198. Greenlight

To think of world's expensive cars, This list wouldn't be complete without some version of the mighty Bugatti Veyron. This car certainly looked like it but I was sure it was something even better. I shivered when I saw this man that earlier said his name was Jake Lew, open the door for me and ask me to get in.

I looked back at Jeannine who was almost spilled milk now, and turned my head back around getting into the car. A driver was already in the driver's seat and he took off the moment the door was closed. I panicked. I felt uncomfortable in a car with a strange man although I knew he was helping me.

He sensed my tension and to my surprise, turned the air conditioning on. What???

"Umm....what car is this??" I asked.

"Zenvo TS1...." he replied, his eyes fixed on the road. I started at him and looked out the window. After some time, I heard what sounded like a spark of his voice.

"Sharing a similar body shape and chassis with its predecessor, the ST1, the Zenvo TS1 has an upgraded interior and a 5.8-litre twin-supercharged V8 engine....." He added as if it'd be of significance to me.

Then, the car stopped in front of a luxurious villa. Palace standard. A main sliding 12 foot height gate curved into my view. What seemed like a four storey house shined in the sunshine. It shone of gemstones and it's whitewashed wall revealed just how much cash had been sunk into it. A wide willow dominated woodlot surrounded the place along with a tree-lined courtyard.

Several gardeners were busy trimming, watering and working on the lawn. The flowers looked beautiful and the shaped hedges even more exquisite. It felt like a terrible sin to even lay my foot down.

"Come on, Ma'am..." Jake Lew opened the door for me and offered me his hand. I gave him mine and he helped me get out of the car. A brown German shepherd ran from outside the woods and jumped on me.

"Ooh..." I lost my balance and thankfully Jake Lew helped me stand my ground.

"Down with that, Albert...." He instructed and the cute dog licked my face before sitting down. I fluffed his fur and smiled at him before seeing him ran off.

I turned to Jake Lew and he was standing by me. The car had driven off to the carpark which seemed to be the ground floor. How big was this house?

"Who's the owner of this house? Who asked you to rescue me and how do I know you?" I asked in terror. To my anguish, he only looked at me and smiled. Then, his eyes passed through me to something behind. Immediately, he fixed his stature and stood straight like a bodyguard. His actions surprised me and I knew there was something going on behind me.

I turned around and saw a tall, slender figure that was what I assume to have a dose too much of masculinity. His thick body was fighting through the white, obviously Calvin Klein, T-Shirt that clung to him like a swim suit. He was down, fastening the leash around his pet dog who's name I'd learnt to be Albert. I turned to look at Jake Lew and he nodded, gesturing for me to go to this fictional man.

He noticed me approach him and stood on his feet.

"I see you're here well and alive....that's a relief...." He smiled and held onto the leash.

"Quiet the charmer, aren't you? Am I supposed to say something to express my gratitude? I mean.... I feel the great hospitality already....who'd have dreamt of me being alive in such an era to witness such a humongous house??" I asked pushing my hair back, folding my arms on my chest.

"Ha ha! You're funny...as advertised....." He gave me what I sensed to be a multi billion dollar smile. "Is that how you say thank you to someone who just helped you??"

I looked at him and added the dots. He was the one that sent Jake Lew to come and fetch me at the airport. But how did he know I was going to be there in the first place?

"Uh-- to someone who comes in uninvited, yes, that's how I say thank you and to be honest I don't remember reaching out to you ...." I raised an eyebrow and he smirked. He finally let his dog go and stood firm staring down at me. He wasn't just huge but tall as well.

"Oh really? I sure thought you were in a bit of a situation and I had to help..."

"Okay....so...how do you fit in the picture?? Y'know...the graphical representation of my life.....??" I asked walking close to the flowers that had been calling me for a while. I bent down and sniffed it.

It's perfume worked wonders on me. In a moment, I felt a new breath that transformed my life and seemed to have healed my scars. I remembered everything from my first day at rehab to when I got discharged. How terrible my life had become after losing Adam to the point that death seemed to be my only friend.

I lost my self in less than a second but this flower, made me find it all.

"Am a friend...." He replied. "Of... Philippe's..." My heart skipped and I choked on my own breath at the sound of Philippe's name.

"He called me this morning and said I should help you out....." He continued and I took a deep breath. Running from Philippe was going to be harder than I thought. He had links across the world and obviously he would count my every move. He already searched about my whereabouts after I left him and found me here. Gosh he's unbelievable.

I stood up and turned to this man. A friend of Philippe's? He didn't look like one.

"You?? A friend of Philippe's?" I asked in shock.

"Why? I don't match up to his standards?? How else would you explain the fact that I was able to locate and find you???" He asked back. I raised an eyebrow in a scornful taste of disbelief.

"You have got to be kidding me...." His jaw dropped in awe.

"Am not. I mean it....first it was Drake and now it's...."

"Oh... Donnelly... Donnelly Jose Anderson...known as DJ...."

"Exactly my point. You're an Anderson. I have quite some history with the Anderson's and believe me it's not the pleasant one...." I sighed and he shook his head in agreement.

"Ohh...Drake...." He ran his hand through his hair and looked at me. "Sorry about that....."

"Oh well...I've done my share of dumb stuff too...." I laughed and played with a daffodil. He joined in and fastened his hands. I knew he remembered very well the scene I pulled up not so long ago. Me, Adam and Iridessa.

"Good detective work....." He compliment.

"You don't look like the Philippe kind of friend but you definitely sound like him. I guess you really might have gotten a chance to be with him...." I rubbed my chin. After the encounter with Drake, I became cautious.

"Come on....we went to the same highschool....He's practically my best friend...."

"Okay okay....Now that that's settled, is that a greenlight?? Can I proceed into the house??" I asked looking at the magic castle behind me.

"Precisely....."