Kendrick slumbed back in the patrol vehicle, surrendering himself the second time to the law enforcement was like the hardest thing to do, but he had no option than keep allowing them to get him in and out of custody. “Listen to me." His voice rose, “I wouldn't know why you would keep picking the wrong persons as suspects." He said, turning to an officer who sat just beside him.The officer's face, a mask of anger and confidence reflects, his jaw clenched as he gave no heed to Kendrick’s words. “... I am talking to you young man, I believe that the IGP would be so displeased at this level of foolishness You've displayed.” He ranted angrily. The officer, leaning close to the car door, turned to him with a glare, his voice heavy, "I hope you should be aware that no one is above the law… sir, what you were doing there is beyond the laws of the state and there's no way out of it!” He yelled. Kendrick chuckled, "... What exactly did you find me doing?” "Our patrol teams were sent to
An hour later, a massive brown gate rolled open, revealing a wide compound, and the fleet of cars, led by the police van carrying Kendrick and that which carried his other men, sped into it.The air thickened with urgency as officers jumped from the cars, their voices cutting through the air with loud commands.“Move it boys!” barked officer Tony, his voice echoing across the compound as he gestured towards the exit. “Out of the goddamn car!” he snapped bitterly, pushing Brandon who only turned to him with a wide grin.He stood up, his steps still groggy as he emerged with his hands confined, the clinking of their handcuffs mixed with the officer’s commanding shouts.Another of the officers, young and visibly nervous, stumbled over his words, “W here is the leader of their team? Bring him out, we don’t have all day!”Kendrick, also shackled but calm, emerged with with measured steps, his calm looks obvious, Xavier, steadfast beside him, kept a frowned stare. They were the last to emer
It seemed like a turbulent decision for Kendrick when Methot had asked if he was ready to take on the task as he promised him, his eyes filled with anticipation as he stared at him in the face. “What is your decision about what we discussed earlier?” he asked.Kendrick squinted, “I haven't decided on that for now, bro? Can you at least allow me to think about this for more days?”Methot’s eyes flickered, his hands resting on Kendrick’s shoulders, “Come on… there’s nothing to think about in this, bro… it’s as simple as deciding to do it, after all, she is no stranger to you”With a wide grin, Kendrick chuckled, “That’s not it bro… we are just work partners and you should know more about this… I also have a lot At hand, and would prefer to ensure that I conclude with all of it before I think of settling with any woman.”Methot pondered for a while, his eyes lowered, “How do I make this young man understand that marriage should be for wealth and not as a result of affection anymore?” he
Flustered, Kendrick shook his head gently, “But… but, I thought you had left when you walked out of my room earlier today?” he said. “How could that have been possible? Your dad told me to come stay here for some days and ensure that we get more acquainted, yet all you do is get busy with your daily activities without at least caring about my feelings and emotions?” Kendrick’s eyes rolled, “I am glad that you mentioned it was my dad who gave you the permission to come do that.” he replied, “I am of age to make my independent decisions, Knaver.” Kendrick said, his demeanor changing slowly. However, as they spoke, Emily who was in between kept turning to Knaver and back to her brother, her eyes narrowing as she followed every word they uttered. When she heard her brother call her Knaver, her eyes widened. ‘it sounded like a very familiar name to her.’ “oh, so I am irrelevant that you can’t see me in the middle of this anymore? How would you just come here and see me talk to my brothe
Emily’s RoomEmily sat on the edge of her bed, the soft rustle of her sheets barely audible over the low hum of her sobs. She clutched her knees to her chest, her face buried in her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks.Kendrick’s indifference stung more than she had anticipated. The way he had brushed her aside to entertain Knaver, who seemed to think the world revolved around her, was unbearable. Emily muttered softly, her voice clutched to her throat as she pressed her face hard on the pillow.“Why does he always have to prioritize his women? Why can’t he see how much I needed to talk to him right now? He’s my brother… but he’s treating me like I don’t matter.” Her voice quivered with each word, the hurt evident in her tone.The silence of the room seemed to amplify her isolation. She had hoped for understanding and empathy from Kendrick as she just returned to the states, but instead, she felt as though her emotions were dismissed without a second thought. Her mind raced throug
Meanwhile, In the dim light of her small, sparse room in the quarters of the old Rogers mansion, Mrs. Katherine Rogers sat hunched over, her frail body trembling with each breath. The room’s drab, beige walls seemed to close in on her as she waited for her daughter, Blossom, to bring her meal. The hunger pangs gnawed at her insides, and the emptiness of her surroundings only amplified her sense of despair.“Blossom, what’s keeping you?” Katherine’s voice cracked with a mixture of frustration and resignation. “Am I to spend my final days in this wretched state, starving and alone?” she yelled. Blossom, who had been moving sluggishly through the narrow hallway with a tray of food, pushed open the door with an irritated sigh. “A day from now, your granddaughter’s killer will be in court, and all you can think about is food?” She placed the tray on a side table with a clatter, her face a mask of barely concealed frustration.The tray held a plate of boiled potatoes and a thin portion of
Looking up with a hardened stare, Peace Churchill leaped from the chair, “Then I will have to sell the cars, I can’t sit, folding my hands and watch this happen.”Katherine’s jaw dropped in shock, “Sell which of the cars? Have you forgotten that the only car left at the moment, belongs to your uncle? Or is it that car he got for your daughter?” she snapped, her eyes locked onto her daughter’s.Peace hissed, “Any of the available cars would be sold. We can get to our feet again from that point. You can’t tell me who owns or who does not own the cars.”she turned out without waiting to hear what Kathrine had to say in response to her demands. Katherine struggled up from her seat, her hands tumbling in the air, “These children will not make me die before my time.” she exclaimed as she hurried towards the door.Maverick, who was staring at her intently, hurried to her. “You can’t be doing this, mum. You need to calm down and allow her. At this age that you are… all you need is rest.” he s
Like they say, the next day came like a thief in the night. Kendrick stood up to a bedside alarm that filled his room with a loud yelling creaking sound. He hurried out of bed with a calm smile on his face, It was the day they all waited for, a day where the court would decide the fate of a man who had maimed the lady he once cherished so well. He shrugged lazily towards the table. Picking up his phone, he dialed the state’s lawyer's number. Unfortunately, the call ended abruptly. “What could be the issue right now?” he asked as he kept trying. After several attempts, he curiously decides to get across to Methot, one man he was fast adapting to. Immediately, the call went across and Methot’s voice came alive. “Hey man, how do you do? I hope you are aware that the court will be sitting so early by 8 today?” he asked. “Sure, but the point is that I can’t reach Marcus, the state solicitor,” Kendrick replied. Methot paused, then his response came slow and shaky, “Have you tried his ot