for being with him all the time. Just before placing himself into the driving seat he almost accused his driver of a spy destined to espionage him. Driver who was a short and grave man looked so shocked on these accusations as well this unstable attitude of his master. John saw his driver drenching into embarrassment from the back view mirror and frowned.

he wanted to go home faster and alone. He had too many scattered thoughts. These thought were striking his nerves with their sharp edging questions. He was worried over his revelations, his straightforward attitude in front of those agent which were nothing more than vultures, waiting for the flop scene enabled by John himself and thus they can see him drowning in to that thing happily.

His words were reverberating in his own mind. He remembered himself saying and little drops of sweat seemed to appear on his forehead.

"you are forgetting that by letting those stray dogs in the ambience of company could have halt our business, they would confiscate the property and scrutinize our every business affair. Our future is at immense jeopardy, Joshua!".

Now he was repenting over his own words. He stroked his right hand on the middle of steering making the horn blaring:

"Who on the earth would call an investigative Agent "stray dogs".

He never had liked Joshua. He thought of him a passively aggressive person who doesn't fight back but does hurt you back when you are no longer aware of his intentions. In the business world , people need to double cross each other , it has been normalised but for Joshua , someone who has once played with him in a quest of serving one's reasons, that person is never forgiven by Joshua.

And now when John had been too expressive in front of him nagging and complaining about the method of investigation of federal agents, he had become aware of his mistake that could be proven fatal for his business life.

His nonchalant and aggressive attitude must have made every present in the meeting to turn their heads around. they could possibly interweave a conspiracy against him.

"you are bad John, you are bad"

John was such a person who has always thought high of himself, undefeatable and invincible person. For him ," undermining his ego" was a word found in his dictionary.

He was getting closer to his house where nobody would be waiting for him, neither his wife nor his children. He had such an atmosphere of family where everyone had already alienated each other.

He himself had never taken interest in his wife . For him, business was his darling. He was always occupied by this stuff. In the initial stage of his new involvement in business, his wife tried to lure him back from becoming workaholic but circumstances twisted in a way that his life shrunk into business-activities only.

He reached home. He saw his son James sitting on sofa, badly involved in playing a video game. James didn't even mind the arrival of his dad, didn't greet him as normal kids do. He remained sitting on sofa and assumed the same position as it was before. John didn't even try to greet him too. He simply ignored and went to his room.

In the room, his wife was sitting around her dressing table couch, was getting ready to go some party. She smiled back in a very acerbic way and John stared at her with cold eye.

"a person like you should never be such an easy prey to investigative agents. "she exclaimed.

John was always up to a fight .he was relentless and when it came to fight a woman, he never ignored the edges he got over her in a fight.

" I don't mind you being so influential but you may need to keep your nose out of it, otherwise....."

His wife frowned and interrupted him , she always thought of John envious of her influence as an owner of a defence company. She was coordinating with various high profile defence companies of the state and this was how her knowledge about what had happened at goldstone realty was not surprising for John.

"How can I stay so non-chalant of what's happening to my husband" she tried to caress the sideburns of John's head while there was a mocking smile on her face. John pushed back her hand with sheer anger.

"you just need to keep these dogs in their limits, don't let their bridle loose enough that they get killed in a run over"

He said and hurried to shut himself in his study which was attached with his bedroom. This was his study room where he managed to spend here, various hours of his day usually, without any interruption. He used to give thoughts to various aspects of his life meticulously only in this room.