Sarah shook at the thundering of his voice and she held her stomach. James noticed her reaction and walked into the bathroom, more upset at himself than he was at her.Meanwhile, Mr. Brown and Theodore set out to meet with some guys who were going to execute the job of breaking into the safes and taking everything."This is going to be a bit dangerous for us, you know that, right? I mean what if this whole thing is caught on camera? And what if Mr. Curtly is suspicious of us?" Theodore asked his father."You are right about that, but these guys you speak about are professionals, right?" Mr. Brown replied."Yes, they are, and if there are a set of people for the job, it would be them. I called everyone I needed to call and they were the only ones available.""So, are we using them because they are good, or because they are available?" Mr. Brown asked him."They are good as well, Dad. And once we explain the situation to them, they would know what to do." He replied.Walking into the b

"I see, and so I heard. But what have you done about the documents said to be in your possession? Can I see the vaults?"Beads of sweat perspired on Mr. Curtly's forehead. He had walked into his vault that morning and found all the documents missing. The monies had been stolen including the ones he had kept in safes for Causey."Uh, you see Mr. Caysey, there's a bit of a problem. I was robbed and everything, everything was taken. Come with me ...""Enough!" Causey pulled off his glasses. What do you mean everything was taken? Nobody else has access to these vaults except you! Nobody in this Bank knows about these vaults except you! Or is there someone else I do not know about?" Causey asked him cunningly."No! No Mr. Causey nobody else. But boss, I have saved this money for up to Three years now. It is no longer reflected in the system. Tell me, after three years, what would I gain from stealing from you??" Curtly asked him pleadingly."You have the responsibility of answering that qu

James sat in his office at JJs Technologies Inc. The door opened and Mr. Johnson walked into his office."You do understand that the door has been strategically placed there for the sole purpose of knocking on it before entry. " James said to his grandfather."Still such a funny Character seeing that you are sitting in my chair." Mr. Johnson replied. "Did you finally break up with the Brown's girl and return to your senses?""I took permission from the General to be away good some days. I will oversee the project at hand, and tweak the funds for the other projects." James replied."I see. That's fine. How are the preparations going for the upcoming parade?" Mr. Johnson asked him."I believe everything is ready. The president himself will be in the country on that day for the event. We will have everything ready. Sloth grandfather, something worries me about Mr. Antonio Rizzo.""What about him? Oh, is this about the charity event? You know how this works." Mr. Johnson replied."I don

"James will never do that to me," Sarah said, but even she did not believe her words."You don't believe it. You don't believe that he won't." Theodore laughed at her."You do not know James Johnson like I do. He is an honorable man, not like you! He has dignity and he loves me! Not like you!" Sarah said defensively.Williams broke into a strange laughter that rang out. "We'll see. He would never admit it. I wouldn't. No man would. At the end of the day, we all have our pride."Sarah felt her heart skip several beats as he walked away from her, and crossed the street. His words rang out in her ears as she stepped out of the elevator, and into the apartment. She had not even heard the greetings of the officers outside.As she walked into the house, her phone rang. It was Viola. Sarah let out a sigh, completely tired and not in the mood to deal with her.She answered the phone nonetheless. "Hello, Viola." Sarah emulated an exaggerated excitement."Hi Sarah, how are you? I called earlier

Mr. Brown walked back and forth waiting for Mr. Curtly to show up at their agreed meeting point. The blue Toyota Tacoma stopped a few blocks from where he had parked his car. Mr. Curtly rushed down to where Mr. Brown was parked.He looked disheveled and there was blood on his shirt"Get in! Get in!" He yelled pulling open the passenger door. Mr. Brown who was alarmed by his sudden rush, pulled open the door and shut the door hastily."Why the sudden rush? Is everything alright? Is that blood?" Mr. Brown asked him."I never know when I might be followed. You said it was urgent. What is it?" Mr. Curtly asked him."Was your idea of rushing down the street, your special concept of not being seen? Curtly, if anyone could have followed you, they very well might have seen you rush down the road and run into my car.""I am in so much deep shit with Causey because of you, and I don't need my family in anymore messes." Curtly replied rashly." Why is there blood on your shirt?" Mr. Brown asked