Mr. and Mrs. Simmons walked into the press conference room where a host of journalists were already seated waiting for them. The fact that the company had been shut down, didn't go well with him, considering how many millions of dollars he was already losing.Taking his seat, each of the journalists representing various TV stations in the city took turns asking them questions regarding the allegations made against his company and what he had to say about it."So tell us, since when has your company been disposing of harmful chemicals into the area and why hasn't the Environmental Health Regulation Agency done anything about it?" A journalist asked, his tone quite implicative."My company operates under the license from the Environmental Health Regulation Agency and what that means is that our waste products have been tested and verified to be harmless." Mr. Simmons replied confidently."Is that so?" Another Journalist quickly chimed in. "Several of the town's folks staying very close

Donald with his file clutched in his hand stepped into Drake's office, unknown to him that Drake was now the assistant manager of the company he had applied with.It's been a rough search for him since he got fired from his job by his previous boss. It was like fate had refused to smile on him in his job hunt netting with one disappointment or another.However, luck seemed to be on his side when he heard of the job opening in Paragon Holdings, one of the most infant companies in the region.Going through the job requirements, there was no doubt that he would get the job in a platter of gold owing to his qualifications and previous work experiences.As he stepped into the office that morning, just before the interview could begin, his gaze met with Drake's, causing a feeling of surprise to wash over him. He robbed his eye just to be sure he had seen correctly, as Drake welcomed him with an unusual smile."Hello, Donald, nice to see you again," Drake greeted him. For the first couple o

Drake stood speechless, still grappling with the weight of everything that now seemed to be pressing heavily on his shoulders.Just when he thought things would be fine, everything seemed to be falling apart even more. He walked up to Summer's ward and saw the life savers working very well, her vitals still intact.Walking back to the chief of the district police, Drake instructed him to do everything in his power to find out who it was that had made an attempt on Summer's life."The attempt made on your wife's life had probably stemmed from a desire for revenge." The chief of district police said. "Whoever had attempted this murder probably holds something against Summer or anyone connected to her, probably you."Drake's mind raced with conflicting thoughts as he tried to put a finger on who could have been responsible, and only three names came to his mind - The Simmons' family, Viking and Lieutenant George. "Double the security, double everything. Nothing must happen to Summer,"

Mr and Mrs. Wilmont had gone through the profile of all the ladies who had applied to be Michelle's nanny but none of them seemed to meet up with their preferred requirements. They needed someone who was smart, intelligent and has a certified recommendation from any of the social services or a well renewed orphanage.They had just finished speaking with the last applicant on their lists when Fletcher's phone buzzed with an incoming call from a strange number. Reluctantly, he answered the phone, refusing to speak first and waiting for the caller to introduce him or herself."Hello, Mr. Wilmont," A deep masculine voice greeted from the other end."Hello, may I know who I am speaking with?" Fletcher inquired, racking his brain to find out if he could recognise the voice of the caller, but nothing was coming to his head."I'm calling from the social service and childcare agency and I saw the advert you dropped with the media houses that you're in need of someone who'd help you take care o

"Ring. Ring. Ring." The door bell rang."That must be the lady from the social service and childcare agency" Rachel said, turning to face Fletcher who was engrossed in his newspaper.The news on the Simmons case was getting tougher as the affected individuals from the effect of the harmful chemicals have decided to take them to court. He couldn't help but wonder who was behind them."Go ahead and see for yourself," Fletcher, not wanting to be disturbed. Rachel quickly stood up from her seat and went to see who was at the door. Opening the door, she was greeted by Lucy, looking radiantly beautiful."Hello ma'am," Lucy greeted with a beautiful smile spreading across her lips. "This must be the Wilmont's apartment?" She added."Oh yes. This is the Wilmont's apartment, and who are you?" Rachel asked."I'm Lucy from the social service and childcare agency. I was sent from the agency after we got the information that you needed a nanny for your granddaughter." Lucy replied, her beautiful s