Archer abruptly left the dining table, his attention shifted to the message received.He synced his phone to the laptop and the received message popped up on the screen as encrypted."Interesting..." Archer sighed."What about it?" Tangie asked, "it doesn't seem there's much there.""We can't just dismiss it until we know its content. This might just be the missing piece," Archer replied, dialing a number on his phone. The receiver's voice echoed in the background drawing Archer's attention to him."What do you know about encrypted messages, Celestine?" He asked urgently. Sensing the urgency in his tone, Celestine raised an eyebrow, "are you working on your honeymoon?"Archer grinned, "No working here, Mr Devant. Just enjoying breakfast with Tangie. Tell me what you know about encrypted messages."Celestine listened attentively before replying, "I don't know a lot. Just the basics...""I hope the basics you know will be enough to decode a message.""Why the sudden interest in such

Tangie paced the hallway with her heart racing uncontrollably, matching the rhythm of racing thoughts in her mind as she awaited Archer’s arrival.After Marcellus took her home, she found herself in a constant battle with her conscience. After several thoughts and careful consideration, her stomach churned with guilt as she replayed the scene in her mind’s eye, realizing that she had judged him to fast, without asking for explanations.“No!” She interjected, “I asked for explanations,” “Was it when you asked him, ‘who are you?’ Without waiting for an answer?” “I waited for an answer, his reply was ‘that is not important.’ It is important to me!” She murmured, “I just want him to open up to me. I’m his wife now…” she paused, the tip of her tongue itching to blurt out the main reason why she craved Archer’s transparency.Mariah dialed her brother’s number for the hundredth time, eager to inform him that Mrs Williams had been talking to herself all day, and she was worried.After seve

Celestine waited in the car watching Archer stroll tiredly towards the green sensor by the gate of his house. The sensor beeped when once, showing green as the gate glided open. Celestine drove in, slowing down when he got closer to him.“I’ll take a walk instead, Celestine…” Archer replied.Having witnessed the content of the decoded message himself, he understood if Archer needed a minute to himself.As he drove away, Archer stood quietly, watching her taillights disappear into his drivewayArcher sighed heavily, feeling the weight of the evening rush back to him, weighing on his shoulders like a literal burden.With a bit of courage, Archer took his first step into the night, the breeze tugging on his face felt like a warm embrace reassuring him that everything would be fine at the end.Archer turned his back to his mansion, staring at the exit gate.Memories of his life flooded his mind, stirring up emotions that he thought he had moved past.For a minute there, he considered el

Celestine went to the door, and came back with a frantic look on his face even though he tried to conceal it, the hurried footsteps betrayed him.“Sir, we’re being attacked,” he whispered in my ear and anger surged through me.“Go to your room,” Archer ordered, instantly, Tangie and Mariah scurried away from the table, disappearing into the hallway. Archer watched until the door slammed shut.“This has to end!” He seethed, “I will not tolerate being threatened in my own home.”“This isn’t an attack to kill…” Tangie’s voice broke into their conversation. Stunned, Archer pivoted towards her, his eyes disapproving. “I said go to your room.” He insisted.Tangie furrowed, her resolve thickening of her brows. “This person is looking for attention,” Tangie pressed on, “he wants your attention. He’s trying to pass a message.”Celestine nodded his head in agreement, the pattern was odd. They were making no efforts to come in the dark. “I mean that’s a valid explanation to them always hitt

Maverick’s fury crackled in the air, a laughter that seemed to shake the cores of the foundation of the chambers, "Where is your brother?!" His voice thundered, rattling a boy about two years older than seventeen. He wouldn't have cared one bit about him if he hadn't given stashes of drugs worth one million dollars.Maverick stomped his chambers restlessly, his rage radiated through the room, holding Mamba and his men to a spot."Mamba, what happened?!" Maverick demanded, his voice rough and seething. "Where is the rat I sent with you?""I swear Boss, we were ambushed sir. He had security guards positioned everywhere, even outside the compound." Mamba explained cautiously.Hie explanation only flared Maverick’s temper the more, he stomped across the room and grabbed him by the collar with seamless strength, slamming his head against the wall. "Excuses, always excuses. You weak, pathetic fool."Shoving Mamba away, Maverick stormed out of the chamber, determination burning in his vei