Chapter 7 Don’T Recognise Me!
- Keith
- “The CEO of The Swifts’ corporation is here!! This is insane!!” the waiter yelled and my heartbeat increased.
- Ryan.
- I will meet him again today.
- “Woah, that’s crazy” I looked at him. “Don’t waste time and ask him for his order”
- “Oh yeah!”
- He went out. I know he will not even recognise me but what can I do? It was his girlfriend, the one I kidnapped. This all is so close to my past and it scares the hell out of me. Maybe I will not get caught but who knows what will happen?
- He brought the list and I nodded. “Thanks Joe”
- He nodded and left. Joe has been my friend since I started working here. He might be the waiter here but he is still one of the best friends I have.
- I started making some of the stuff while some was already there. Some was passed to other chefs too, but mostly Ryan’s food was mine to make as I was the ‘best’ chef of the restaurant.
- I made it and gave it to the waiter. I decided to go with him too.
- I went out and saw him. He was clearly different. He looked matured, hsi face was clear and dominating. His jawline was straight and he looked overall handsome. He was in his black suit.
- He was not the Ryan Swift I know.
- “Sir, here is your order” Joe bowed and kept the food on the table.
- “May you have the best food” I spoke but then I realised that my voice was still the same. He looked at me suspiciously.
- “Sure,” he replied. I nodded and left.
- As soon as I reached the kitchen, I sighed loudly. Oh god, why did I have to go? What if he recognised me? I have the same fucking voice! Yeah, I thought maybe he wouldn’t recognise at all because it has matured and changed but he did!
- “Are you okay?” I heard Joe as he came inside the place. I took a long breath and nodded.
- “Yeah yeah. Maybe I am excited because we have such a big guest”
- “Oh yeah, take my breath away too. He is so damn rich”
- “Hm!”
- He sighed and went back. I sighed too. I should act normal. But I am pretty sure there has to be a reason why he came here. Like my restaurant isn’t the most expensive and I am damn sure that he would like to go to expensive restaurants. I don’t think that there are any friends of his here and even he was alone.
- I groaned in frustration. I am just over-thinking the things. It is alright. He must have just come by to eat something normally. Maybe this was the nearest restaurant. There need not be a good reason.
- Joe came in again. “Next order?” I asked him.“Nah, uh… Mr. Swift wants to talk to you”
- Oh my fucking lord.
- NO!
- “Ah… o-oh great, do you know why?”“I don’t know, I just hope there is no complaint about the food”
- I sighed. I really don’t give a fuck about the food. I just hope he doesn’t recognise my voice when talking to me. It might have matured but I am still the same and it is still much similar.
- “Yeah” I went out and to Ryan.
- I decided to act completely normal even if he confronts me. “Hello, mr. Swift. It is an honor to have you here. A great honor” I said so with a smile.
- He got up and shaked hands with me. “The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Ray”
- I smiled. Oh yeah, didn’t I tell you? My new name is Ray Hudson.
- “So, Joe told me you had something to talk about?” I tried to end it all fast by jumping to the point.“Oh yeah. Your cooking skills are amazing, here was a reward” he passed on a slip. I looked at it.
- I was taken aback when I read it. It was a cheque.
- “W-What? Are you serious, Mr. Swift?” I asked him. I couldn’t believe it.
- “Yes, mr. hudson. This is your hard work. Thank you, now I must leave” he got up. I was still looking at the check of 60,000 dollars. I was so shocked. I-I couldn’t believe this.
- But there were his signatures and there were no casualties in the paper. It was true and legal. It was unbelievable.
- I went back and showed the cheque to Joe. As expected, he freaked out too. “Oh My God, I am so happy for you!”
- I smiled and found myself amazed. I don’t understand why he would give me so much. It definitely wasn’t because of the food. This was more than all the tips I have collected till now. Why would he?