Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 1


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“I don’t know how we are supposed to survive this year.” Aunt Dorothy said in her gentle, yet broken voice.
“We have no money, nor do we have food. We are on the verge of getting evicted from the only place we can call home.”
Zac and Henry sat around the dining table, staring at corns and peas that were placed in front of them.

“Don’t worry, Dorothy. As soon as I get a job somewhere, we’ll be out of this place before you know it.” Zac said gently, while gently caressing Dorothy’s wrinkled and weak hand.

“Your just a child my darling.” Dorothy said while smiling.
“I’m twenty two this year Dorothy.” Zac said in a tired voice, and chuckled lightly.

“Yeah! Zac will get us a mansion! With a pool and everything! And scrumptious foods will be placed on the table! And we won’t have to eat these corns and peas!” The ten year old Henry dreamed on. Zac and Dorothy laughed gently.

“Thank you, my boy. I worked hard on those corns and peas, but you crushed my hard work into pieces.” Dorothy said as she laughed gently, and Henry shrugged with a smile on his face.

“Well, then! Let’s eat, shall we?” Zac said with enthusiasm.
Dorothy nodded her head a bit and Henry started digging in.

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“Yes yes, I understand. Thank you for your-.” The person from the other side hung up. Zac lowered the cracked cellphone and stared at it.
“-Time.”
Zac walked towards his mattress, that he shared with his little brother.
“No luck?” Henry asked gently. Zac threw his cellphone on the mattress.

“None! I cant get a single job, and especially If I have no experience. I’m the only one in this whole family who can actually earn. But-” Suddenly, the cellphone rang.

“An unknown number?” Zac said, confused.
“Pick it up! Pick it up!” Henry whispered.
Zac looked up at Henry, but quickly scooped up the cellphone from the mattress.

“Hello?” Zac paced back and forth in the small room.
“Ah yes. Is this Zac Mason speaking?” A deep, yet husky voice asked from the other end.
“Um…yes. Who is this?” Zac replied.
“I am Chief Christopher Thorn. You may have heard of me, I work with many agencies, detectives and investigators.” Zac’s eyes widened at the mention of the name.
“Wait. Your Christopher Thorn? You lead the biggest organization in the whole world!” Zac exclaimed, as he turned towards a surprised Henry.
“I’m flattered that you’ve heard about me.” Christopher chuckled slightly.
“W-what can I help you with, sir?” Zac asked hesitantly.
“I would like to offer you a job, If your interested.” Christopher said in a gentle voice.
“Working with Christopher Thorn would be a dream come true. But, may I ask sir, how did you know about me?” Zac asked questioningly.

“A good investigator and detective of mine mentioned you, said that you would be a great asset to us. You may know him. His name is-”
“Lonny.” Zac cut him off.
“You got it. He said many interesting things about you.” Christopher said.
“Anyway, I would like to meet you in person, Zac. Meet me at 7am, If your interested, that is.” Christopher said gently.
“U-uh yes sir. I’ll m-meet you then!” Zac said nervously.
Christopher scoffed and chuckled slightly at his nervousness.
Soon, the phone hung up.
Zac sighed in relief and flopped on his mattress

“I have an interview at 7am with ‘The’ Christopher Thorn!” Zac smiled widely.
“Can you believe it, Henry?” Zac kept on laughing. With no response given to him by his younger brother, he looked at him and found him asleep.

“Did the phone call take that long?” Zac whispered to himself. He covered his little brother with a blanket.
Before going to bed himself, he couldn’t help but think that he has an interview with the man that he always dreamed working with since he was young, and because of that thought, his smile never faded. He knew that his bestfriend since childhood, Lonny Jacob, worked with Christopher Thorn, and Zac was happy for him. But this feeling was different, because it is different. This time, Zac will be working with Christopher Thorn as well.
© Nova Frost,
книга «Games With Death».
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