It wasn't up to an hour when Brown turned into the Oasis Gallery, a one-stop shop for watches of all kinds, Xavier hurried out and flung the car door open for Kendrick to step out of the car, and he emerged like a king, his steps confident. Inside the store, Kendrick approached the seller, Mr Bodmas Stevenson with a calm smile on his face. Out of all the caliber of men that were in that store, he was given a VIP treatment. No one needed to tell Bodmas or his workers about who he had in his shop. “good morning and welcome, sir.” He hurriedly greeted him. “Morning to you.” Kendrick responded with a wide grin, his guards positioned all round the room. “I need a customized Z4 watch, the record version of it.” he added. Bodmas smiled, he was the producer of classy touches, when it came to watches, he had the upper hand. “That's serious… please sit.” After he had comfortably sat down, Bodmas cleared his throat, he understood why Kendrick needed a record Z4 customized watch, so he went
The next mornings came with a different view of life to the Peterson. The record watch like a crime detector had detected Louis conversations with Alexander and Kendrick had got the info right in his system.All through that morning, Kendrick kept observing her movements, it was the first time she paced back and forth the whole house. Hearing that Alexander had escaped and was now hiding in a tunnel was unbelievable.She stepped out of her room, her fingers trembled that she had difficulty locking her room like she always did. But she wasn't trembling in fear, she was not aware that Kendrick must have got a connection or overheard her conversation, so she wasn't worried about him.Louis stepped out again into the large hallway that led to the sitting room, her mind calculating how she would be able to sneak out without anyone suspecting her, the police were everywhere in search of Alexander. He was now a tunnel rat who only looked out to survival from his pregnant mistress.When she c
After breakfast that morning, Louis received another call that made her heart sink down her chest, it was a call from Alexander, she hurried out of the dinning room to get to her room where she could answer the call without many ears hearing all she had to say.For an hour after she had hurried out, she opened the door to her room, then she turned out again, “walls they say have ears.” she mumbled to herself as she slowly looked around the basement, turning her head like an animal with eyes and ears alert, searching to see if anything was amiss. She still didn’t feel comfortable within her. At once, she stepped out again, her heart pounding hard.She swiped her fingers on the phone’s screen and at once, Alexander’s voice came alive, “Hello, what do you want? I told you not to bother me… you should allow me to be the one calling.” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.“when did we start doing that? You're my wife and I have right to call you anytime I want!.” Alexander thundered.
As Louis entered Peterson's room, her heart raced with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. The sight of the bundles of cash sprawled across the bed made her eyes widen. The stacks were neatly piled and seemed to shimmer through the room. She felt a surge of greed but quickly tried to dismiss it. She was here for just $10,000, not for a fortune. She muttered to herself. Shaking off her momentary lapse, Louis picked up one of the bundles, making sure it appeared as though she had only taken what Peterson instructed. With the cash clutched in her hands, she hurried back to the balcony, her heart thudding against her ribs.Peterson, his demeanor calm and calculating, took the bundle from her hands with a nod, "Good. Now, go get yourself ready for your medical checkup," he said, his voice calm and gentle. He observed the amount and handed it back to her. Louis nodded vigorously, eager to leave" Thanks so much sir, I appreciate your kind gesture." She said. As she turned to exit,
She got dressed, inserting the large stainless flask into her bag. She hurriedly pulled out the stash of cash and buried it underneath to ensure she wasn't caught. "Now the clothes would go on top." She thought. Then it rang in her brain that she had to call someone who was going to assist her in it, she quickly dialed Blossom's number, her mind racing, she swiftly pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts, her thumb hovering over Blossom's name. She took a deep breath, hesitating for a moment, before pressing the call button. The phone rang, and Louis's anxiety grew with each passing moment. Finally, a familiar voice answered, "Hello?""Blossom, it's me, Louis," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I need your help, urgently."The sound of Blossom's calm and reassuring tone on the other end of the line provided a glimmer of hope in Louis's desperate situation. "What's wrong, Louis? What's happening?" Blossom asked, her voice laced with concern.Louis glanced ar
She quickly turned back into the house, her steps quickening as she moved, “Dad… dad..” she yelled as she entered the sitting room. To her surprise, there was her father, leaning on the chair, watching the news.With a raised brow, he turned to her, “why are you shouting, dear?” he asked.“why wouldn't I shout, Dad?, why wouldn't I?” Evelyn yelled. “when all you and Ken does is get so jovial with that lady, even when you know all she and her family had done to him.”Peterson smiled, “...my daughter, you trouble yourself about a lot of things.” He said, turning to lower the volume from the television. “you know, there are some things you don’t strike at immediately.”Evelyn's eyes narrowed, “is it until she succeeds in selling off this house and all that we have before you all would know that she has a plan in mind?”her father chuckled, his jaw dancing to the reverberation of his body, “are you saying that you do not trust your brother?… a lot has happened and he has always proved to
Meanwhile, as Louis stepped out of the cab and onto the dusty ground of Dunstown, the vehicle sped away, leaving her surrounded by an unsettling silence. She gazed around, taking in the desolate scenery. The street was lined with overgrown bushes, their tangled branches stretching towards the sky like skeletal fingers. Amidst this neglect, a large, uncompleted building loomed before her.The structure, a behemoth of concrete, stood like a ghostly sentinel, its skeletal frame a testament to abandoned dreams. Weeds pushed through the cracks in the foundation, as if nature itself was attempting to reclaim the land. The building's walls, once intended to be a proud facade, now stood bare, exposing the raw innards of the structure. Windows gaped like empty eyes, their glass shattered, allowing the wind to whisper secrets through the hollows.A faded sign, creaking in the gentle breeze, hung crookedly from the building's entrance. The words "Dunstown Plaza" were barely legible, peeling pain
Back in the Peterson’s mansion, the hellcat truck pulled in and Xavier dropped from the car with the other guards, he hurried to the main door, his heavy shoes leaving giant strides on the floor. When he got to the door, he reached for the knob, but the door flung open and at once Kendrick hurried out, his face crowded with expectations.“I was told you followed her… what is it you found? Where did she go?” He asked.Xavier shook his head firmly, “No sir, we weren’t following her, Miss, Evelyn had asked us to go to Prime Time Bank and get a stoppage note from the manager.”Kendrick’s eyes widened, he hurried past Xavier to the security unit, his face scrunched, then he paused, “Call me Brandon, tell him I said he should meet me right now!” He thundered, his voice laced with authority.“Yes sir!” Xavier responded, it was his first time of hearing Kendrick talk that way. He hurried into the security unit and soon, he emerged with Brandon following behind.When they came out, Kendrick wa