Stiles stared at him more intensely.The man walked from his car and came closer to him.“Allow me to properly introduce myself.""My name is Jonathan Jacob and I am the personal assistant to the richest man in Oxford Valley, Mr Henderson, who in this case is your biological father.” Jonathan Jacobs spoke in a dominant tone as his gold Rolex watch shimmered in the street light above them.The night was quiet and not a single being was outside.Stiles took a step back and observed him, his eyes reeking all over slowly.“What…""What are you staring at?” Jonathan asked, his voice barely above whispers as he tried to maintain eye contact with Stiles.“Uh…you don't look like an assistant to me.""You look too damn rich to be an assistant, so don't mind my scepticism, and I'm not buying whatever you are selling.""My parents abandoned me at an orphanage many years ago and here you are telling me that my father sent you to me."Stiles said, his voice laced with a mixture of anger, anxiety

Waking up the next morning, Stiles immediately realised that he had fallen asleep the moment he opened the message.Staring at his door, trepidation reeked all over him as it dawned on him that he hadn't locked his door last night.Jumping to his feet he immediately bolted the quaky door and slammed his back against the door.His heart thumped faster than usual as he stared at his phone and the documents and pictures on his bed.Walking over to the bed he immediately packed the pictures and kept them back in the box under his wooden bed.Picking up the satellite phone, he read the message."Stiles Henderson, if you are seeing this that would only mean that my assistant Jonathan Jacobs has finally found you and you have refused to come home as I requested.""Nevertheless, stay safe, lie low until we find the culprits behind My wife, your mom's death and bring them to justice…Your dad, Mr Henderson."The message was short but direct to the point.Stiles immediately closed the message as

Stiles stared at the pictures on the tablet that Jonathan Jacobs just handed him.He couldn't believe what he was seeing."Those pictures were taken 24 years ago, the night you were born and the lady carrying you to that orphanage, do you happen to know her?"Jonathan Jacobs asked, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.Stiles was dumbfounded, he was still in shock from the whole thing."How did you get this picture?"Stiles asked with his gaze still fixed on the tablet.His thoughts raced as he remembered the picture under his bed, it was the same picture, but this time around in black and white."Well, like I said, your dad and I have been on this case for quite some time and just this morning he forwarded this file to me.""So I thought it wise to let you see the pictures, maybe you might have seen her before or something."Jonathan Jacobs said as he sipped his plain hot steaming coffee."Sometimes isn't right Jonathan Jacobs, I have this same picture under my bed, only not the same c

Stiles was still in shock as he stared at the pictures in his hand wondering how this lady was truly involved in her mom's death.The situation was intense as Jonathan Jacobs pondered on the next possible move."I actually anticipated this coming, but not on this scale and level."Jonathan Jacobs said as paced around, pulling out his phone he immediately placed a call to a secured line.The incessant unanswered ringing of the phone only added more tension to the current situation."Who are you calling?"Stiles asked as he threw the pictures onto the table which made a loud thump."It's Jack the IT guy back at your dad's mansion."Jonathan Jacobs said as he had the phone etched to his ear expecting a response."Wait my dad has an IT guy?" Stiles asked as his eyebrows furrowed in a mixture of curiosity and disbelief."Yes, like I said there is a lot you don't know about your dad.""Do you know that your dad recently bought the Fleeks private airfield some months ago?"Jonathan Jacobs sa

Raya walked in and got startled as she saw Stiles holding his pictures next to her bed.“Stiles” she called out his name in a startled manner. Stiles turned to her gazing directly into her eyes with his pictures on his palm, “Care to explain?”. He spoke in an angry way. “Raya,What are my pictures of me having a conversation with a friend doing in your room, how did you get them Raya?”Raya walked closer to him “I'm just looking after you Stiles and I really do care about you”, she held his hands, “that is why I put a spy camera on you Stiles” she spoke looking deeply into his eyes.“Raya!”Stiles said as he let go of her hand and a step back, his face etched with bewilderment and curiosity.“Raya please you will get me into trouble if your mother and father found out what you are doing.”Stiles said as he stared askance at Raya who was looking at him with his face etched remorse.Stiles back her and face the door “You should consider marrying Anthion Henry the man whom you're paren