There were several heads, arms, thighs, eyes and gore in the boat. Damien couldn't tell why his guts couldn't withstand the scene. That wouldn't be his first time seeing a dismembered body or even gutting creatures out. He had no idea why he reacted so cowardly. He slowly got back on his feet. He walked closer to the boat and looked inside. He didn't want to appear fainthearted to those who he ought to be protecting or be a role model to. He observed the content of the boat carefully and closely, making sure not miss the details. The major and minor details. There were couple questions that he wished to ask. One of them was where the boat came from. And next, the most important question; To whom do these parts belong ?He knew he was going to ask the questions eventually, but wanted to be certain that he was ready to get the answers that he wanted from them. Suddenly, a beautiful idea dropped in his mind. But before he was going to reflect on the idea, he looked at the corpse agai

"What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to keep this out?"Elisa was standing by the door, her back to the office space. It seemed as though there was someone by the door in the hallway. "How am I supposed to keep this going? I don't want to run mad... I am sane. I'm okay..."She kept saying to herself. She looked stressed and her face pale. She looked like someone who had been bawling her eyes out since several days. "Where is he? Where the fuck did he disappear to? How could he just leave me to worry about all of this?"She complained bitterly, wishing she could exert her rage on something or someone. "Why are you so obstinate, Elisa?"A sudden but familiar voice came from behind her. It was thick and airy, yet sent chills down her spines. She felt too cold to turn at the first instance. It was as though she had lost every will to move her body. It was strange. When she finally got a hold of herself, she slowly turned to see who the intruder was. It was obvious in her react

"From Lisa?"Jada brought up her phone, sitting up in the big bed. She opened the text message which she had just received. "Did she have my number off hand?"She muttered the question. "I had no idea that majority of the girls have --"She decided not to complete the sentence as soon as she started reading the text. The body of the text included,"How are you feeling baby boo. How is the baby? You have always been on our minds. We couldn't pass a day without thinking about you."Jada paused from reading the text. She bursted out laughing for a while. "What is Lisa on?"She said amidst the laugh. "What is she trying to get out of this."She decided to scroll through the text to the very last paragraph."We didn't actually, or we are not actually sending you this message only because we needed your help. But now that we are sending you the message, we would love for you to please arrange a meeting between Damien and us. Please it's about the group. We will appreciate your kind....

"For how long do we have to be quiet about this? Does it make any sense to you either?"The atmosphere in the hall was tense. The hall of the BMX tower had been filled with the board members who seemed to be caught up in a wild mood. It was written in all faces that something quite disturbing was happening or had happened. "If he doesn't think he could take care of the company, he could as well hand over the administration to someone else. If you ask me, he is quite young to know about matters that are this delicate. He shouldn't ruin this any further with youthful exuberance."Another of the men had staked a claim. His eyes were red. Though his eyes were red and demanding, yet his was the coolest amongst the rest. You want to imagine what mood the rest were spent in. "You have a point. He can't keep doing things because he feels like. He is only a business man. We are the one who had always been there for this group since the beginning of time. If anything goes wrong, he could sell

The nine girls were looking from one person to the other. Damien was seated by a table as though nothing happened earlier. As though he hadn't recently acted so childishly and elated. But it didn't seem like he cared what their opinions about him were. Nothing seem to matter to him. Eight of the girls were seated on a long chair. Damien handed Jada a glass of water and nodded her to go join the rest of the girls on the long couch. Jada knew too well to ask questions. The rest of the girls did have couple things to say about that, but Damien wasn't ready to entertain it. What mattered to him was the fact that Jada understood what he was doing. It was the business of the group, and Jada was one of the girls. At least, until he says otherwise to the group. He was still in the old mood, nurturing and enjoying the fresh memories of his baby kicking. He couldn't get it away from his head. The picture was clear and lively in his mind. But he knew he had to tend to business at that momen