Chapter 25 - Windows Tinted (1/2)
Inside a red magma Maserati GT, two shadows were intertwined. MIB2 glanced at MIB1 who was seated behind the wheel and asked, ”Do you see what I see?” MIB1 grunted at the vagueness of his partner's question and dared not to make a comment. MIB1 knew the double-meaning behind that question and his silence made MIB2 chuckle in his seat. ”Geez. Loosen up, bro! I am just saying that million-dollar baby needs to get its windows tinted.” MIB1 shushed his partner, his big palm covered MIB2's mouth, when the two shadows inside the car before them pulled apart.
Inside Maxen's car, he wrapped his hand around Olivia's wrist as she wiped the red lipstick smudge on his lips.
”Fiction.” Olivia answered.
”Unfortunately, that's a fact and you know it too.”
”You see, the thing about facts are they didn't tell the truth, Max. They are only a piece of the puzzle. Get your facts straight next time because what happened twenty-five years ago was an accident and definitely not related to the Pyxis. Might be one of Henry Lin's ploy for all we know. Game over, Max. Let's go,” Olivia rebutted, pulling away Maxen's finger that was c.a.r.e.s.sing the skin under the strap of her tank top.
She rolled her eyes and lightly shook her head at how busy his hands were, holding everything it could, in their brief proximity. Maxen flashed a smug smile, feeling every bit like a lottery winner, even when his game was cut short. He took a sharp inhale and unbuckled himself on his seat before alighting the car, rounding up to the other side to pull the door open for Olivia who shivered on her spot when the island's night wind blew past.
”Welcome to Nisia, where the mornings are summer and the evenings are fall,” Maxen whispered to Olivia's ears and pulled his suit jacket from her grasp, covering her with it. He covered her with the suit jacket that was twice her size. ”And thank you for my suit jacket to keep you warm tonight,” Maxen smirked, annoying Olivia to the core. ”After you,” Maxen gestured towards the building, his hand hovered at the small of Olivia's back.
Upon entering the building, Olivia peeled the jacket off her and gave it back to Maxen. ”Thanks,” she said while her eyes wandered around the place. Her brows furrowed as she could hear nothing from the outside, even when she saw a plane who just took off. Maxen had a smug look on his face the entire time as he waited for Olivia to find anything to trash talk about the place yet she found none. After they checked the entire vicinity with the superintendent who did all the talking, Olivia finally asked the question that bugged her mind.
”How much is the lease?”
The superintendent jerked in his spot when his eyes met Maxen's. He was told this morning that the prince would come in for an ocular inspection, but was not told that His Highness's private hangar would be put up on a lease. ”Uhh… uhhh…” the superintendent stammered, sending codes through his eyes to Maxen who suddenly realized the gravity of the situation.
”Do you like the place? Does it pass your standards?” Maxen asked.
”Just one more box to tick off.”
”The price.”