The huge man wiped his mouth slowly, exposing a very maniacal grin as he stared at the body on the floor. He lowered himself to the body, squatting above it, then placed two of his fingers at the side of Dr Ford's neck to check his pulse. And alas! Dr Ford was dead."Okay... My work here is done." He said slowly before getting up on his feet. "Or is it?" He sighed slowly, turning to face the body of Rick Mendev on the operating table. "Oh, man. You did it again. You weren't supposed to kill him, you know." For a moment, a regretful look kissed his face. He paced about for a few seconds as he kept talking. "But it felt you so good!" He grunted between gritted teeth and sighed. "The boss will just have to take care of it. He'll cover it up some how."Quickly, he took a polythene material and walked up to the body on the operating table. He carefully covered the body with it, then swept it in to his arms. Neither did he look scared nor grossed out that the body he held so close to himsel

"Good morning, Sir William. It's good to see you." The police chief greeted with a very wide smile on his face as soon as Robert and Jude walked in. "Good morning to you too, Mr Robert.""Yes, good morning." Jude said coldly, seated in his wheelchair which Robert had positioned right in front of the table."Please have a seat, young master." The police chief added, referring to Robert. Robert nodded, taking the only empty seat in the room. "To what do I owe this visit? It's barely 8am." He say down, placing his hand on the table as he watched his visitors' faces. His bald head shone brightly under the dawn's brilliant sun. He was of an average body build, and his whole appearance hinted that he was in his mid or late fourties. On his desk was a shiny slate with the name, Bricks McDave carved in to it."Officer McDave, you really should blame this one on your cops." Jude started, his eyes and voice totally displeased. The officer's eyes widened in curiousity at Mr Jude's utterance."Wh

The tension in the atmosphere was undeniable. The cleaner lowered his head, pealing down at the squeaky floors he had mopped, just for the sake of listening to what was happening in the Manager's office. At this point, Juliet and Hailey rushed past them."Don't you speak?" Robert said, even calmer than he sounded the last time. He sighed calmly and wiped his hand over his face. "I'm sorry for my tone but is this the best time for that?""I'm sorry, sir. I missed a spot, that's why." He said in a low voice, taking the mop bucket in his hands."Okay." Robert said once more, walking quickly away. It was evident that he was extremely stressed just from the way he walked. The cleaner flashed an unapologetic grin and walked away."So this is what it is now." He said slowly as he pushed open the door of a supposed storage room and got in. He set down the bucket and threw the mop against the floor, letting out a somewhat tired moan. "The madam better send me that money or else...." He stopped

Robert flashed a short smile as his friend walked out. He watched him go, suspicious of the eye Liam looked at Juliet with. But that wasn't what was on his mind. Liam's presence had somehow brought a certain light to him. The burden seemed to be lesser now and he knew what he had to do. "Juliet!" He called out loudly. "Can I see you please?" Juliet walked in to the office and stood right opposite his desk without saying a word. Her eyes searched the floor like she had misplaced something, but the truth was that she was very hurt about everything that was happening. "I hope you feel better now. Anyways, I need you to call the employee you had a fight with. What's her name, again?" He paused, waiting for Juliet to at least answer."Hai... Hailey." She stuttered with a mumbled time."Yes, Hailey. Go down and fetch her. I need to speak to the both of you." Juliet nodded and turned away at once. Robert felt sorry for her, seeing how everything was affecting her. "She is really a nice gir

Robert rolled his tired eyes, wondering if he would ever get a break. He got out of the car and walked towards her. Her hair seemed to have grown longer than the last time he had seen her. Beautiful, black and long. He sighed and shook his head softly."It seems you're here to beg again, or am I mistaken?""Oh, please Robert. Do I look stupid to you?" She had a black, fitting gown on, with medium heels. Any one could tell that she was indeed a stunning woman."You just said please. That is begging in my book. But I guess you came to die. Being run over by a car isn't the best way to go, in my opinion.""I see that you've got guts now." She scoffed mockingly, her eyes scanning his entire being, from the crown of his head to the sole of his feet. "It feels nice, right? Just don't let it take over you.""You're not in the position to tell me that, Sophia. By the way, what do you want? It's too hot of an afternoon for all this.... For all this drama.""Why do you care? Huh? After everythi