where peter calls Jacinta, make it mysterious
Sure, let's add a touch of mystery to that part of the story:
Down the silky tarmac highway, a CX-5 car drives away. The constant movement of stability, strength, and speed carries John's mind away. Chewing on some green leaves, he feels the effects kicking in. He is astonished by the CX-5's pride. John, recently out of college, is into drugs and money, hopeful as he waits to receive a job entry confirmation message.
John stands at the cliff's edge, staring out. He takes his earphones off—what soothing beats. He is often angry unless he's high, blaming the government for not providing many employment opportunities. "What a Babylon state," he mutters. His circle thinks he's too educated to be into drugs. John leaps down the cliff to town, heading for his scheduled meeting with his friend Peter.
Peter, who studied public relations, is an ambassador at a renowned company within Getrude's state. He is often aware of the latest events. "You have a meeting with John?" Aisha asks, "Send him in, please." As John strides in, he is astonished by the luxurious atmosphere of the office. He stretches his hands to greet Peter. They converse for a while, sharing a few laughs, but Peter is regretful of how John's life has unfolded.
"You remember Jacinta? You graduated the same year, right?" Peter asks. John replies steadily, with a hint of sorrow, "Yes, I long to see her, although she graduated during President Bill's era." Peter pauses, his expression turning serious as he reaches for his phone. He dials a number, glancing at John with an unreadable look. The phone rings once, twice, and then a voice answers.
"She's at the revenue office downstairs. Aisha will take you there," Peter says, his tone laced with an inexplicable tension. John feels a shiver run down his spine as he nods and follows Aisha.
John finds himself in a mid-air fix as he enters the revenue's premises. "Jacinta, how did you land a job so quickly after campus?" John asks primly. "Well, you better hop onto a CX-5 when you see it, John," she replies, her eyes gleaming with a secret she doesn't share.
