“A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
- Albert Einstein
“What are you planning to do with these people?” Ben asked cynically once the two men had left Drusilla’s office.
“You have a meeting soon Drusilla,” Maria said as she checked her watch.
“Oh,” Drusilla said releasing Voltaire. “We will have to sort out the details of our contract later, dears. Thank you for your time, gentlemen, will you grant me some more?”
“Yes,” Voltaire said. “When and where?”
“Maria will sort that out, darling,” Drusilla said. “My two o’clock appointment is expected me in fifteen minutes.”
“I don’t like this,” Ben hissed at Voltaire who simply nodded. As Maria left the room, the two men followed her outside into a simple white hallway.
“Everything Drusilla said couldn’t have gotten to you,” Ben said. “Please, don’t tell me that you tried to kill Drusilla just to see what would happen.”
“I did,” Voltaire said. “It was exciting, wasn’t it?”
Ben looked at Voltaire before his eyes returned to the elegant hallway. He did not know what to say for there was a sinking feeling in his chest. He could not bring himself to look at the man that he considered the one person he could always trust.
“You mean so much to me,” Ben said after hesitating. “After everything we have been through, I want to stand by your side… but how can I? How can I, when you do things like this? If you were wrong and she died then I would also have to live with that. I want to believe you are better than this and that you are a good person. I still want to believe that!”
“Ben,” Voltaire said as he reached out for his friend desperately. “I lost everything. Don’t tell me I am going to lose you too.”
“I will stand with you ‘till I have no strength left,” Ben said looking at Voltaire quietly before he reached out and took his friend’s hand. The two men walked down the hall together side by side.
Maria turned around when they arrived at her office, and asked. “So when is the next time you would like to meet the boss?”
Disclaimer: This is an original story that is not based on any real people or events. It is a work of fiction that is purely for your entertainment.