"Knowing that Donald is still alive makes me sad every passing day. I won't be happy until that young man is dead," Betty told her husband. "I can now see why the men's numbers were no longer going through. They found it difficult to tell me that Donald had not been killed..." "Now that we know that he's alive. We have to do something quickly. I have a plan," Mrs Yale interrupted. "What's it?" Rick asked his wife, but she ignored his question and walked out of his sight. Then she dialled a number on her phone. "Hello, Melissa. Can I see you this evening?" Betty asked. "Okay, Mum. I'm not sure, but I'll try," Melissa responded as she hung up on the phone. Betty and Melissa had now made peace and had begun to interact again as mother and daughter, but Rick was still furious with Melissa and wasn't ready to see her. When it was evening, Melissa arrived at her parents' house. As soon as she entered the compound, she saw her Mum in the garden. "Hi, Mum." Melissa greeted as she approa

The Yales, especially Mrs Yale was displeased that she was unable to poison Donald as planned, so they looked for every other means possible to get to Donald. Rick and Betty were on their way out in their small car. Over time, they had been managing the car because they couldn't afford a better and bigger one yet. While Rick was driving the car, the engine suddenly stopped. He tried to start it again but it didn't respond this time around, so he became very furious. That is the more reason why I can never forgive that idiot, Albert. He has all it takes to help us, but he refused to. Look at this old rickety car that I've been struggling with for years now, I cannot change it because he refuses to help our family. He has seen me in the car on different occasions, but it never dawned on him that he could buy me a new car. It pains more that the business deal we had together those times never resulted in anything worthwhile," Rick said regrettably. "Don't worry. We'll get back to tho

Mr and Mrs Yale believed that one of the two men who died was Donald. After the incident, Donald feared Melissa more. "There's something about that young lady that I don't know about. She's either around to help or tell me when something bad is happening or about to happen," Donald thought to himself as he lay down on the bed in his room. It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, so he took out some time to rest. After a while, he picked up his phone and began to dial a number. Within a short while, the phone was picked up at the other end. "Hey, Donald!" "Hi, Melissa!" Donald responded. "How are you today?" Donald asked. "I'm fine. And you?' Melissa asked. "I'm fine too." "You promised to tell me that you would let me know how you got to know that something bad would happen along Boulelings road," Donald said. "Really? Did I say anything like that?" Melissa asked. "Of course, yes." "Well, if you remember very vividly. I only told you that I perceived that something not good would happen th

Rodney had been sick for a while, so no one was able to contact or find out about him. He only informed the company he worked with through email and text messages, after which he switched off his phone. In close to two weeks now, no one has been able to contact him. Even his parents were concerned about him, but they found it difficult to get across to him. When they made all attempts to get to him and they couldn't, they tried to call his friend. Rodney had once used that friend's number in calling them. Since they didn't live in the Northern part of Parker city where Rodney lived, that was the only option they had. So they were able to get across to the friend who told them that Rodney was sick. When they were sure that he was being well taken care of, they were at peace. In recent days, they hadn't gotten across to him, because of the plan to eliminate Donald which had taken the larger part of their minds.Now, Rodney was fine again so he decided to return to work. Most of his

Donald had been wondering why Melissa's parents acted like they didn't know him as Mrs Yale's nephew. All these while, he had thought that her parents only got to know him through the news, because he was missing. He never imagined that Melissa's Mum was his Aunt. So he decided to find out from his Mum about Melissa. He picked up his phone and dialled her number. "Hello, Mum." "Hello, Donald. How are you today?" "I'm fine, Mum. How are you too?" Donald asked. "I'm doing great, son," his Mum responded. "Mum, I have something I want to see you about, so I'll be coming over this evening as soon as I close from work," Donald told his Mum. "Alright, dear. I'll be expecting you," his Mum responded. Later that evening, when Donald closed from work, he drove straight to his parent's house. Within a few minutes, he arrived there. He met his Mum outside the house talking with one of the servants, so he greeted her. "Good day, Mum." "You're welcome, Donald. Let us go inside." Mrs Jeff sai