Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from John's point of view

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Seeing that Magda was ready to pounce on Kim, Kim swiftly stood by my side, seeking protection.

"What did you expect, Magda? You came here in the middle of the night, spouting nonsense. I am worried about you, and I want to help, but I know that John is the only one who can take care of you."

Magda laughed manically. Over the years, I've seen many outbursts from Magda, but this was a whole new level of crazy.

"You think that John will take care of me? He will imprison me! I told you not to call him! I told you that he will force me to go back to that stupid school that is worse than prison! He is the last person who would take care of me!"

"I'm sorry, Magda.", Kim said. "You are my friend and I want to help you, but right now, I'm unable to do so. Please, don't blame me."

Magda glared at Kim, and if the look could kill, Kim would be dead from the moment I entered this room.

I pushed a speed dial on my phone and called my head of security to meet me on the second floor.

I took a deep breath to compose myself. I can handle so many stressful situations, but my sister is an expert in making me lose my cool.

I raised my hand, to make Magda notice me. She should not worry about Kim at this point.

"Magda, don't make a scene. Come home. Now."

"NO!", Magda screamed at me. "You will send me to that place where I need to fuck guys for a phone call!"

I cringed. Who in their right mind would say something like that in front of her brother and strangers?

Well, now I know how she got in touch with her cronies. And that brought me to my next question which I directed at Kim.

"Do you know how she got here from Sweden?"

Kim shook her head frantically.

I snapped my fingers a few times to get her attention. "Who is the top schemer in your clique?"

Kim paused. "That would be…"

"Don't tell him!", Magda screamed.

"Anna.", Kim said, and Magda threw a fit.

"You are dead, Kim! I will make sure I get you for this! I will ruin you!"

By now, my security was here, and I gestured toward Magda. "Take her home. Knock her out if needed."

They knew how to knock her out because we used the same method to get her to Sweden.

"No! No!" Magda was kicking and throwing punches which my security caught with ease. When she was unable to move, she turned to me. "John, don't send me back there… please…"

"Don't worry. I won't.", I said stiffly. "Do you remember what I told you? If the school doesn't work out, we will go with option B. It's obvious that school didn't work out."

"No! Nooooo…", Magda's voice trailed when the anesthetic kicked in and she was limp in the arms of my bodyguards.

"You know where to take her, and make sure my father doesn't find out.", I said to my bodyguards and gestured to them to head out.

I turned to Kim. "Thank you for calling me. Don't take her threats seriously. I will make sure that she can't harm you. As you can see, Magda's mental condition is unstable since her birthday. She couldn't cope with the scandal, and she snapped. We have doctors coming to treat her and I even sent her to Sweden for a change of scenery. I'm doing my best to keep this lowkey, with the hope that Magda will recuperate and get a chance to return to her social circle. I will be grateful if you can keep what happened here for yourself."

Kim had stars in her eyes. "Of course, John. Maybe when you settle this, we can meet up and chat? I would love to help Magda, if possible."

I knew she didn't want to talk, and she didn't care about Magda.

There are other ways for Kim to use that mouth of hers, but I didn't want to deny her immediately after she did me a favor. After all, if Kim didn't call me, I would still think that Magda is in Sweden.

"I will give you a call.", I said, and she beamed. "In the meantime, if you remember anything else important, you know how to reach me."

Kim grabbed my hand. "When Magda got here, she insisted that I tell no one. I asked her for a reason, and she said that there was a murder and that if I tell anyone she is here, I will be implicated."

"Murder?", I repeated, and Kim nodded.

Kim mentioned it over the phone, but I assumed that Magda was blabbering about how I will murder her.

"She didn't want to tell me more than that, but she was very shaken up."

I really hoped that was some incoherent nonsense of a girl who craved attention.

I turned to Kim's parents. "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. and Mrs. Dixon. I apologize for any inconvenience Magda caused you. If your company would like to collaborate with the Giantshade Industries on some of your projects, please, use this number and we will set up a meeting."

I gave to Mr. Dixon my business card and the man looked at me with disbelief painted on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Thompson."

"My pleasure, Mr. Dixon."

After bidding them goodbye, I headed to my next destination. Anna.

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Anna was visibly nervous when I arrived at her house, and not just because I came with six bodyguards.

Her mother was peeking into the living room, probably hoping that I came to court Anna and the woman wanted some juicy details.

I glanced through the large French glass door that led to the garden. "Can we take a walk?" I didn't want Anna's mom to hear what I had to say.

We were halfway through the garden when I stopped and looked at Anna. "I hear that you helped Magda come to London."

Anna visibly paled.

"What did you do, Anna?"

Anna's lips trembled, and she looked like she was about to dissolve into sobs.

"Speak!", I snapped, and Anna jolted.

I hate these women who appear to be delicate young misses in public, scheming behind one's back, and when, confronted they turn into weaklings. Anna is a perfect example of a woman I loathe.

If they could look at Seraphina Mezzanotte and take some pointers from her, the world would be a much better place.

"Well?", I asked impatiently when Anna still didn't say anything.

"Magda called five days ago… She wanted a plane…", Anna started narrating the story of how she helped Magda come to London, and she gave her a change of clothes and some cash, and then Magda left. That was two days ago. She also mentioned that her father's gun was missing, and I hoped from the bottom of my heart that was not related to Magda.

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