Tell Me What You See

Oh..Brother !!

Jon woke up into another day , not so beautiful though, he thought, another day of paper works and boring office with boring people. He gathered enough strength to stand up and get himself ready for work. He walked into the bathroom and washed some sleep off his eyes. He looked at himself in the mirror with disappointment. Life didn't turn out the way he planned it. He was never a bookworm  or somebody interested in school so he worked hard on getting a football scholarship to college and he was so close until he lost everything in one second. It was the MLS final and it was the night he was to get his scholarship, well until he got an injury. He was going to score, but he didn't , he only felt a clip on his leg and a striking pain to his calf, unfortunately he couldn't continue the match. Those memories flashed by every time he looked in the mirror. He got dressed and was about to leave when he received a phone call, he probably thought it was his junior brother (Harold) but suprisingly it was an unfamiliar family member (Mr Harrington). He ignored the call though, for ten years he hadn't made contact with his father and he wasn't planning on,they might not have been on the best of terms. Jon arrived at the office later than usual and unfortunately his boss was already pissed off.

    Mr Patek ( his boss) : was it you? or miss Richards

Jon: I'm lost

Mr Patek: the papers were delayed, whose fault was it?

Jon accidentally forgot to print out the day's sports section after drinking too much.

Jon: that'll be my fault sir

Mr Patek: good, you're fired. Ethan!!

Ethan a sly looking Korean man walked into the office

Ethan: Sir?!!

Mr Patek: you've been promoted to the sports section manager.

Jon expected it sooner or later he was going to be fired like the rest five jobs he had been fired from.He packed his things and went back home, put on some loud music and pretended to be a rock star with a toy guitar until the door bell rang. Jon opened the door to see it was another family member he wanted nothing to do with , his junior brother Harold

Jon: what do you want?

Harold: Good to see you too brother

 { Harold walked into the house certainly uninvited }

Harold was the head detective for the CSI / also a business entrepeneur and was better at keeping jobs than his elder brother  he was like the bread winner of what still remained of the family.

 Jon: come to rub the whole better than me thing in my face right?

Harold: actually, I'm in town for a case and i'll be needing a place to stay,hey..roomie

 Harold dropped his briefcase on the sitting room table and took off his black gloves.

Jon : what's in it for me

Harold: come on I'm your little bro.

{ Throws a friendly punch at his elder brother's mighty structure and Jon looks at him with his familiar straight face}
      Harold: fine, I'll get you money $10,000

    Jon: woah, how long are you staying?

Harold : two to three months maybe

Jon: welcome home

{ picks Harold's bag but a sharp pain rang in his head}

  Jon: { drops the briefcase}

Harold: fine I'll carry it

  Jon was confused on what just happened. He saw something like a black hole, something dark when he held the bag. Jon grabbed the bag from Harold and instantly fell unconscious.

Harold: Jon?!!

      How was it ? Make sure you share your thoughts in the comment section .What's up with Jon and what's in the bag, find out in chapter 2..