Fate (Chapter 8, page 1 of 5)


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Chapter 8

The temporary secretary buzzed Ethan.

'Your 4 o'clock is here.'

'Send him in, Shelly.'

Ethan got to his feet to greet an old friend from high school, now a well-respected security consultant.

Stefan Petrovski was the complete antithesis of Ethan. Being short, thick-set and of Macedonian stock in a high school dominated by Anglo-Saxons of lower socio-economic status he had often been the target of the school bullies. That was until Ethan had befriended him. A tall, athletic and very 'cool' Ethan.

Ethan couldn't recall what had drawn the two together but despite long periods of little contact they had remained firm friends through Stefan's time with the police force and Special Forces and Ethan's early struggles as a builder.

Now both successful in their own way, the stocky mans consultancy was utilized by Holt Properties for a variety of security functions.

'Long time, no see.' Stefan chastised in jest. 'And why have I been summoned to these hallowed chambers by the big time property developer and so late on a Friday? Phone out of order?'

'It's good to see you too, Stefan in the more and more flesh I see. Come and sit down. It's a personal matter. I felt I needed a face to face.'

'One of your lady friends knocked up, are they?' Stefan never did mince his words.

Never one to be offended by his friend's sense of humour Ethan replied 'A new lady friend has been knocked out.' He outlined the situation of Ellie and her memory loss.

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