A black Audi SUV drove away from the mansion, not towards the city but in the opposite direction.
Under the gloomy sky, the only thing which differentiated the car from its surroundings was it's headlights as it quietly drove to its destination.
Adam had the window of his side rolled down, propping an arm on it which supported his face.
He sped through the quiet road and finally reached his destination after an hour. He pulled the car in the driveway of an abandoned mansion which looked no less than a haunted house.
The mansion was shrouded with darkness as not a single light was turned on. Maybe there wasn't any there.
Adam took out his phone from the pocket of his dress pants and saw Blake's text. He read through it before stepping out of the car. He had left the headlights of the car on.
After lulling Stella to sleep, he had changed into a black formal suit which fitted his perfectly toned body. Even the shirt he was wearing under the coat was black. He blended with the surroundings with his attire. One could easily mistook him as a moving shadow if it wasn't for the headlights illuminating the dark place a bit.
Instead of making his way to the front porch, Adam headed towards the backyard of the place. Walking over the dead grass, he finally found the back door of the mansion.
He looked at the small glass window of the door, which looked like an ordinary piece of tempered glass but it wasn't. With dust covering everything in the place, it was the only thing which didn't have a single speck of dust on it.
He placed his right palm on it and a blue light illuminated the glass. After the light has turned green Adam moved his head down to look through it. The green light scanned his irises and then turned to a pale white light.
Letters in red appeared on the screen.
'WELCOME BACK BOSS!"
The door unlocked with a click sound and Adam stepped inside.
The inside of the mansion was completely opposite from what it looked like from the outside.
A crystal chandelier hung in the center of the vast room, which lit up the entire place with a golden white hue.
As Adam's firmed steps resonated in the hall, people who were present there stopped whatever they were doing.
They looked at the man clad in black with their eyes wide open and their jaws hanging low. No one could believe what they were seeing with their own eyes.
One had to live under a rock to not know who Adam Levinson was and how he looked like. But that wasn't what shocked them, it was the reason that he had returned, that a Levinson had returned to take the reins back.
"How long have I waited to see this day?" Blake's voice resonated in the quiet hall.
"Shut up." Adam narrowed his eyes at him.
"Yes, Boss." Blake replied with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I will introduce you to everyone later on, let's move to your room for now." He continued.
Adam nodded and followed him across the hall. Everyone bowed their heads as low as their bodies allowed them to. Adam acknowledged them with a nod of his head and followed Blake to the elevator which was at the other end of the hall.
The duo entered the elevator and Blake typed four on the panel before he pressed his thumb over the scanner and looked at the eye scanner which scanned his irises. The elevators door shut and it started to move up.
The mansion had four floors but there were actually ten floors in total. Four of them were above the ground while the remaining six were situated below the ground floor. Not everyone had access to every floor, and that is why they had to scan their thumbs and eyes before the elevator's doors would actually close and it would start moving.
Along with Blake and Lillian, only a few of their subordinates were granted access to the top floor where Blake's room was.
He guided Adam to a room besides his own.
"This was your Dad's. Now, it's yours." Blake explained it to him.
"I remember this room." Adam had a fond smile on his face as he walked in.
"You can redecorate it the way you want." Blake added.
"No, I want to keep it the way it is at the moment. Just install some modern technologies in it. I remember he hated those." Adam replied as he made his way across the old oakwood table. "May be a new tablet will be fine." He chuckled as his fingers traced the engravings on it.
"As you say, Boss." Blake replied as he took a seat on the couch.
"Don't call me Boss when it's just us." Adam reprimanded him. He knew that Blake was doing it deliberately.
"You got it man." Blake laughed. "It's good to have you back here. I missed you."
"You hate the place just as much as my Dad did. Don't bother lying to me. I know you too well." Adam punched him on his shoulder, not bothering to withhold his strength.
"You are still stronger than me, just like before." Blake groaned holding his shoulder.
"Well, I should thank Uncle for it. He was the one who used to sneak me into this place and train me." Adam added with a hearty chuckle.
"Yeah! Dad favoured you more, he always did that." Blake scoffed. "Even though Uncle Paul was against it, but he continued doing it without bringing it to his attention."
"Are you kidding me? He knew it! Dad always knew about me spending my weekends here, he just decided to turn a blind eye to it." Adam shook his head.
"May be he realized that you needed the exposure since the same blood runs in your veins." Blake added to which Adam shook his head.
"No. He wanted to give me a choice. He wanted me to choose which path I wanted to go on my own. He knew all along about your Dad sneaking me in and training me like an assassin, but he decided to ignore it after reprimanding me a couple of times." Adam spoke up as his thoughts drifted to the past.