Chapter Twenty One : A New Home

We got to Canada quite faster than I expected. The tide was an easy one and there nothing unusual. Sophie slept through out the travel and she did so one my laps. It an enjoyable moment, I must say.

"Where is our cab?" Jhea asked. I looked at her and smiled. 

"The person after my life is very wealthy and I have to cover my tracks so we are not going by cab." I stated . Jhea looked at me in shock.

"Then how are leaving this airport? Are you in sane?" Jhea freaked. I smiled at her.

" I never said we would not leave here. I have my AI automobile gliding it's way here." I said. They stared at me in suprise , Sophie especially. I smiled like how genius would when they discovered something no one else has.

"How is that possible?" Sophie asked.

"He has an annoying AI car that can drive it's self." Jhea explained. 

"Then why didn't we use the car? Why did we have to play the roles of another and cause some people disappointment?" Sophie asked again. 

Damn! She was a canvasser of humanity. Did she always think like this. I usually thought I cared about humanity even though I was an assassin but this girl in front me had proved to be obsessed with their welfare.

"That was because the person after my life is extremely rich and he would live to know how I left America and would also love to know how where I am. The plane may not leave a visible trail but he will eventually get to know that I had travel through the Airline Craft and that I will be in Canada." I explained but they did not understand my logic.

"What sort of reasoning is this? You know the person is trailing you and you also know he can find us , then why let us run in the first place and why the fuck are you so calm about this?" Sophie thundered.

"Because I had a plan . No rather , I have a plan." I said and walked forward. 

"What is the plan?" Jhea asked . I smiled at her. 

The AI car drove to us and stopped directly in front of me. Sophie stared inside to see that there was no driver on the driver's seat. She gasped. She has heard if such automobiles and she knew they were pretty expensive and rare.

"You are that rich? I never knew." she muttered as she got into the car. Jhea got in and I took the driver's seat knowing fully well that I wasn't going to drive .

"Drive us to Rockland." I said. As an AI it was built with the world's map in it. All I needed to do was to speak my destination into it's head and it will follow my command. The car began driving. 

"What is your plan?" Spphie asked. "Who is after your family's life?" she asked further.

"Solomon Wroth Wis . Actually , I have not yet found out which one but I will eventually. " I stated. Sophie ached an eyebrow. 

"What does he want from you?" Jhea asked. It was going to sound maybe stupid but it was the fact.

"I do not know. I do not even know him." I said.

"Wait a minute . You said that you do not know which one of them. Are there more than one Solomon Wroth Wis?" Sophie asked. I smiled and looked at her.

"There are two Solomon Wroth Wis ." I said quietly. Sophie looked at me , suprised.

"I really did not believe that two people can answer the same exact names . This is a rare occurrence . So you mean that you do not even know why the reason why you are being chased?" she asked but I did not respond. I had nothing to say.

"Brother, what happens to brother Clen? What why he do?" Jhea asked. Damn! They were too curious. I sighed and turned to look at Sophie. She smiled faintly. This was getting creepy. 

"Clen will be fine. He is a man of his own. He can handle himself. I am sure he will ." I muttered even though I was seriously bothered. Clen could be crazy at times and I was still not comfortable with the idea of Clen going for the target.

"I do not think so." Jhea muttered to herself. Sophie was staring outside, looking to see the beauty of Rockland. It was a beautiful place to behold. I had selectively chosen this side of Canada to reside for the time being . 

The beautiful houses of the estate was marvellous and I did choose it because of Sophie. Left for me alone , I would have gone into a lower class house. This was the price of having a materialistic sister and a friend. 

"Love it?" I asked feeling proud of my choice. Sophie smiled. 

"It is marvellous. You have a great taste." Sophie confused. I smiled. "Thanks dear." I muttered.

Jhea looked out to see the estate. It was marvelous. She stared for a while and wondering to herself . 

"Brother , you did not tell me you had such good taste. You make us live so average. " she complained. I smiled.

"At least the police does not show up for us and you do not get to invite all your friends over." I stated. She smiled and the car came to a hault in front of a gate . I looked at the golden gate.

"Brother , did you buy the house? Let me know if I will help myself with this place for trips every holiday."Jhea stated. I smiled. 

"No. I rented it . We will share three rooms with a single man. His name is Laras." I said and Jhea frowned .

We got out of the car and got out our luggages. I went in and opened the gate and then I pressed a button and the car drive in and stopped accurately in front of another car.

We got into the house and a tall dark talkative of a man welcomed us in – Laras . He showed us our rooms. I stayed in one room while Jhea and Sophie stayed in their own separate rooms. We were to share the parlour with him. This was not good by me. Encroaching into someone's privacy. Well Laras liked it so I could not argue besides , my sister loved the TV and there was no way I could stop her from her recreational activity. 

We arranged our things all through the rest of the day. It was tiresome but I loved it. That night, I lay on the bed thinking of my next move.

GETTING THE BLOODY ASS , DRUWEX SPENTER .

I thought about him for like an hour before laying out my plans. It was going to be a sharp strike. The guy had mentioned him not spending more than two years in Russia , so I had to strike tomorrow. This was getting hectic.

The ideal of killing without expecting a pay was strange to me but what filled the emptiness of money was a strong urge to revenge a backstabber. Revenging Druwex Spenter.