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to New York, I had no contact with anyone and it sucked, big time. These young people were my contact with the world and I needed that. “Take this, please.” She came back with couple of tablets and a glass of water.
    She waited until I gulped the water, the tablets sliding down my throat.
    “Are you all right? Do you need anything else?”she asked with concern in her voice.
    “I’m fine, Trisha. Thanks for asking.”
    “Tristan, we received a shipment of books today, but it is very heavy for me.” She looked down.“Could you please help me in putting them on the top shelf.”
    “Off course,” I replied.
    Trisha reminded me of the girl in the club. Trisha had a shade of blue in her eyes like the girl. Nikki Jordan. Her eyes were livelier; she was older than Trisha, of course. Maybe in her early twenties. Twenty-three or four, max. She wasn’t wearing any makeup, and still she looked pretty, especially her blue eyes. They looked so energetic.
    Trisha handed me the books one by one. When I almost dropped a book, she giggled. She always acted like a kid. But her smile reminded me of Nikki’s smile. ,her smile is killing me. I couldn’t stop thinking about her lush, pink lips, ready to be kissed and get messy—the good kind of messy. The more I thought about her, the more attractive she became. It had been more than six months since I’d touched a girl. Maybe my inside urge was reminding me of my bodily needs. But was she just a body need or something deeper?
    “Mr. Scott,” Trisha asked.“Are you daydreaming?”
    Her words snapped me out of my thoughts of Nikki. I looked down; she was looking at me with a mischievous smile on her face.
    “No,” I replied, putting the final book on the shelf. “Do you need any more help?”
    “Nope. That’s enough. Thanks.” She smiled.
    I jumped down and sat in my office, thinking about my life so far. It had been a year-and-a-half since I’d fought with anyone. The most disturbing thing was my own attitude towards that gun and death. I’d been in many fights, but having a gun pointed at me—this was the first time. Am I really ready to die? Is it over already? No, it can’t be over. It was like I lost the direction of my life.
    What would I say to her if she asks me what I do for living? My mind went back to Nikki again. I pushed my hair back; that reminded me that I needed a haircut. What’s happening with me? Why am I thinking about her again and again? She is the one who put me into an unwanted fight. I pushed my hair back again and again. I was disturbed by my own thoughts about Nikki.
    “Are you alright, Mr. Scott?”Trisha asked me with a childish sound..
    “Yeah, I’m alright. You can go home. I’ll close the book store,” I replied. I wanted some alone time.

Chapter 4
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    “Thanks, but no thanks,” the man with the scar and chiseled body replied to my dad. I was still catching my breath as the incident receded. The man was on the verge of death just few minutes ago, and if Chase had shot him, the real person behind his death would be me. My knees were still feeling week, and I was holding on to Carrie for support.
    I watched him with interest. .He was the only person I had ever seen speaking with my dad in such a way. A straight ‘no’ to my dad in his own club? This man has real guts. I just found it hard to digest, but the truth was real, like sunrays. That man had said no to my dad in front of my eyes.
    First, he beat Chase easily and then he was talking with my dad like he was no one. The men I’d always seen talking with my Dad were either speaking with utter respect or bowing down in front of him; at least no one ever dared to refuse an offer from him. His words completely shocked me. I could see even Chase was surprised with his attitude, and he was still holding his gun.
    As Tristan walked out of the door, I grabbed Carrie’s hand and started walking outside.
    “Where are you dragging me?” she