Dark Stallion

Chapter 2. The Phone Rings

The Phone Rings 

Interview time: - Ten in the morning

Although Lachlan was still reminiscencing, on what actually happened five days ago, he had quickly snapped back into reality; that you can sorta noticing, he was still shuddering of the after effect, from receiving such inappropriate questions from those female students, who were aiming most of those questions to him, and no one else. Although he, still can't believe, on how immatue, those students can, while peresenting themselves to be an up and coming reporter to one of the top media outlet. So while he was quietly gazing out of his floor to ceiling window, he was sorter mumbling himself, how on earth did he agree? To finally do this one on one interview with this up and coming reporter, who is writing an exclusive article on him, for the end of year Magazine? For the McPherson University. 

In spite of the fact, he owns many skyscrapers throughout the whole of Brisbane, you would most likely find him; working extremely hard in one of his impressive 'Towers' that is situated along 'The Brisbane River.' Despite he was coming to his senses, he was kinder mumbling to his whole self on 'How the flipping Christ? Did I get himself sucked into doing this particular interview? With this unknown reporter, as he truly hopes Professor. William Johnson, from the McPherson University, will live up to his end of the bargain? By sending the right person, up to Brisbane, who he had prolifically asked for. Because if she isn't out there waiting for him, when he finally open his office door, to kindly welcome this trainee reporter into his office, he won't be at all intolerant towards this unqualified reporter, who he hadn't even asked for in the first place. But if she is the one, who has actually turned up, at the accquired time, he'd be please to see her waiting for him, when he fially come out of his office. 

Seeing as, he was heavily thinking on this, he was truly hoping, that this up and coming reporter, won't start digging part of his unforseen life, as he has been trying to keep it well and truly hidden for the last thirty something years of his life. Which for him, he not going to be a very happy person in the end, if she actually start digging into his dreaded past.  "I really don't care, on who I may upset in the end, because it may come to a shocked to her, if I informed her, on what I've been through in my whole entire life." He had pause for a second, before saying something completely different, to what he was consciously saying beforehand. "I just hope, it will be Miss. Linda Wilson, who'll be driving up to the Stallion's Media Tower, to do that exclusive interview on me, as I'm truly hoping, she won't be asking me such stupid senseless questions, like those first-year students had done, five days ago," he was quietly thinking to his whole self.

For the purpose of him, over thinking on all of this, he started to think back, to the group interview, when he was somewhat being interrogated by those brainless students. That while he heavily thinking of all of those stupid questions, that literally aimed at him. He couldn't believe in his wildest dreams, that there was this one person; who was sitting in one of the back rows of the university auditorium, who had put her hand up, to asked me a question. But instead of her inquiring something from me, she had stood up to personally apologises to me, for answering such idotic questions, by those immature students. Straight after she had done all of that, she had swung around, to virtually tell all of those first year students off, by instructing them to stop asking me such ill-suited questions and to start asking me some significant questions, about my career, as a CEO, in one of the top newspapers, in southeast Queensland.

'Following on of her doing all of that for me, as I was just realising; on who the actual person was, that she was the very same person who had to save my life six weeks previous, and here she is, standing up and saving my life once again,' he was mentally thinking to his whole self. In much of all this was going through his mind, he still can't believe, on what he and his brothers, had actually witness five days previous. As he was somewhat remembering on what the other senior students were doing at the same time - while this petite person, were giving the entire undergraduate students, a truly good blasting on the select questions they expecting me to give some sort of answer for them. While all the other postgraduate students were quietly supervising their junior counterparts, who acting like complete fools. That the seniors students, must've been feeling rather annoyed, of the way the junior counterparts was acting towards his younger brothers and him. That straight after, that one single student, who has finish telling all of the first year students off, she had received a thunderous of applause, from her fellow classmates, which brought a big smile on Lachlan's face.