Mrs. Greene blinked perceptively, hoping she had heard Elijah wrongly. It was now or never for Elijah. His guts tied into a knot, as he stared at Mrs. Greene. He perceived a hunch that his card could be with anyone from the Greene mansion, however, time was not on his side neither was it on Bishop Leo’s. “What did you just say to me?” Mrs. Greene questioned the audacity of Elijah to walk up to her and beg for her hard-earned money. She restrained herself from letting out her anger in front of her guests and tried to play cool with it.Elijah squeezed his words, forcing them out of his lungs, “I want you to lend me one million… dollars… I … will pay you back,” he said, shifting his gaze from Mrs. Greene to the floor. The party was still active, as Elijah only spoke directly to Mrs. Greene without creating any ruckus. However, it was soon to end. Daniel immediately charged at Elijah and thrust his fist into Elijah’s face.At this moment, the party came to a halt. Murmurs and i

“Let go of her,” Dorothy cried and hurried toward Daniel. Daniel was not ready to release his hold of Haylee’s neck like a predator determined to break the neck of its prey. “You… b-bastard…” Haylee stuttered, choking from Daniel’s monstrous hold.Nobody seemed strong enough to overcome Daniel’s physicality, but Mrs. Greene did not need muscles to put a halt to Daniel’s madness. “Are you out of your mind?” Mrs. Greene scolded Daniel, as she brought him back to his senses with multiple slaps that sparked a blast in Daniel’s ears. Daniel’s face was laced with fear and despair for what Mrs. Greene would do to him, and also, for his irrevocable action. And yet, it bore anger toward Haylee, believing it was all her fault. “What is this madness, Daniel?” Mrs. Greene questioned as her eyes became reddened, but concealed her broken heart toward the crumble of her family.Daniel held his cheek as he massaged Mrs. Greene’s slap. His breathing increased, “Grandmother…” he lost trac

Richard sucked his lips, and lowered his head, disappointed at Elijah’s response. “Think about it very well, this is not something that would come again. Leonard was aware of the dangers and how much it meant to you, yet he still chose to go ahead on that path. Don’t you think you have to make his death worthwhile?” Elijah sniffled, with his eyes darting around the bar, his senses awoken to the possibilities of any threat in his vicinity. “Leo was the end of the bloodshed. I do not wish for any other person to take any risk for me,” Elijah answered, weighing the risks of making the move Richard was asking of him. Bishop Leo’s phone has been tapped, and any suspicious activity on it would alert whosoever wants to kill him of his whereabouts and those who want to help Elijah. Elijah knew better than to trigger a sleeping time bomb. “Leo’s death is difficult on you, and I very much understand you, however, this would be the most foolish thing you would ever do in your entir

Time ticking, emotions raging, it shadowed the end of the world to Elijah. He lumbered on hoping for something better as he began to drown in his thoughts and imaginations. He sought of alternatives to numb himself to the pain, nevertheless, it came at him like a raging storm that could not be held behind. While he visited local bars, begging for free beer, downing his self esteem and creating ruckus, Daniel and Mrs. Greene refused to cease scolding Haylee for her failure to make Elijah sign those papers. All the while, Haylee was conflicted with a contrasting set of emotions: one side of her feeling deep satisfaction with Elijah’s refusal to sign the divorce papers, keeping her out of the unnecessary marriage talks with a despicable man like Scott. On the other hand, lie a concentrated amount of fear for what Daniel might be planning for Elijah. She feared for Elijah more than Elijah did for himself. “What do you mean he refused to sign the papers?” Daniel questioned with his

Elijah opened his eyes slowly with his head aching like he had the worst hangover of his life. His vision was blurry at first as beads of sweat formed on his forehead and rolled into his eyes, delivering a pepperish sensational STING. “The boss would be here soon, you will get your payment.” Elijah heard the voice of a man echo in the building. Elijah wriggled through the rope squeezing him, but he could not break free. He forced himself up from laying on his side. “Where am I?” he wondered to himself. The banging in his head got louder and he could not seem to get the whispers form his head. He gathered his thoughts, and tried to form a perfect picture of what happened yesterday night. The harder he tried, the more impossible it becomes. His thoughts were locked out of his head. Then, a specific voice from the men struck his perception, “what are you all doing? Loitering around? Don’t make me kiss your asses and keep a watch on the captive.” The voice rang a bell in head,