Kelanie on the other hand wasn't herself at home. She paced back, and forth, worried about what was going on. Her heart drummed like never before. She was too scared to admit anything. She was really worried at the same time. “What's taking that fool so long to complete the mission? What I asked to do isn't too hard. Yet, he's taking a lot of time to achieve it.”You get looking at the phone screen, hoping he would call her, or at least send a text about the successful mission.She panicked and didn't know what to do. She didn't want to call him in order not to interrupt the mission, but she could have sworn it was supposed to be over.Kelanie ran her hands through her hair. She was really tired and didn't want to think about anything else. Her life seemed like a mess right now, and the only way she could solve the issue was if she could be able to take Angelica out of the way. Angelica has been having a lot of sleepless nights lately. She found herself thinking, and wishing her t

Xavier didn't know what else was going on. He was trying his best to make sure things were stable, and yet he didn't understand why the police were taking so much time to get back to him. “I can't sit back here, and watch what they did without doing anything. I need help on my side because she knows a lot of things I don't.”It was obvious that was Clarrissa's doing, but what he didn't understand was why it would be so difficult to find her, and open track the person responsible for the crime.The case has become severe and needed some time to be able to cool off. It got to the point where he couldn't stay alone anymore. Even where Thompson was there to come down, he felt like there was a need to also join in the search. “Sir, what do you think you're doing?” Thompson asked with worry in his voice when he noticed his boss going towards the door. “What does it look like I'm doing Thompson?” Xavier shot back with the tone hard. “I can't stay here any longer. My bride is somewhere els

Thompson paced around outside the Emergency room, his mind racing with concerns for his boss, who had been rushed in after being shot. "Shit, the doctors are taking time!" He confessed. Thompson was worried he could get a heart attack from being worried.All these seemed like a dream. He couldn't believe what had happened, his boss was now in there, fighting for his life.Thompson's thoughts were a mix of worry, fear, and anger. How could this have happened? Who could have done such a thing? And why? He couldn't shake the image of his boss's pale face, the sound of the gunshot still echoing in his mind."I never want to be in such a situation again," he confessed, finally taking a seat. His heart was drumming in his chest, sweat, forming on his foreheads, and palms. He didn't expect the attack. Although he keeps something that could happen, he didn't know it could get so serious.Every five seconds, he would turn to the room, waiting for news from those in charge of Xavier's case. H

"What do you mean by you made that news happen?" Alex asked because he could not believe what he was hearing. Was his ears playing tricks on him?He didn't even know how to understand all she was saying. Did she just tell him that, or was he dreaming? He knew Kelanie could implicate someone, but killing or something he didn't believe she could do, especially when the person in question was that ex-husband.Alex's mind raced with shock and disbelief as he processed Kelanie's words. The silence of about 15 seconds was enough to process what was going on. "How did you...?" He couldn't even complete the statement because he was still shocked. His face was pale, and his throat was patched due to the news."I don't want to believe you. I don't want to believe you kill someone. You look so innocent. I didn't even believe you could pull off implicating Xavier. How much more killing him? How did you do it?" This time his voice was even more firm. He was talking about a step and asking other q

Angelica's heart raced as she sprinted away from the shed, her mind thinking about the gravity of what she had just done. Her hands were still stained with blood. She could hardly believe it herself - she had stabbed her ex, and he was lying there, motionless, in a pool of blood.Panic set in as she ran through the woods. She couldn't even recall the way she came, but she had fragments of the paths she took in her memory."Where did he pass through now?" He asked, her eyes darting frantically around her. She knew she had to get as far away from the scene of the crime as possible, and fast. She could already imagine the police sirens blaring, the officers closing in on her."Oh, I don't want to go to prison. I don't want to..." She thought killing her ex would land her in prison even if she pleaded it was self-defense.With a surge of adrenaline, she picked up her pace, her feet brushing the soil as she ran through the woods, her breath coming in her pants. She didn't dare look back, f