life. It was time to take the bull by the horns and do something.
CHAPTER TWELVE
A ron was hard at work in Paris in his regional office. He usually spent a few months of the year here, although his presence wasn’t always required. All of his offices were well-oiled machines and he could get his work done from anywhere in the world. He owned a discreet two-story building downtown with thirty permanent employees who looked after his various business interests in Europe. He owned a similar office in Asia and contemplated opening one in North America. Apart from import-export, he also owned several rental properties and interest in stock investments that showed a healthy return because of his sharp business acumen.
While he picked up the paperwork, Aron touched the intercom to call his secretary.
Just then, she knocked on the door and opened it before he could ring her. “Sir, this just came in for you.”
Aron took the rectangular envelope from her hand. He turned it around. The package bore no identifying sender’s address but his heart stopped when he saw that it’d been sent from San Diego. Had Dayna sent it? But how had she located him? He’d deliberately cut off all contact with her. She had no way of knowing where he was. Not wishing to open the anonymous packet in front of his secretary, he handed her the papers he’d readied a minute go. “Please send these out today. But make a copy first and file it for future references in Tiago Shipments folder.”
“Yes, sir.”
After she left and the door closed, Aron opened the envelope. It contained a brief note. “Watch Chanel 167, Program - Incredible Stories, on Sunday, 20 th of June at 6 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time.”
Surprised by the note’s brevity, he simply stared at it for a long time. Who sent it to him and why? Aron watched a number of episodes of the Incredible Stories. It was a weekly program in its second season and had gained international acclaim because of the emotional and sometimes, controversial content that it aired. The network that showed the program kept the content fresh and appealing and chose a different topic for every episode.
Despite his knowledge of the show, he was unable to figure out who would want him to see the new episode and what it was supposed to show. Could Dayna have sent it? Or Graham? Maybe, Jamie? These were the only people he knew well in San Diego. Or, of course, it could be Brett. Aron respected and like the uncomplicated man who seemed just as devoted to his work as he was to his wife and kids. Perhaps he’d sent the note, so he could show Aron something he thought the other man might find exciting. But then why not sign his name at the bottom of the note? It was cryptic and brief and despite his efforts, it piqued his curiosity.
Aron put a reminder on his phone to watch the show, due to air tomorrow. The letter from San Diego made his old feelings to resurface. Despite his best attempts, he’d been unable to forget Dayna. How could you forget the woman you loved, who managed to betray you in the most terrible way possible? If he’d caught her with another man, his devastation would have been just as acute.
Aron thought of her act to give up their child as selfish and self-pleasing. At the age of eighteen, she probably didn’t want to be saddled with a child. She wanted to travel and see the world and the baby would have prevented her from doing all that. If she’d tried to contact him, told him, he would have come back, raised their child with her, most likely married her. Aron had never been one to shirk his responsibilities. They might have struggled and not been what they were today, but surely, they would have made it work. But of course, she hadn’t wanted to curtail her freedom.
Her selfishness was a big blow to the image of the woman he thought her to be. An unforgivable sin, he could never forget or erase from his mind. Aron wished he could stop thinking about her and the child