18 Her Lucky Day

Crescent was in no mood for a Monday. She had spent all weekend thinking about her ordeal with the Montarini Prince. Her dreams too, or nightmares, had been bothering her even more. It must be the stress brought by her recent predicament that made her dreams appear more realistic. If only she could do something about it but having such a problem for a few years now, she knew that not even the brightest therapist in her home country can help.

"Are we close?" She dragged her eyes to the driver of the taxi cab she was in. Since it was a Monday, traffic was inevitable and Crescent could only hope that no trouble was waiting for her in the office. Hopefully, everyone is having a Monday fever and that no one had noticed her absence just yet.

"Just right in the corner Miss," The driver answered and his words got Crescent's attention and made her realize she was indeed close to the office. For how in the world was she still staying in that taxi when a little walk would probably solve half of her problems then, she had no idea. She however acknowledged that her mind was so occupied by the prince's visit she had never gotten the chance to check where she was at right then.

"Well, here's my fare," She handed to the driver and exited the car. They were in the middle of a busy street but since the traffic was heavy, she easily got herself out of the streets without worrying about her safety. For what she was seeing, there's no chance for a rushing car to bump into her accidentally as the heavy traffic halted each of them in the middle of a usual Monday.

When she got onto the sidewalks though, it was filled with half-walking-half-running people, their briefcases and morning phone talks. Easing herself into the crowd, Crescent started walking to a familiar direction when her phone suddenly rang.

"Hi," She answered as she braced herself for the bad news. As always, Georgi would never call her at this time of the day if it isn't bad news. "I'm ready…just get straight to it,"

"Bad news," She heard him sighed. "They were all looking for you,"

"Please tell me it has nothing to do with the master thief project again," She begged. She's just so done with the talks about the Master Thief project. Right then, she was starting to think that project was her eternal curse. "I'm just so done with it Georgi,"

"Nope. Ah-ah, this one is big. Something not related to it," For some reasons, Georgi's tone changed into something Crescent thought was excitement. Did he not just tell her he brought bad news? Why was he getting excited for such bad news?

"Spill the beans dude," Crescent just shook the thought of Georgi's sudden change of tone. Perhaps she just misheard his empathy for excitement.

"Boss….brace yourself…"

"What is it?"

"Ahmmm….ahmmm…where you at right now?"

"Just right around the corner,"

"You'd better hurry,"

"Georgi, just tell me what it is.." Crescent kind of stopped when the man seemed to be driving her nuts. "What the heck is all this that you are having trouble telling me?"

She and Georgi had gone through the worst in Median Telecommunications and so they were kind of used to delivering bad news to each other as if it was nothing. This was actually the first time that Crescent felt like Geogri was having a hard time telling her something. Was the news really that bad?

"Davina is fuming with anger,"

"That's not even bad news," She rolled her eyes and shook her head before she started her pace again. She could already see Median Telecommunication nearby and all she had to do was cross another street. "I'm here in front. Tell me where she's at so I can avoid her. Don't really have time for her tantrums today,"

"Go straight to Mr. Wandley's office," Georgi told.

"Right," She answered casually but after a minute she realized that Georgi mentioned the name of one of the executives. "Mr. Wandley? But why?"

"Well…apparently…ahm…how do I say this," Georgi's response was giving Crescent some serious confusion. For all she knew, Georgi never had problems dealing with his tongue and would even utter words recklessly even when he's not allowed to. Hearing him murmuring like he was having trouble saying something was just too weird for Crescent to handle.

"Georgi…what's happening with you? Calm down…take a deep breath.." Crescent instructed as she looked from left to right before she crossed the street. "You sound like a you are losing some sh*t…"

"I am losing my sh*t! My God Crescent!" Georgi cussed at the other line. "Apple and I were losing our sh*it's since that Friday night that the Montarini Prince appeared in your apartment!"

"Hush you fool! Someone in the office might hear you!" She warned him immediately. "You know how easily gossip flew around the office. I don't want anyone knowing he went to see me. If anyone knows, we will die! You know this country is filled with women who were fantasizing about him right? If word about him visiting me would go around, many of those women will come after me!"

"Hmmmp!" Georgi tried to zip his mouth and look around him, making sure no one was listening to him before answering again. "Weird things are really happening with you, you know that? That prince-thing last Friday was just out of the blue and what is happening today is just too random…I can't even comprehend it,"

"Just tell me what's going on! Promise, if I see you before you could tell me a word about it, you're going down before any Huzey Montarini fanatic could kill me!"

"I know, I know" Georgi felt her threat and knowing that Crescent was just right at the door, he forced himself to it even when he didn't know how to explain it.

"You were given a segment!!!" He said, two seconds straight!

"Whaaaat???" Crescent almost threw her bag into the office door when she heard it.