Miss Jolie was a gorgeous and smart woman, many people wondered why she was still single despite being in her mid- forties; what most people would refer to as middle aged.Gossips had it that she was Mr Winchester’s mistress, though she and Mr Winchester’s crew tried to dismiss the rumours it had already polluted the whole city.Michael Jumped the fence into Miss Jolie’s house, she lived in a grand mansion way too far to be owned by a secretary; by the way she was the secretary to the richest man in the country.Swiftly taking noiseless steps and hiding behind different items, he made his way to an unclosed window. “The lights are on, she must still be awake” Michael said to himself as he jumped into the building through the window.He had a cap on and also tied a handkerchief covering his nose and mouth, completely hiding his identity. He wandered the mansion till he heard some voices in the sitting room; leaning behind the door he could peep that Miss Jolie was not alone she had two

“My head hurts so bad” Michael muttered as he slowly opened his eyes. He could still feel the impact of whatever struck him from behind that made him loose consciousness. “What happened” Michael asked himself as he tried to recall the situation before he passed out. He groaned as he tried to lift himself up from the floor but the pain weighed him down. He carefully but weakly picked himself half way up to his kneels as he roamed his eyes round the room, only to discover he was the only being in the room.He panicked in fear as he realised the whole situation had turn around in his disadvantage. The last thing he recalled was; he had his hands around Miss Jolie’s neck before someone hit him from behind.At that moment he knew he was done for, Miss Jolie must have taken control of the situation.He slowly lifted himself to his feet and staggered to the door. He tried pushing it open before he realised it was locked. He knew how messed up he was when he remembered his mother was also

It was impossible to tell whether it was daytime or night in the bunker, since it had no windows. Evident enough to show that the bunker was built to barely keep hostages alive but not for their comfort.But Michael easily noticed the weather changed as his body reacted to the cold. His concern drove his attention to his poor mother who was shivering in the corner. Tears filled his eyes as he imaged his mother going through the same suffering for the past two centuries.“Mom! You are feeling cold” Michael exclaimed as he stood and approached her looking worried.“Don’t touch me. Leave me alone” Mary said sadly as she tried to crawl backwards but she was already at the wall. Michael then stopped, seeing how afraid she was.Michael couldn’t blame her for anxiety state, he knew the only way to help was to gain her trust.“It’s okay mom, I will not hurt you, am only here to help” he assured as he opened his palms indicating he was not a threat. Seeing how calm she was getting, he pulled h

“I also kept to my promise; I brought back your son as earlier agreed, why do you still insist on the whereabouts of that woman. You should forget about her, you are married to me now.” Jolie said as she carefully placed her hand on Mr Winchester chin only to be pushed away again.“You are out of your senses Jolie, we agreed to have both Michael and Mary released to me. Where is she?” Mr Winchester asked as his anger intensified.“Come on dear husband, what does she have that I lack. Look at me honey just like you I am well educated, we are very compatible. We are destined for each other, you should give our marriage a chance and forget her”. Jolie said but her husband responded with an ugly frown.She knew it was enough of the play, Mr Winchester was no longer having it with her. “For the last time Jolie, where is Mary” he asked with rage in his eyes.“Am sorry Gareth, but I can’t release her to you. But I assure you she is very much alive and safe” Jolie said with seriousness.“Then

Jolie was losing a lot of blood, her white wedding gown reddened as it soaked in her own blood. Calling the medics was not an option, they were two hours drive away from the city. Jolie will definitely die before the medics arrived.“What do we do now dad?,” Michael asked as he panted in fear; he had never seen anyone got shot before.“She needs a doctor we have to get her to the hospital,” Mr Winchester replied as he continued to press his hands against the bullet wound to reduce the bleeding.“Go get the car” Mr Winchester instructed as he took one of his bloody hands into his pocket and handed over the car keys to Michael.Michael reversed the car and brought it closer to where Jolie lay. Mr Winchester lifted her into the back seat as she continued to groan in pains.“There is a health facility few kilometers away, it’s just an hour drive from here but we must hurry she is losing a lot of blood.” Mr Winchester said to his son as he continued applying pressure to the wound and Mich