Kendrick sat at the head of the table, his demeanor a blend of stern authority and understated compassion. The room was thick with tension, and every movement felt amplified in the confined space. Peace stood with her shoulders hunched, her expression a mask of weariness and resignation.Florence, the family lawyer, had just arrived and was now seated beside Kendrick. She examined the agreement with meticulous attention, her professional demeanor unwavering. Peace glanced at the document with a mixture of dread and hope, the words on the page an unyielding reflection of her predicament."Here," Florence said, her voice gentle yet firm as she pushed the pen towards Peace. "Please sign here. This agreement will outline that you'll work for Mr. Kendrick until the debt is settled."Peace took the pen with trembling fingers, her gaze flickering between the document and Kendrick. She could feel the weight of the room's scrutiny on her. With a shaky breath, she signed her name, the pen scrat
After she had eaten, she stood up and walked towards the inner room, the quarters though small, had three rooms which made it spacious enough for the Rogers to occupy each, with Maverick staying out. She opened the door slightly, then paused to take a second look at the room, her eyes running through every corner, then down to the bed.“can someone tell me what is happening here? Why on earth would I have to be sharing a space when my father had a mansion as wide as this?” she yelled at the top of her voice, hurrying to the bed, she picked up the pillow and threw it in the air, “Fuck off!… fuck this life!”The sound of her yelling made Blossom and Maverick hurry into the room. Maverick’s eyes widened in fear as he pushed open the door, his heart heaving hard. He paused, staring at Peace, who was sitting on the floor with no peace of mind. He slowly walked to her, his hands reaching for her shoulders. “Peace,” he called out slowly, “What’s the matter?”Peace covering her face on the pi
When he got to his room, he pushed open the door slightly, peeping first to see if she was doing anything implicating in there, but when it appeared like she was lowering her head into an item in hand, he opened it wider and peeped in closely, anticipation lingered on his face as he tried to recognize what she was holding. Flustered, Knaver raised her head, her eyes widened,“oh, you’re here already.” she said. Kendrick strolled in, his eyes settling on the device in her hands. Surprisingly, it was his phone,“What exactly are you doing?” he asked. Knaver stared firmly, a feigned smile showed on her face, it wasn’t what she had expected to see, but then again, she knew things of that nature were inevitable. “Who is this lady, dear?” she asked, pointing his phone at him. Kendrick’s face flushed with disappointment, he had not expected her to take it to that extent so early, he stood staring at her in the face without giving a response, he needed to see her next move. Feeling igno
“I can’t tell Dad, but it’s the same woman. He has to give them their boundaries, after all, he is done with them.” Evelyn said as she walked to her phone, “let me call and inform him that they’re here looking for him,.”Peterson turned to a guard who stood by the door, his voice commanding. “Tell those people that my son is busy!”“Okay, sir,” Brandon replied as he turned towards the door.When he stepped out, he met the hungry and angry faces of Peace, flanked by Maverick who walked in front. Immediately, Maverick knelt, his palms rubbing together as he began, “...please sir… we came to ask that he forgive us.”Brandon, who was angrily glaring at him, shook his head, “Listen, young man… it is not in my place to listen to you on that… I wouldn’t know why you all decided not to allow my boss to rest, what is it again?”“it’s not so, sir.” Peace interrupted, “my daughter is dead, and as I’m talking to you, my mother is deadly ill.”Brandon narrowed, “I would ask you all to go and maybe
Kendrick felt the shift in the atmosphere as he hurriedly changed into more casual attire, a clear sign he had no formal engagements or important meetings on his agenda. He grabbed his car keys and stepped out of his room.In the living room, Kendrick was on a phone call, a means of preventing his father from interrogating him. His father could only watch silently as Kendrick exited the house.Outside, Xavier moved quickly toward Kendrick. “Boss, are we heading out?” he asked, taking a stance with his feet apart.Kendrick paused, surveying his surroundings before giving a slight nod.“Understood, sir,” Xavier replied, turning towards the garage to prepare the vehicles.He nearly collided with Brown, the driver, who was busy polishing and admiring the fleet. “Boss is leaving now,” Xavier announced, handing Brown the key to the car Kendrick had chosen.“Oh, I thought he had just come home. Doesn’t he need a break?” Brown wondered aloud as he climbed into the red Bentley Cedar.Meanwhile
Mash had caught up with Ken as he was heading towards his car, hoping to have a long wait till the doctor arrived. They walked past the hallway into Mash’s office, then Mash paused for some minutes to turn on the air conditioner and roll the curtains before gesturing to Kendrick to come have a seat. “Thanks, doctor,” Kendrick said as he lowered himself into the chair, clearing his throat. “I am here to make inquiries about the autopsy results… I hope you’re aware of the situation on ground?” Mash narrowed his eyes, “Oh, yes sir, I understand so well that you happen to be the man who was accused of maiming the lady before now.” Kendrick smiled, “you are not wrong if you think of it that way, doctor.” he replied calmly. “so, why would you still be interested in the whole thing when you had cleared your name from the whole issue?” Kendrick smiled, “of course, you can’t conclude that I was done with it all… my lawyer is the one to handle the case in two days.” Mash squinted,
Some minutes later, Kendrick and his men ducked behind the Wiz bar by the side of the street, watching as the men hurry out of the hospital doors. "Keep a sharp eye on them," Kendrick whispered to Xavier. "Yes, sir," Xavier replied, his eyes fixed on the hospital entrance. The men scanned the area with close precision before hurrying into their cars. Kendrick waited for some minutes, then nodded to Brown. "Let's move in behind them," he said. Brown nodded and started the car, easing out from behind the bar and falling in behind the convoy. "Keep a safe distance," Kendrick cautioned as they drove. "I've got it, sir," Brown replied, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. As they followed the convoy, Kendrick turned to Xavier. "Do you know any of those men?" Xavier nodded. "Yes, I could recognize one of them… Leonard Paulus, he has been working for Ryder for several years, The last I heard about him was that he moved to America. Kendrick smiled grimly. "Does he have a family?... T
Kendrick's pulse thundered in his ears as he barked orders through the loud screeching sound of tires and roaring engines. The two trucks carrying Xavier’s squad had shot past his car like dark phantoms, and he could see the faint glow of their taillights as they sped toward Valley Lane. The horizon was bare of pedestrians. "Brown, keep your eyes sharp, ensure that the other drivers do not get there before you," Kendrick commanded, gripping the edge of the seat. His voice was terse, every syllable laden with urgency. Brown, his knuckles white around the steering wheel, nodded sharply. "Got it, sir." As the convoy of trucks faded into the distance, Kendrick felt the weight of every decision pressing down on him. He knew that if they didn’t act swiftly, Doctor Mash’s life would be terminated. The thought of their target's grim circumstances spurred him on. His mind reeled as a message dropped on his device, he swiftly brought out his phone, and his eyes widened as he read through t