ook an atrocity in the name of coffee from a vending machine and took a break. Albuquerque International Sunport wasn't the busiest of the airports in the country. The rush was entirely becau

felt bad for making the guy wait that long. He hadn't expected to be received at the airport. He approached the driver who was over the moon on seeing someone finally come his way. They shook hands and drove off. The roads didn't have a lot of traffic and the streets were dimly lit. The city was infamous for all sorts of dangers that lurked

ver looked just as willing for a conversation. The long

ber

isit here. What'

, the police don't harass nobody

Mr. C

ght years. Didn't see or hear nothing bad about th

h luxurious yet simple looking houses. The simplicity was of the expensive kind. From roads to streetlights, everything was spotless. Adam wondered if his client lived there but the car didn't seem to slow. The estates started to get bigger and bigger. The car slowed down at the very end of the neighborhood in front of a large metal gate. A plump guard woke up from his slumber by the headlights flashing on his face. He irritably got up from his chair and adjusted his pants. The car was immediately recognized but he knew that the big guy was home so there was no haste. At least none from his side. He took his time getting to the gate and opened it. The car drove inside the estate. Adam was in awe. A huge expanse of lus

r. Cole spoke fr

one or internet. He turned to face Mr. Cole and found a six feet tall, elegantly dressed white man in his forties. The man had

mind and turned back to face the fountain. Mr. Cole st

o he wanted something to remember her by. The artist took the job as he knew the King closely. When the fountain arrived, the king took one look at it before running awa

asked while looking f

usa and the smile on it turns ominous if you stare at it for to

ce," Mr. Cole concluded and the two of them kept on staring at the fountain. Adam suddenly remembered that he was there for a job. He hurried to the car and p

na blow your mind," Mr. Cole said and invited Adam inside the mansion

rich client spoke, pointing at the bags and

Adam was making up the word

e exhausted. Your room is ready but I wanted to share some of the art before you

e his bags to Albert. Adam lived for art. It

exclaimed and headed ins

cultures but had only one thing in common which was the jaw dropping worths. It seemed as if the family got their hands on anything that landed out of the national herit

sion?" Simon pried. Adam stared into

I saw. It worked particularly well with buildings so here I a

he grass turned greener on the other side, y'know?" Simon said, sounding slightly

like my father and his father before him and so on," Simo

the stuff that surrounded it and realized that it was high time he got some sh

ca in his arms. He grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly to fade the feeling of loneliness. The image of that medusa flashed in his eyes and the words of Simon Cole echoed in his ears. I