Chapter 15: Self-Defense


    "Mr. Wright, I''m very sorry, but Miss Davis'' records are sealed!" Revealed Aiden, the hacker Ethan


    employed to look into Samantha.


    "What do you mean sealed?" Ethan asked while holding up the phone to his ear. He was leaning


    back in his seat, utterly disappointed at the report given by Aiden.


    "Well, I have her basic details and it''s like what you had thought. She is the daughter of General


    Winfield Davis," Aiden reported. "I found a marriage certificate between Miss Davis''s mother, Sarah


    Turner, and one Winfield Davis."


    "And there is no other Winfield Davis that lives in the city or any neighboring cities," added Aiden. "It


    could only be the general -"


    "Make sure of it, Aiden!" Ethan countered, raising his voice. "I don''t want hunches!"


    "The thing is sir, most of her records are blocked from within the military itself. Thus, I can only


    conclude Miss Davis is rted to the military somehow. Anyway, I went through some old photos


    from some members of the Davis family, not necessarily General Winfield''s but from their rtives,


    and I happen to find one photo of Miss Davis. I have sent this information to you," Reported Aiden.


    "It could not be a coincidence," added Aiden. "Anyhow, sir. I''m still working on hacking into the


    military camp''s server, but it will take time... maybe a few more hours."


    A hiss left Ethan''s lips before he said, "Do your job, Aiden I''ll give you another day to find the


    answer I am looking for."


    After putting down the phone, he returned to work.


    It was already sometimeter in the afternoon that John came into his office to report the phone call


    coming from Mr. and Mrs. Song.


    "Mr. Wright, Mr. Song called and asked if you can have dinner with them this Saturday," said his


    assistant. "Together with... your kids and wife? Haha!"


    John choked on hisugh, seeing how his boss was squinting at him.


    "Is it funny, John?" Ethan asked in his ssic domineering tone. "You know what to do. Call Miss


    Davis and tell her I will speak to her at the hotel. In any case, I need an inspection at the hotel."


    "Yes, sir, Mr. Wright," said John Garcia. "I''m on it!"


    ***


    From inside the living room space of a condominium t, Samantha was checking her kid''s daily


    exercises from school. She suddenly heard her phone ringing, which startled her outright.


    When she saw it was John Garcia, she answered promptly, "Mr. Garcia. Good afternoon."


    "Miss Davis, the boss would like to see youter. Perhaps at six in the evening, right after he


    finishes here in the office. In any case, I will call you once we are at the First Diamond Hotel. He


    wanted to discuss the n for the dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Song," John exined on the other line.


    "Oh," said Samantha before sneering. She did not really think it would happen sooner. "When is the


    dinner?"


    "This Saturday," confirmed John. "He wants to meet you at the hotel''s one-carat conference room."


    The hotel''s conference rooms were named after carats, depending on the size of the room.


    Samantha bit her lip and answered, "Wow, a conference room? This is just a meeting between the


    two of us, right?"


    "Yes, Miss Davis. Mr. Wright does not like to be seen by other people," John reported. "Most of the


    time, he reserves a private room for all his appointments."


    "Okay. I understand. Six in the evening, then. I''ll get ready," said Samantha.


    After the phone call, Samantha felt utterly nervous.


    "Maybe because, he is just a scary guy," she convinced herself. "Or, you are getting conscious,


    Sam!"


    "Pffft! Why would I feel nervous looking at a tall handsome man who looks like my son," Samantha


    resumed mumbling, trying to dismiss her stirring emotions.


    She checked the time and saw how she only had less than two hours before Ethan wright would


    arrive. She gulped, suddenly feeling the need to release all the tension in her body. Recalling how


    there was a public park, a block behind the First Diamond Hotel, she decided to take a run.


    Samantha first told her aunt how she wanted to explore the nearby park. She left Kenzie and Kyle in


    Diana''s care right after she changed into her running attire.


    Clothed in tight grey leggings and a sweatshirt on her torso, Samantha merely tied her hair into a


    ponytail before making her way down to the hotel. She had her phone with her and her AirPods,


    kicking the mood for some music as she rode on the lift.


    The park was exactly where she remembered it would be. It was a round park in the middle of the


    busy streets where several trees shaded the walking path. At the center of thewn stood a small


    yground, and benches were spread across the ce.


    Samantha had to cross the street to reach the park. Fortunately, there was always an enforcer who


    stood close to the pedestrianne that she easily made her way inside the fenced park.


    As soon as she stepped foot on the stone walk path, she started briskly walking before going all out


    on a run.


    Samantha loved to run. It was her best way of cardio exercise.


    Of course, since she had been in Military school for three years, she knew several work-out


    sessions that could build her stamina.


    Despite having been kicked out from the Military, Samantha tried her best to practice what she had


    learned; from keeping her body in a good shape and training on herbat skills.


    Now, she merely called it self-defense, but she knew deep down, she knew more than just


    protecting herself. After all, her father was in the military and the great General Winfield Davis had


    expected her to follow in his footsteps. Since she was young, she had already been exposed to


    martial arts training.


    After an hour of running around the circr park, Samantha noticed how she was being followed by


    a man in a hooded jacket. She shook her head, feeling the uneasiness in her chest.


    Going through an isted walking path of the area, she noticed how the man was speeding in her


    direction. She then heard him say, "Hey prettydy! Why don''t you give me your cellphone and I''ll


    be on my way!"


    When the man caught up with her, he took out a knife and pointed in Samantha''s face.


    "Come on, sexydy. Hurry up! I don''t want to hurt you. Just give me your phone and I''ll be on my


    way." The man studied Samantha''s frame and face before licking his lips. He said, "Maybe I could


    also just... touched your boobs a bit - "


    Without warning, Samantha grabbed the man''s wrist as she rotated her body beneath his frame.


    The man''s torso wound up being on top of Samantha''s back, and she easily lifted the man with her


    own weight.


    With all her might, she threw the man''s body against the ground, flipping him to lie on his back. The


    next thing the man knew, his arm was being twisted vigorously by the slender woman with blonde


    hair.


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    "Ahhhh! Fuck!" If that was not enough, Samantha kicked him in the stomach before finally getting a


    hold of his knife.


    She then ran away as fast as she could, not missing to ditch the knife in the nearest garbage bin.


    Samantha noticed how other concerned citizens hade to give the man a beating. It was clear to


    her that the hooded man was a regr troublemaker in the park. Unfortunately for him, that day, he


    met his match.


    "You sure showed him!" She heard one woman say to her. "That guy has been causing trouble


    ''round here!"


    "You are amazing, youngdy!" An old man remarked while others pped their hands to praise


    her.


    With an awkward smile on her face, she said, "Oh, just some basic self-defense."


    Samantha puffed as she exited the park. She did not expect to get into action, but at least, she


    thought, she went easy on the hooded man. Catching her breath, Samantha waited for the streets


    to clear of the many vehicles passing by.


    From a distance, she noticed a ck Maybach speeding in her direction. It would seem to her that


    the same vehicle had taken a full turn around the park.


    It halted right in front of her abruptly, causing her to take a few steps back. She wound up


    eximing, "What the hell!"


    The passenger''s door opened and Ethan Wright came out, standing tall and taking all the attention


    around the busy streets. With his chilly tone, an icy stare, he ordered, "Get inside, Miss Davis."


    Samantha wasn''t sure why, but she felt like she had practically offended the man.