The Rise Of The Abandoned Son.

7: THE S

um employment capacity for now. If there's anything opening, I'll reach you."

atened that Trevor had all the qualifications needed for an even more prestigious position in the industry,

d out of the office. This was the second rejection he encountered this week. It had been a while since he brough

from Elizabeth and her parents, he could finally have som

sighed, and walked away. He loosened his black tie and unbutton

ight. Heck, that's the hub of commerce in the world. Eve

se. He was just some guy. Sounds of automobile traffic filled the air, from luxurious vehicl

pick pocket Trevor, but Trevor was no fool. He had sighted the petty a block away from where he was and moved whatever

the glass, admiringly looking at the clothes on display. These were clothes he used to be able to afford a couple of years a

It was going to be a new beginning for him. The constant rejection and fru

eed a break." Trevor said as he entered. Getting to the counter he asked a female barista dress

o have the drink served, as Trevor sat on a

een.' Trevor sighed,

t. He took a sip, and the deliciousness of it was one he'd never get too fond of. The foam stuck to his m

sh up that cup of cappuccino. He savore

d back home, to Paul's place, when he came upon th

erly stranger lamented, seeming helpless,

s cleaned please. And we'll have another cup of hazelnut cappuccino."

ed to do all of that. I can take

ke care of it, I insist."

ted son. Thank you." Th

d cappuccino cleaned, and another cup of h

evor smile pleased that he was able to help out someone, although needing help himself. Awkwar

been having a bad day

obvious?" Tr

on earth to be able to read people's expressions, and yours ha

, went ahead to narrate all he's been through, briefly mentioning he was in the foster care syst

anger. He felt secure opening up his hurt to h

'Why is he looking at me like that?' Trevor thought within

f my life." Trevor sighed

te a lot to take in. And a whole lo

. You've not given up, and that's very admirable." The s

, am at Starbucks." Trevor's curiosity was pricked when he made that call,

es after the stranger made the call. Four men in black suits and black glasses walked in to

proached the stranger. The stra

der?" The stranger a

in order." The man cl

eached into his pocket, and brought out a beautifully custom made business card, and handed it over t

oor to the passenger's side of the second car in the convoy was opene

om made business card, he realized that the stranger