Archer blinked, his eyes stinging against the natural bright light flooding the room. The sight of the IV drip stand was a clear sign that he was in a hospital ward. The last thing he recalled was being carried away in a stretcher, the last person he saw was Mr Dunni Freeman reassuring him that he had everything in control. Celestine wasn’t by his side then, the last thing he said to him was “Someone needs to end the party.”Archer turned weakly on his bed, scanning the room. His eyes fell on a figure on the couch, sitting with their head in their hand. “Celestine?” He called weakly. Instantly, Celestine sprang from his seat, rushing to his side with a mix of relief and concern evident in his movement.“You’re awake?! Thank goodness!” He cried.Archer let out a soft sigh, grateful for his friend for staying by his side. “How long have I been passed out?”“Eighteen hours,” Mariah replied, shifting Archer’s attention to the second presence in the room.He instantly noticed Mariah’s

The hospital room was suffocatingly silent, the only sound breaking the silence was the beeping sound of a heart monitor across. The sterile white walls around him suddenly seemed enlarged, creating room for vivid images of his imagination.For all that regards information, Archer expected some level of accuracy. But everything on the news seemed to have been cut down and processed to put him in a bad light. In reality, he was the victim. His wife was a victim of Maverick’s kidnap, and she was currently in recovery, but it seemed like the news had completely forgotten about all of that, only deciding to focus on ‘Who he is? How qualified is he to be the President?’Archer sighed softly, despite his doctor’s advice that he needed at least a week’s worth of rest, he couldn’t afford to stay out of action. He suspected that if he rested for a week, he would return to work with more than enough issues to deal with. So on the third day, when his ribs no longer hurt when he turned, nor wh

Maverick’s words tugged on his chest like a heavyweight, stirring second thoughts about his plans. Celestine shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes darting from Archer to Maverick.“You’re saying you’re scared of him, he’s dangerous. Thank you, but that’s not an identity.” Archer replied, his voice firm and commanding.Maverick leaned back in his chair, the corners of his lips lifted in a half smile. “You think you’re untouchable, President Williams, but you’re not. Big Dot is rather a big hole that will swallow until it gets what it wants. Keep your precious little wife out of the way”Archer rose to his feet, glancing at Celestine.“We’re done, here,” he declared.Maverick chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Goodbye President Williams, you can hand in the tape right there at the counter,” As Archer stepped out into the hallway, the fluorescent lights of the police station stung his eyes, and squinted them close, stumbling a few feet back.“That’s it!” Celestine

Just as instructed, Celestine had delivered the signed divorce documents to the Sullivans. In the core of him, Celestine knew that Archer didn’t really want to divorce her but his determination was instigated by Maverick’s words. And in reality, Tangie had been most vulnerable since the attacks on him began. Still, Celestine believed he owed her an explanation. The shareholders meeting as announced to be held on Friday by 3 pm had begun about thirty minutes ago.Perhaps their lateness was for Celestine to recover from his hangover from last night, or maybe it was for Archer to fully recover from his conversation with the lady from last night.Racing through the streets of Utah, just like Celestine’s thoughts in his mind, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, nervously awaiting Archer’s reaction to his shenanigans with the ladies. But he said nothing, his relentless taps on his keyboard the only sound between them.As he cornered into the parking lot of Sterling Groups, Cele

One week blurred into two, and then it turned three. President Archer Williams had been off the news. He had buried himself in a quiet investigation to uncover Big Dot’s identity as well as the heavy duty of producing reformed Asthmatic cure drugs.He hadn’t uncovered much information about Big Dot but one thing he learned was every Lord in government had the Sullivans name or was married to a Sullivan. It seemed like only their family produced and elected lords in to government.Days went by slowly, each one ending with Celestine exhausted from going around, collecting information. His weekends blurred by and Archer made sure not to think of anything else but work.Achieving one million unit dosages of Asthmatics Cure Medicine seemed nearly impossible but he succeeded. Archer was particular about the number of doses he wanted in a day and he made certain he supervised every process of it.He pushed the limits of the production process and after four weeks, He was ready to announc