The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 5

Reid?” Darius asked, utterly confused. “Yes young master Reid. Please pardon my impudence. I have a lot to tell you which I cannot do over the phone. Would you kindly tell me your location? I’ll arrive there shortly to pick you up.” The caller said. Darius kept mute. Suspicion was written all over his face. He had no idea who the caller was so how did he expect him to reveal his location just like that? What if he was a kidnapper who was looking to kidnap him? Darius suddenly laughed at himself. Kidnapper? As if. He was as poor as a church rat. Kidnappers usually did their research. They would never waste their time on someone as poor and miserable as him. He let out a sigh before deciding to give the caller his location. He had nothing to lose anyway. If the callers were really kidnappers then when they arrived he was sure that they would let him be. He didn’t have a single penny on him anyway. “Alright young master Reid. I’ll be there as soon as I can. Please don’t go anywhere.” The caller said before disconnecting the call. Darius looked at his phone before sighing. He was ruling out the idea of it being a kidnapper and actually being a prank. After all, what kind of kidnapper would call their victim ‘young master Reid?’ Darius closed his eyes and rested his head against the bench, enjoying the cool breeze blowing against his skin. He sighed again. It didn’t matter if it was a prank or

I swear to God if you don’t have a good reason for calling me persistently at this time of the night I’m going to find you and beat you up!” Darius yelled, transferring all the anger he had accumulated some hours back to the caller. “Pardon my impudence Young Master Reid. I apologize.” The caller replied. His voice was now respectful which confused Darius. “Young Master Reid?” Darius asked, utterly confused. “Yes young master Reid. Please pardon my impudence. I have a lot to tell you which I cannot do over the phone. Would you kindly tell me your location? I’ll arrive there shortly to pick you up.” The caller said. Darius kept mute. Suspicion was written all over his face. He had no idea who the caller was so how did he expect him to reveal his location just like that? What if he was a kidnapper who was looking to kidnap him? Darius suddenly laughed at himself. Kidnapper? As if. He was as poor as a church rat. Kidnappers usually did their research. They would never waste their time on someone as poor and miserable as him. He let out a sigh before deciding to give the caller his location. He had nothing to lose anyway. If the callers were really kidnappers then when they arrived he was sure that they would let him be. He didn’t have a single penny on him anyway. “Alright young master Reid. I’ll be there as soon as I can. Please don’t go anywhere.” The caller said before disconnecting the call. Darius looked at his phone before sighing. He was ruling out the idea of it being a kidnapper and actually being a prank. After all, what kind of kidnapper would call their victim ‘young master Reid?’ Darius closed his eyes and rested his head against the bench, enjoying the cool breeze blowing against his skin. He sighed again. It didn’t matter if it was a prank or not. When he got his mind back in the right direction again, he would leave the park and go back to his dorm. While he might be poor, he wasn’t homeless, and he certainly did not want to be mistaken as one. 40 minutes after the phone call, Darius heard the sound of car moving. He opened his eyes and his mouth dropped down in shock. It was expected, as he never expected to see something like this. A white and gold car came to a stop a few feet away from where Darius sat on the bench. Although Darius was poor, it didn’t mean he could not tell an expensive car from a glance. After all, he attended Kingston University, a top university that had a lot of rich kids attending it. The door opened and a man stepped down from the car. The man looked to be in his late 40s and was dressed very luxuriously. His white three piece suit had layers of expensive jewelry littered around it, and they sparkled in the night. His hair was black, but there were already traces of white in it. However, it was neatly styled. Darius looked at the man in confusion.