Escapades of Pascal

aces glowing with pride and anticipation. Columbia University's iconic blue and white banners shi

n, meticulously knotted tie, and polished shoes all spoke of years of preparation. But this day was more than just about w

an uncertain future. As Vice Chancellor Janet Barker took the stage, Pascal's thoughts drifted.

ther's absence, and the constant pressure of being his father's only child-the sole carrier of the

roughout their years at Columbia. But the truth was, Pascal's greatest challenge had not been exams or projects. It was livin

Boomerang had done everything he could to ensure Pascal's success. Yet, his grief over l

tions weren't just about achievement-they were about keeping a promise made to a dying woma

cal wondered if this moment felt bittersweet for his father. Was this graduation a

mixture of pride and anxiety swirling within him. He received his diploma w

smile. But the moment was abruptly interrupted by a vibration in

inking as he saw the message flash: "It's urgent. Call me back." Pascal

be so urgent? After the ceremony, Pascal stepped outside with Edd

couldn't shake the unsettling feeling in his gut. His father's arms enveloped

as Pascal smiled for photos and exchanged congratulations with his frien

r back. The phone rang twice before a hushed voice answered. "Pascal, listen closely,

realize. We need to talk... now." Pascal's heart pounded. He glanced at his fat

that had always seemed too perfect. Mendes Boomerang, a successful business

nder-the-table deals and dangerous competitors. Pascal had dismissed them as the p

n the middle of this? He knew he had to confront his father, but how?

id you're in danger. What's going on?" Mendes froze, his face shifting

ciates from New York. He said something's about to go down." Mendes cursed under

Pascal. You need to stay away from this. There are people-dangerous people-wh

nvolved in?" Before Mendes could answer, his phone buzzed. He glan

watching them. His father was on edge, constantly glancing over his shoulder.

elded his son, his voice trembling. "Stay behind me." The man with the gun smiled

cross? His father had always been a man of integrity... or so he th

hing he thought he knew about his father, about his fami

d reeled. Who fired? Was his father still alive? Or had Pascal just witnessed the u