Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak finished his phone call and walked back to see Krystal Flack and Yetta Astir still waiting there. He couldn't help but smile and asked, "How come you two haven't gone in yet?"


"We were waiting for you!" they said in unison.


Basil Jaak gave a wry smile, "You two go ahead, I'm not going in."


"No way!" They answered with such synchrony, as if they had rehearsed it. Basil couldn't help but look at them, hoping to detect some hint of a conspiracy on their faces, but unfortunately for him, their expressions were calm, too normal to suggest anything amiss.


Krystal Flack said to Basil, "Jaak, you promised to spend the afternoon with me, and now you want to back out?"


"Exactly, exactly! Basil, you can't be a man of empty words!" Yetta Astir quickly took over Krystal's sentence, looking at Basil with disdain.


Basil could not argue with them any further and reluctantly followed them inside.


Chapter 12: When Ghosts Get Beaten Up