"Should I have forced her to marry me even though it was obvious she didn't feel the same way about me? Was it wrong of me to wait for the execution of my plans when she was of legal age to make decisions for herself...," Amos mumbled.
He paid no attention to the people who stopped and took a second glance at him.
"Should I have disregarded all these things just because I love and wanted to protect her? Would the outcome have been different if I had struck the iron while it was hot?" Amos, who had always believed in his strategies, began to doubt everything he had done concerning Joanna.
Amos was still walking on the less busy street when a car screeched to a stop in front of him. Two men in blue suits obstructed his path.
Without raising his head, he walked to the right to avoid them but the two men blocked his path once again.
He was about to do something nasty to the insolent men but had a change of mind when he raised his gaze and saw their faces.
[These are Mr Anderson's men. I recognize seeing them with him a few times so what are his men doing here?]
Amos tried not to make it obvious that he recognized them.
[Did he perhaps discover my identity?]
Amos' eyes dilated at the thought that he might have left a loophole in his actions.
"Who are you?... And what is this about if I may ask?" Amos asked in a composed manner even though his heart was pounding.
"Someone wants to talk with you. It will be quick," The guy on his right-hand side spoke. He tried to hold his hand but Amos beat his hand away.
"To hell with that person and whatever conversation he wants to have with me," Amos spat out in disgust.
"Also, to hell with whether the conversation will be short or lengthy. I don't have even a minute to spare," Amos hissed and tried to walk away but only for the two muscular guys to grab him at both sides.
"Sorry, but you will have to come with us whether or not you like it," The second guy muttered.
Together the two guys forced Amos towards where their driver had already opened the door of the car for them.
Although he wanted to go along with them and hear what Mr Anderson had to say, Amos knew it would be strange if he obediently followed people who were supposed to be strangers to him.
So he won't come out suspicious, he puts on a fight with them.
He refused to enter the car no matter how hard the men tried to squeeze him into the car.
"He looks like he doesn't work out so how come he is so strong?" The driver who was wrestling to remove Amos' right hand from the car door complained bitterly.
After a few more struggles the three men were able to haul Amos into the car and this was all because he let them to.
Inside the car, Amos thought of the many reasons Mr Anderson would go to such an extent to talk to him.
He did a lot of thinking but in the end, he couldn't wrap his finger around the reason for his abduction.
As this went on Joanna who was discussing with her group members was unaware of what her father was up to.
Some minutes ago Raymond told them about Joanna's idea for their performances although he didn't disclose that she came up with the ideas.
Papers of their performance draft printed by Joanna were distributed for everyone to have a better understanding of what Raymond said earlier.
Raymond stepped aside and left the floor for questions, suggestions and for people to say their opinions.
Just like Joanna had guessed there were a few objections but it wasn't as bad as she imagined it would be.
She credited this achievement to Raymond not knowing that Raymond wasn't the only reason why half of the class decided to partake in the play.
The main reason was that almost all of them had lost someone dear to them during the Great Ancient War and that was why they were more than willing to enact the event in memory of their loved ones.
Joanna made modifications to the play she had drafted after some people chirped in their quota.
The way they chatted and related with her was as if they were not the same people who almost murdered her with their stares some hours ago.
Things moved smoother than Joanna could ever imagine.
They were able to achieve a lot by the time Derrick and Raymond left for their next appointment, leaving her in charge of handling their other group members.
Joanna was so relieved that Sophie, Nora and Eva, who happens to be in the same group with her, didn't show up to mess things up for her.
While she coordinates her actress for the play and dance fusion, the boy and lady Raymond had chosen to lead the models practised using the few tips Raymond and Derrick gave to them.
Everything was going so smoothly that Joanna couldn't help but feel scared that things might go south when none least expected it.
After practising for over two hours Joanna, the one in charge of the group's operation, gave her group members a break.
A few minutes later, a black car halted in front of a four-storey building with the title Bella's Restaurant boldly engraved on the grey walls of the building.
Not long after, two guys in blue suits stepped out of the car and then another guy followed suit.
Amos paused, lifted his gaze and glanced at the building he had been to during one of his secret meetings.
[If he wanted to only talk to me like his men said, wouldn't he have done that in any place so why on Earth did he bring me to a restaurant instead]
Amos was in deep thought as he peered at the grey building. At that moment he made up his mind not to eat anything in the restaurant so he won't give his identity as a vampire away.
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