Frank
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He quickly input the number on his phone and dialed it, pressing the device to his right ear.

He patiently waited to hear a voice, but there was no response.

His eyes were beginning to get heavy, reminding him that he needed to get some rest.

But he was determined to get what he wanted, his eyes glued to the screen of the phone.

He was relentless, pressing the icon once again before he returned the phone to his ear.

ā€œPick the damn callā€¦ā€ He grunted, almost losing his patience.

ā€œHello?ā€ Brian b
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  • Meet the Son

    The silence from the other end was doubtful, lingering for more than ten seconds.ā€œHello, are you still there?ā€ Brian asked, but there was no response.ā€œI know that this is a lot to take in, Frank. Butā€¦ā€ā€œI am not interestedā€¦ā€ Frank’s response was unexpected; cold, swift, and interrupting.ā€œI don’t care about that old man. Why won’t he just let me be?ā€ He groaned, his anger echoing through the speakers.ā€œListen to meā€¦ā€ He was already sounding the stern warning, and only God knew what would have happened if Brian was physically with him.ā€œI don’t care what the old man has promised to give to you, or why you are doing this. Tell him that I don’t want to have anything to do with him. He waited all these years to reconnect with me. What exactly did he think? That I was going to jump up in excitement the moment he told me that he was my real father?ā€Brian took a deep breath, then he cleared his throat.ā€œSo, you know about your fatherā€¦ā€ His remark was inquisitive at the same time, his mind

  • Frank

    He quickly input the number on his phone and dialed it, pressing the device to his right ear.He patiently waited to hear a voice, but there was no response.His eyes were beginning to get heavy, reminding him that he needed to get some rest.But he was determined to get what he wanted, his eyes glued to the screen of the phone. He was relentless, pressing the icon once again before he returned the phone to his ear.ā€œPick the damn callā€¦ā€ He grunted, almost losing his patience.ā€œHello?ā€ Brian broke his silence, thinking that he was going to hear a voice.But the call had only just finished ringing, and no one answered again.He sighed in annoyance, lowering the phone slowly.He moved his eyes slowly to the right, looking from one picture to the other.He was unable to confirm the thought that nestled in his mind, staring at the faces in all the pictures.He decided to go back home, but just as he reached with his thumb to press the start button, his phone rang.Brian turned at once, a

  • Still Persistent

    ā€œRelax, Brian. I am not your enemyā€¦ā€ Manfred replied, then he cleared his throat.ā€œI never had any intention of killing the old man. What happened to him was quite unfortunate, and I called to offer my sincere apology, and also to tell you that my offer still standsā€¦ā€ā€œNow that your Concierge is no more, don’t you think that it is time for you to join us?ā€Brian snarled inwardly, and even if the old man heard him, there was no guarantee that it was going to be enough to stop him from speaking.ā€œWe are going to protect you and your family, Brian. You are all alone in this world now. You need us more than you can imagineā€¦ā€ā€œNo, I don’tā€¦ā€ Brian replied coldly, the rage still flashing in his eyes.ā€œYou killed my parents, and now you have killed the one person who was willing to do anything for meā€¦ā€Manfred scoffed, then he got a grip on himself.ā€œDiego was not a saint, and you know it. He betrayed the trust you had in him. He was the reason why we were able to take your babiesā€¦ā€ā€œYou must

  • Message From The Dead

    ā€œCome inā€¦ā€ He held onto the handle of the door while he waited for Brian to come in.Brian looked the middle-aged man in the face, but the only thing he could see was the fear written all over him.ā€œPleaseā€¦ā€ The Mortician pleaded in a cracked tone, peeking at the hallway.Brian obliged him almost immediately, but he had barely taken two steps forward when he heard the sound of the bang.He turned at once, wondering why the man had hastily shut the door.ā€œPlease, sitā€¦ā€ The Mortician pointed to the chairs in front of his desk, then he hurriedly moved to his own chair.He stood next to the chair, holding onto it while he returned his eyes to the door.The tension had made him forget if he had actually locked the door, his heart beating really fast.ā€œWhat did you say Diego wanted you to give to me?ā€ Brian asked, sitting calmly while he stared at the middle-aged man.The Mortician took his eyes off the door, looking at Brian.Finally, he sat down, then he cleared his throat while he placed

  • Morgue Tales

    The silence lingered; even the walls felt the tension hovering in the air.Brian stood before the cold body, staring without saying a word.There was nothing to show that he had any emotions on his visage; the plain countenance lingered no matter how long he stared.The Mortician stood silently behind him, watching from a distance.He could count the number of times he had wanted to break the silence, yet he couldn’t.Taking a deep breath, he made up his mind that it was best to let Brian finish before he could say whatever was going through his mind.Brian exhaled sharply, his eyes observing the bare body while he stood like a statue.He looked at Diego’s face, almost counting the number of wrinkles on his forehead.His grey hair was still the way it had always been, straight and with sharp strands.Then there was the smile on his face.Brian almost felt the urge to call out to him, just in case he wasn’t really gone.He had a quick flashback the moment he moved his eyes toward the o

  • Didn't Make It

    ā€œMr. Regal?ā€ The Doctor called out from the other end, his voice sounding like he was trying to prepare Brian for something unpleasant.Brian took a deep breath, then he cleared his throat.ā€œDid he make it?ā€ His voice was cracked, his mind almost giving him the impression that he already knew the answer to the question.ā€œI am so sorry. He didn’t make it. We tried our best to save himā€¦ā€ā€˜But he had already lost so much blood. Some of his organs were badly damagedā€¦ā€Brian gasped, the phone almost slipping away from his grip.He swallowed hard, tears almost trickling down his face.ā€œMr. Regal? Are you there?ā€ The Doctor called out in a low tone, uncertainty laced in his voice.ā€œI am hereā€¦ā€ Brian responded after a while, then he cleared his throat.ā€œThank you for letting me know, Doctor. I will speak to you laterā€¦ā€ He ended the call, then he sniffled while he exhaled sharply, the pain written all over him.ā€œWhat happened?ā€ Arya’s voice broke the silence, already sensing the agony.ā€œWhy di

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