22 Terra Entertainmen (1/2)

After spending several hours to cheer Antigone up, I took her to Hollywood.

I didn't travel there by car or train or plane. I teleported there directly with her in my arms.

I have thought about taking up resident in Hollywood to make the commute easier, but I like New York more since I was born and raised there.

Not to mention my mother is currently living there.

Despite not having my mother in my life because she had died in childbirth, I still want to get to know her. She is just a little girl right now, but that just allow me to be a part of her childhood. Sounds like I am her father than she is my mother.

Anyway, my mother can babysit and take care of Antigone.

My daughter does not have her mother in her life because I highly dislike women with two faces, but she should have her grandmother at least.

I plan to have breakfast first before heading to my company located in Hollywood Boulevard.

However, I only know of one restaurant that is remotely any good along the street.

”Esteemed customer. Please come inside. We serve breakfast, lunch and dinner, every hour of the day and every day of the week. If there is nothing to your liking on the menu, we can even have the cook prepare something outside of it.”

A respectful man in his thirties greets me at the front door of the restaurant. I quickly scan him up and down and notice that he is wearing cufflinks with twin guns.

The guns form a double letter J.

”Jimmy. Johnson.”

I mutter under my breath and take Antigone inside the newly reformed establishment.

My daughter is very quiet, seemingly bewildered at all the new surroundings. She grabs my ear every now and then as if she wants to show or ask me something.

”I see that you are under new management.”

I comment when I take note of the numerous people looking very busy. Most of them are wearing the cufflinks with matching uniform.

An organization is only as good as to how it represented itself.

Jimmy learns this from his time in Hydra.

Unfortunately, he didn't stay with Hydra since there are just too many rules and regulations. He wants to be free, to be unbounded and unchained. I allow him to since unhappiness and discontent produces unsatisfactory result.

However, once part of Hydra will always part of Hydra.

Even in death.

”Yes sir. The previous owner can no longer have the capability of running this fine establishment, so it is up to my boss to do so. Please have a sit and we will bring you some appetizer. Completely on the house of course.”

The man chuckles and gives a light bow.

Waiters and waitresses begin attending my table, placing plates, glasses and silverwares as well as the menu. The menu is like a freaking book. There is so many to choose from.

Antigone watches the attendants before trying to grab a folk. I stop her by holding her back as I request Selene to locate where the previous boss has gone.

The mini map in my vision zooms out of the Hollywood area and move towards Santa Monica. It passes the marina and continues across the ocean. It stops halfway to San Nicolas Island.

This is the last known location of the man, at least according to Shield Surveillance Network. He is very likely swimming with the fishes by having both of his feet bounds by concrete block.

Seriously Jimmy?

This is like old school stuff! I thought he has learned the subtlety of killing someone from Hydra. Doing something like this will leave a lot of bloody trails behind for the police to find.

Although I could fix it for him, I decide Jimmy needs to learn the lesson the hard way. The little gang he created with his buddy Johnson will have to be dismantled eventually. There is no point of gangsters running around in the street in the future.

”Please enjoy your meal.”

My personal waitress said after bringing out my breakfast and a baby soup for Antigone. The soup is a courtesy of Heinz. She even willing to feed my daughter, but I tell her to be a tree. Only those within my family can care for my daughter.

Antigone enjoys her soup like always even gurgling cheerfully.

I also enjoy my breakfast. I tip the waitress and a few other people handsomely on my way out. I love enjoying my meal without anything going wrong, especially with my daughter.

”It is a pleasure. Please come again, Mr. Maxwell. We will always glad to serve you and your kin. This is a gift from management. Please accept it.”

The greeter tells me after he brought me a baby trolley packs with all the essentials.

I place Antigone inside as she is already yawning and drooling on my shoulder. All she does is eat, poop and sleep – not necessary in the same order or one at a time.

In truth, I could age her to the point that she could take care of herself, but that mean she would lose out a chunk of her childhood. I rather not.

I take my time heading to work. There is no need to hurry. Being the boss has its rewards.

Antigone plays around with some toys in the cart before falling fast asleep.

Terra Entertainment has a huge building located further down the street. It does not have 100 floors like Oxford Hotel, but it still has many. Shield Security provides security personnel for the building, so nobody dares to cause any trouble, including the employees.