“Listen to me, Wayne.” Nathan continued. “I’m positive that Charles and I are going to get out of here by the time I give my men the signal but what about you? Is your safety guaranteed?”“Think about it,” Charles said. “Nathan has a point.”“If you help us get out of this mess, you won’t only be saving yourself but you’ll also get the chance to join the Alcantara security team,” Nathan told Wayne.“You can’t buy me off just like that. Do you know how much I earn from working here? It’s a dozen times better than what you pay your security team.” Wayne boasted.“Are you happy here?” Charles retorted.Wayne turned away. “I don’t complain. I get to do what I want and if you weren’t a victim today, I wouldn’t have wasted any time pulling off this shit.”Charles sighed. “Stop complicating things, Wayne. It’s not just about the money. Nathan is offering you the chance to join his team. You are being given the shot to work with dignity and honor and as an Alcantara security officer, you won’

Charles woke up and headed back to his room. He was about to get inside when he met his father standing by his door.“I came to your room to wish you success in your examinations because I'll be leaving very early today.” Mr. Wells said.Charles gave his forehead a mild scrape while flashing a nervous smile. “I spent the night at Nathan’s place. We played video games all through the night.”“I see. Hope you are ready for today. It’s your final year examinations, Charles. You should be in high spirits today.” Said his father after noticing his heavy eyes.“You know that you can always count on me to deliver excellent grades,” Charles replied. He then walked up to his father. Mr. Wells patted him on the back. “I trust you. Wishing you all the best, son.”“Thanks,Dad.”“I’ll go with Nathan good luck.” Mr. Wells said and left.Charles sighed and walked into his room.Mr. Wells headed straight to Nathan’s guest room. He stepped in after Nathan invited him inside.“Good morning sir!”Mr. W

“Cheers!” Fredrick and a group of old men professed and struck their glasses against each other.Dressed in the finest tuxedos, the old men were standing in a luxurious hall. Tonight was the award night of the Millionaire’s Club and during such parties, the club invites its ambassadors, sponsors, and well-wishers.“Where the hell have you been Fredrick?” one of the high commissioners asked.The hall was busy as more elites kept trouping inside to take seats across the round tables.Frederick chuckled and raised his glass to his face. “I needed some fresh air so I went for a vacation to a private island,” he said.“I heard rumors that you fled because your business was in shambles.” the other man said.“Nonsense!” Fredrick replied. “These haters are just pissed because they had no idea where I was so they decided to make up stories but I'm glad I gave them something to talk about while I was away.”The men laughed and shared a toast. “To Fredrick!”“To Frederick!” they chorused. Fredr

Suddenly, a group of men dressed in black tuxedos stormed the hall wearing dark spectacles. There were about a dozen of them and their entrance distracted everyone, causing people to stare at them suspiciously.From the stage, Corrigan stood up and waved at the crowd. “They are my men. No need for any agitation. Can we get back to business?”Nathan couldn't help but wonder why the men had showed up just when the bidding was about to begin like it was some hostile endeavor and the last time he checked, Corrigan was no resident of Rockville but lately, the man had grown comfortable and was gaining more prominence by the day.On his part, Mike was also uncomfortable. He turned to McDonald. “Did you know that Corrigan was participating in the bid?”McDonald sighed. “First of all, I had no idea that he was an ambassador of our club and neither was I aware that he was affiliated with the billionaire’s club.”Mike hummed. His research on Dale Freeman had been leading toward Corrigan but he w

Garvin lifted the Japanese sword. He pulled it out of its sheath. The sword had an illuminating reflection that caught everyone's eyes. Garvin carefully slipped it back to the sheath and turned to the contestants."Who would want to raise the bar for this beauty?"Frazier bided 10,000 dollars.Garvin turned to the crowd. "10,000 dollars on the run."The crowd cheered but when Garvin turned to the contestants, hoping they would raise the bid, they were as silent as a tomb."We've got about five minutes gentlemen so go ahead and raise the bid.""12,000 dollars!" Fredrick said with his gaze averted from the item on display. Like the rest of the contestants, he was not interested in the sword but just wanted that session to end."Going for one!" Garvin's bell went on.Silence ensured. There were three minutes left.To ease the crowd from the boredom, Nathan raised the bid to 15,000 dollars and a few seconds later, Corrigan mentioned 20,000 dollars.When Nathan turned to Corrigan, the man