Chapter One

At the airport two days earlier

In a small yet luxurious VIP guestroom within the airport, two individuals were seated two days prior the recent event. At first glance, they appeared almost identical, creating an illusion of a single person with a touch of magic. However, they were twin brothers dressed identically, making it nearly impossible to distinguish one from the other.

The room was enveloped in a heavy silence, laden with conflicting emotions. One of the brothers was deeply engrossed in work on a laptop placed on the solitary desk in the room, illuminated by a nearby lamp. Suddenly, he noticed the skepticism etched onto his brother's face and decided to address the unspoken concern.

I have never asked your help before now;" peter said while looking intently at Perez who was still cynic about the whole idea, "you cant refuse helping me just this once. He pleaded while taking care that didnt give Perez the slightest impression to aroused any suspicion.

All right," Perez said, "but supposed the Feds wouldnt allow you return here," "or someone notices us earlier and alert the securities." "What did you think will become of us?" "Moreover., you!" "You will lose your job," "your face and reputation." "And doesnt that mean anything to you? he asked casually.

Peter giggle then shrug at him briefly; you see that is what Im trying to prevent here," he said while lecturing Perez once more on why he must help him. "You see," he said; "I happen to be running on empty lately," "and this whole Swiss thing will only worsen it." "Im only trying to hit two birds with a single stone," he said and paused for a little while, while still observing Perez, to see if he was buying his story. "You see," "I happen to get this business deal with my R.S. partners," "however, I want to achieve the delivery at the same time as well.," he explains while trying to avoid Perez's gaze. "You see," "this deal with my R.S. partners could lend me two million bucks," he continue to say. "And come to think of it," "with the two million bucks from it," "why on earth will I still need this boring job? He asked casually.

And that worked a little, for if there be anything that easily got Perez's attention, it was the word money. Even though he knows that the idea sounds farfetched to him, even from the on-set; what business deal could fetch a person a million bucks in just a single day? He had reasoned, though, he doubt, if such business ever exist. And even if it does exist, he could vouch that whatever it was, it isnt clean stuff, and it must have to do with illegal junk. Although he never knew his brother involving in such kind of stuff before now, as the Peter he once used to know was the cleanest and coolest guy you had ever come across, perhaps staying too long in America has changed him into something else. Nevertheless, for all he cares, that was the list of his worries for now. Besides a fair cut wouldnt do him no harm, and aside from that, he has his own plan for the delivery as well. However, one thing he was certain of, was that even if peter could succeed in this R.S. business deal, of which, he knows nothing off, he believes that, he wont escape the Feds for long.

Just be careful man! he advised; while adjusting his seat and crossing his long legs so as to admire his designer shoes in so doing. He was quite certain in his mind that the deal wasnt a clean one and it must be an offensive one. Course ever since peter first hints him about this whole delivery stuff; he had never for once opened up to him on what this R.S. stuff is all about. However, the promise of thirty percent wasnt a bad idea; "my concern is how you will get out of here after I have left without you getting caught? He inquired.

Peter hesitates then shows his teeth in a surprise gesture. He knows Perez isnt that dumb to believe he could have come this far, without him first taking care of it. Just dont mess this up," he replied casually ignoring his question, "this is my only chance of making it big," "dont make me regret it please.

I understand," Perez replied, "feeling rather silly;" he shouldnt have asked in the first place, knowing fully well how careful peter has been, even right from childhood; sorry I sound stupid," "I just want to make sure that youre safe. He said apologetically.

Is ok now," "lets not start making much out of nothing;" peter retort firmly. He stop and checked his wristwatch, then turning at Pérez he said; "I think I better go check on the chest in the security room and know the next step.

Better do," Perez replied sharply, "besides, this damn hole is killing me so badly." "I dont know what I will do if I dont get some fresh air in the next few minutes, he complained.

His last words stroke peter like an arrow in the heart as he was about to open the exit door; he turns quickly and looks Perez in the eyes.

I thought we have got over this drama?" He asked in dismayed. "Dont do anything stupid, he warns.

He turns and leaves the room; leaving Perez sitting calmly on the only sofa inside the airport VIP guest room where he was lodged in.

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