Bed With In-laws
Co-operation

“Master, we found it!”

A voice rang out from behind the phone call that Darion had just answered. Two corners of Darion's lips were lifted up in satisfaction. At least some of his men worked faster than the police.

“Take his blood, then throw him to the police. Let him feel life in prison for a few days,” Darion said casually.

“Good, Master!”

Darion got back in his cell phone, then turned around. Highlight the originally sharp eyes like a double-edged dagger, now turning heartily. The man looked forward, staring at a white coffin with a carved flower.

“After this, you and I should be happy. Remember that!”

After saying that, he left the room. Dark room with five coffins lined up. There are no lights for lighting, only one small glass window. The incoming light only illuminated the white coffin that Darion had seen.

After leaving the room, the actual one was more like a storage warehouse. Darion was seen entering his black SUV, then driving 20 miles from his original location.

Watford, a town located in Hertfordshire, England. The city that has a beautiful view without many high-rise buildings, even motor vehicle smoke, became the city that Darion intended.

Right, that's the place Hellian once lived with his ex-wife, Darion's mother. The house with two-story red brick, looked simple indeed, but all the items inside were very luxurious.

On the right side, there is a lake inhabited by white swans. While on the left side there is a large land with green grass. There is a pretty big bird cage there, a bird that chirps every morning.

Darion stepped up slowly after parking his car. The path he passed was still a rock, but not a stab in the foot. He began to circulate his eyes, looking at the house they had once visited three of them.

It's been 30 years since they moved to London. During that time, the house was empty without occupants. Only a few working people stayed behind, to look after and take care of the house.

An old man ran a little in a frenzy when he saw Darion coming. The man called Uncle Sam smiled widely, even his beads glazed over as he stood before Darion.

“Mr Darion, it's been a long time,” he said a little trembling because it held the taste of haru that made his old eyes wet.

“A long time ago, Uncle Sam. How are you?”

Uncle Sam laughed a little, showing some of his teeth that were already dated. “You can see it. I'm still alive.”

“Oh. Are you here to meet with the master? Tuan stayed for a week this time,” said Uncle Sam after remembering if Hellian was in the old house.

Well, it had become a habit for Hellian to come to the old house, at least two or three months. Hellian will stay there for two to three days. However, over several periods, Hellian came almost every month and stayed for 5 to 6 days.

“Uncle Sam is very sensitive. Is dad in the reading room?”

Uncle Sam shook his head. “Master is fishing in the lake. Lately you often spend time there.”

“I understand. Thank you, Uncle.”

From the front yard, Darion stepped out to the east side, right where the lake the father had made was. From a distance, he could see the white-haired old man sitting down and focusing on gazing at the swans in the lake.

Darion stopped, right next to Hellian who was sitting. Then begin to say what becomes a mindless desire.

“Dad, let's exchange something,” said Darion.

Hellian did not immediately respond to his son. Instead, he remained focused on watching a pair of geese swimming together, away from the rest of the swan crowd.

“Pinjami I'm Mr. Aaron, and I'll tell you where mom is.”

Both of Hellian's eyes were wide open, before he finally snapped in shock and looked at Darion. His only son who apparently knows where the mother is, but is reluctant to say it.

“What do you need Aaron for?” ask Hellian curiously.

“I know, I must have heard the news. I just want to play around,” replied Darion casually.

“Dad knows, they played us for 26 more years. So, let me play with Mr. Aaron,” continued Darion staring at Hellian.

“As far as you are!”

...☆TBC☆...