Walking a box of rage
The elevator climbing the south pillar of the Eiffel tower was overflowing with tourists. Inside the cramped lift was a gaudy business man. John willignton was a well to do business man. He was on an impromptu business trip which his adopted father asked him to go. Langdon willignton took in John ten years and has played the father role in John's life.
John willignton kept admiring the Eiffel tower as he descended the elevator. He finally got to the ground flow.
"Hello! Hello!" A British voice shouted from across the yard. "Mr. John willignton?".
John looked up to see a middle-aged woman with a badge hurrying towards him, waving happily as she approached.
"Welcome to Washington, sir!
John smiled. " Thank you"
"I'm Mary from the passenger services. She spoke with so much dexterity. " If you'd come with me, sir, your car is waiting".
John followed her to the tarmac. A taxi was waiting. It wasn't exactly a taxi because it looked all pimped up, tinted glasses and all. "Good day sir, I'm Rick and I'd be taking you to your destination". He opened the passenger's seat and showed John where he could get some muffins and coffee.
Rick's phone rang and he answered.
"Yes sir, I am in possession of him and I will bring him to you shortly". That must have been my father's business partner, John thought. The doors were locked , air conditioning was turned on and the ride started. Typical rich man ride.
Along the line, John became uncomfortable; it seemed the air was toxic. "Could you switch off the air conditioner?".
Rick put on a face mask and kept driving. John passed out.
John woke up to the cold water he felt on his face. "Wake up you spoiled brat!" An angry man thundered.
"Hahahahaha" John laughed.
"Why are you laughing!"
"You've got the wrong person. I'm not who you're looking for" he chuckled.
"Now I understand why Mr. Langdon willignton said we should be mindful of you, you corny little piece of…"
"Did you just call my dad's name without respect? What do you mean by that?"
"We got the right person, your dad ordered us to pick you up and teach you a lesson. You don't believe me? Here's a video."
He brought out a device with a pre-recorded video.
"Hello John, if you're watching this then you are where I want you to be. I took you in as a son and you decide to overthrow me while I'm still alive. No one! No one messes with Langdon willignton and goes Scott free. My boys will teach you that in clearer terms. Have a good life"
" You believe me now?" So it was all a set-up. Dad set me up.
John was too deep in to notice the pain coming from the punches given to him. He was beaten so badly, to the point of death.
The guy that was supposed to get rid of him didn't. He kept him and treated him. After about two weeks, John recovered and was terribly broken. He had no intentions of overthrowing his dad. He did it for the benefit of all, guess his dad didn't see it that way.
Slowly and slowly his heartbreak turned to rage. He was full of anger and wanted revenge so bad. Sometimes he felt like it wasn't necessary but sometimes he really wanted it. His plan was to overthrow his dad for real this time around. He was a walking box of rage.
From the well spoken lady to the driver at the tarmac were all part of the plan, just when he thought the lady was innocent.
