CHAPTER 030.

The weekend morning arrived just in time, it was a cold morning, not just a cold weather but it left a cold reflection on the faces of every household in the Peterson's mansion, including the workers.

The silence was deafening, the stillness palpable, as if the very air was heavy with unspoken truths.

The usual warmth and bustle of the weekend was replaced with a sense of shock, a feeling that something was amiss.

Inside the waiting room, a time bomb ticked gently, ready to explode a line-up of 10 guards, flanked by the chief security officer, Xavier.

Kendrick's sullen face lowered as his father, Mr. Peterson threw questions on the guards, each piercing through them like a stray bullet.

"Who amongst who was at work last night when that happened? Who was on duty and who was not?" He asked, his eyes fixed on Xavier who stood at attention, answering questions so none was left unanswered.

"I am sorry sir, I went to bed early, I didn't dispatch them into the evening's batch," Xavier res