Chapter thirteen

As he looked closer he saw who it was and he sighed in relief. 

It was Peter and 'Peter was absent-minded most of the time so he would not have noticed him come In.

Hey Pete, what are you doing?

I am just trying to fix this and it is giving me a had time.

Okay, let me help you mike replied.

It was one of the facilities that had loosened from its hold, the nut had let go from too much pressure and Pete had noticed and was trying to put it back in place.

Mike was impressed he did because Pete was always thinking of something no one really understood and so most of whatever he did was half-baked.

"Done," Mike said in a cheerful voice.

"You came early today , is anything the matter?", mike adde

"I have never seen you this early, are you having issues at home? he asked.

"No, I am not having issues", Pete said "I am training for the annual competition, master Antonio said I have to get in or I won't be able to further my training with him."

It was like a ritual to fight in the annual competition it was the mark that showed how well you have trained and if your training should continue Peter had failed twice and this was his last trial.

"Okay if you need any help, talk to me."

"Okay," Peter said.

Amber walked in and after a brief "hello" she started her stretches and faced the punching bag.

Mike watched her for a minute and then he spoke.

Your training now should be upstairs, you are done with your punishment.

But Antonio did not say so amber retorted.

I will only go back when he tells me to she added.

Mike saw the hunger in her eyes, the determination to be better and it made him happy.

He had learned she was don Vincente's granddaughter after he reported to Antonio about a man he had seen bug her.

From the description, he made Antonio identify the man as her grandfather's right-hand man.

And he was told not to interfere and just observe.

Which he did with due diligence, but the man had stopped coming after carl was sent to school abroad.

He and Antonio had speculated that 'it was because don Vicente wanted the young boy to take his place.

So he sent him abroad to a school like no other.

It was a nest for super-rich kids in London and the air to the Vicente throne was worth it.

So no alarms were raised.

Mike left and joined the others upstairs as the training commenced.

He could freely train wherever he felt at ease and he was now training upstairs.

It seems Antonio would not be coming today as he was never late.

And any day he missed it was because there was a business to tend to.

He thought about waiting for amber after training, it was part of his job but he liked it.

He hoped she would invite him for coffee just once.

Even tho he knew what would happen if he was caught in her apartment spending time with her but he did not care.

For him, she was trouble the kind that leads straight to the grave.

It was maybe his fate to bite the hand that feeds him, he thought.