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( Bounded By Honour. . . )
CHAPTER 29&30: ANASTASIA IN CHICAGO.
By; Holland Cisca.
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≈SOMEWHERE IN CHICAGO≈
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Anastasia stood before the three story tenant building, scanning the exterior view with her eyes. It wasn’t that attractive to it’s viewers but Anastasia wasn’t after the beauty, all she just wanted was a place comfortable for her.
She walked into her newly rented apartment. It had two bedrooms, a toilet and bathroom built together with a store which wasn’t useful to her.
She walked around the rooms and she saw that it was indeed the best she can ever have for herself. She went out to the shopping mall five meters away for a brief shopping trip.
There are so many things to buy, and it’s all a matter of wisdom to get them all in a single basket. She walked to the cloth section where she had to pick a few clothes and shoes.
She went to the food section and she did the same thing. She bought a few plates and utensils too. She made sure she had enough for that night and the following morning.
After she had paid for it, she boarded a taxi which drove her back to her apartment. She took her new clothes to her room, and the utensils to the kitchen.
She decided for a walk along the street, and she walked in thought. Her mind was filled with her memories of those sweet moments with Pablo and how she misses him.
She thought of how to start up a business for herself since Vito had specifically given her the money for it. She decided on a coffee job but declined the idea immediately.
“No, Ana, that’s the weirdest idea ever. No coffee shop for now.” She said to herself. “What else can you do for yourself?” She thought.
She decided for a restaurant shop, first as a single worker. The idea was cool but the stress involved in it was some thing she couldn’t comprehend. She has already started making a list of some few important things she’d need to start the business.
She saw that she needed some tables and chairs too, a gas cooker and some kitchen utensils. Foods of different types, drinks with a refrigerator and some few things involved.
“Gosha!” She nodded at the brilliant idea. But now, there’s one more thing left. She needs a helper for a start. But that’s some thing for tomorrow.
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Pablo drove to the airport. He went to the secretary’s office, fortunately, she was there, busy with her computer. “Excuse me?” He said from the door.
“Yes, come in.” He walks in. “How may I help you?” She asked, eyes focused on her computer.
“I’m here for a passenger who took the first flight for today.” He replied.
She raised her gaze at him. “What’s her name?” She asked him.
“Anastasia Romanoff.” He answered.
The young lady went through the list of names who had taken the first flight. She was able to locate Anastasia’s name in the computer. “I’ve seen her name. So how may I help you with this?” She asked.
“I wanna know what country she was taken to.” He requested.
She stared at her computer, then back at him. “Chicago, sir.”
“Okay. Thanks for that. I wanna book the next flight to Chicago, is it possible?” He asked.
“Sure, of course.” She looked back at her computer screen. “The next flight to Chicago is at 12pm. You just have to book your flight and wait for the plane to arrive.”
“Sure.” He booked for the next flight and waited in the waiting room for the next plane to arrive, which is in the next two hours.
“I’m coming for you, Ana. You just have to hold on.” She muttered to himself. “You have to hold on.”
The next one hour passed and so did the second before the next plane for Chicago finally arrived. All the passengers who were to travel to Chicago all exited the waiting room one after the other, heading to where the plane parked.
His phone rang, he took it out of his pocket, staring at the dialer. It was his father, so he refused to pick the call. He put it on flight mode to avoid any other further calls from entering his phone.
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≈BACK IN CHICAGO~ THE NEXT MORNING≈
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“Hello.” She said to a seller who came out to get some air. “Do you mind giving me a minute of your time, please?” She asked the young man who had just finished serving his last customer.
“Sure.”
“Actually, I’m new to the state and I’m not quite familiar with the environment. So if you don’t mind, I need a vacant store house, where can I find one around here?”
“What do you need it for if I may ask?” He asked.
“Well, I wanna start a new business for myself and I need it so urgently. And I need one with a good site too, can you help me with that?”
“I can help you find a new store on a good site.” He said.
“Thank you so much.”
He gave her a newspaper which has the cover photo of shops on rent. Then he directed her to the place where she could find it. She thanked him and left with the newspaper in her hand.
She boarded a taxi which drove her to the place. She steps out of the taxi, paying the driver with cash. She stood by the side of the road, staring across to the other end of the road as she sighted the triplet shops.
“Holy Jesus!” She exclaimed. “This is incredible.”
She crossed the road to the other end. There were a few men and women there, she stopped by and asked one of the men for the manager, who simply told her that he was the manager.
“Oh, thank God. My name is Miss Anastasia Romanoff, I’m actually here because I wanna rent a shop.” She said,
“I’m so sorry, Miss Romanoff, the shops have been booked already.” He told her.
“Oh no.” She did love the place and it was the best site for her business idea. It was so beautiful, and the shops were wide enough to accommodate as many customers as she needed. “Is there any way you can help me? I really need this shop.” She said pleadingly.
