Just as the driver tried to avoid the collision, it was impossible, the two cars grazed each other which sent the black SUV car to somersault.The impact was scary, his car looked like it had chewed the Glass shatter as the metals screeched, with the spark that followed each tomemot Somersaulted.Elvis slumped over the back seat as he was bleeding profusely from the head wound, His jacket was already dyed crimson red by his bloodIt was in the early hours of morning and no one was available in the streets to help them, his eyes tried to shut close, he turned to see the driver, he was sprawled on the floor, with one last look, he saw that he was badly wounded as well.And with that the darkness clung into him as he shut his eyes.Standing far off, Smith picked up his phone as he dialed Dennis' phone number.“Hello, Boss?” He called, looking at the sprawled body of Elvis,“It's done. Elvis is no more now.” He said to the phone then hung, up as he called the ambulance,“There was an acc
Natasha walks swiftly, heading out of the hospital. Dennis looks at her suspiciously, her hips swaying from side to side but he's not interested in her body. Natasha seems to be hiding a secret from him. Dennis puts his hands over his jaw as he lets his thoughts take over him. Suddenly his eyes lit up with an idea as his expression changed.He signals to his men as soon as Natasha is out of sight. The men marched towards him as they bowed slightly before him.“Yes boss” they chorused as they waited for a command from Dennis.Dennis paused for a while as he ran his hands through his beards. While tapping his feet against the floor.“I want you to follow Natasha from a distance. Watch her every move, from who she interacts with to how she interacts with them. Leave no details behind and don't let her observe she's being watched. Is that understood?!” Dennis yelled as he looked at the men.“Yes boss!” They chorused with their heads pointed to the floor.“You may leave now,” Dennis said,
Natasha started the engine of her car as it roared back to life. She pulled the vehicle into her compound as the security guard opened the gate. Grabbing her items in the car she headed for her room. Something was wrong, she quickly pulled out her notepad as she began to recall the events that happened before Dennis disappearance.She turned her reminder board into an investigation. For hours Natasha was head buried in recalling details and jotting them Just then there was a knock on her door. Natasha didn't appreciate the distraction but ignoring the knock won't let it go.“Come in, the door is open” Natasha spoke from within.A maid neatly dressed in her uniform entered the room as she bowed her head lightly seeing how busy Natasha was.“I am sorry for the interruption Ma” the maid spoke softly.“Oh it's fine, that's okay. What's the problem?” Natasha asked calmly, realizing anger wasn't going to handle the issue in any way.“I observed you've been indoors since you came home. I
Feeling restless, she stood up abruptly, heading for the stairs when the butler came out, she just got in where she was going to again.“Ma'am?” He called but instead, she stopped on her trails, then turned to him.“Can you please let me be? Elvis is still out there and I don't even know if he is fine or not?!” She yelled at him, he noticed her face was pale and her eyes were puffy from the tears she had been crying indoors . Natasha felt a bit dizzy while she was screaming out her lungs.The butler was quiet, what could he say to the grieving woman. It was possible that Dennis had a hand in his disappearance and there was nothing she nor the police could do about it. That was what he was coming to tell her, the police were downstairs to get a statement from her.“Ma'am, the cops are in the living room, they said they'd love to speak with you.” He said.Natasha couldn't help it but scoffed,“Help me? How do they want to possibly help when Dennis controls their division?” She spat out
“I killed and what about that?” Dennis turned to her, with a fierce look, he would not hesitate to take her out if she messed up his plan, that was why he didn't accept her in the first place into the plan to take Elvis out.Smith has had enough of his troubles, “ look, I'm out of here. You were just like the boss said. Unreliable.” Smith spat out then walked out of the door, banging the door behind him angrily. Sonia shuddered at the news but was not sure if she should be happy or sad. Because finally, Elvis was out of the way and they could do what they had to do.Or sad, he didn't have to kill just to take Elvis down. She loathed him as well but she wouldn't wish he was dead. Maybe she still had some feelings of concern for him.Dennis took a good look at Sinai, he knew her in and out, she was not the type to back down from a fight, she was worried about something. Her countenance exposed hr thenmomenhe mentioned, Elvis was killed she didn't seem as surprised as he expected her to
Selective what now?” Sonia asked, a little bit confused, the doctor looked at her,it was obvious she was confused on what he just said.“He needs proper care, Ma'am Sonia..keeping him here wouldn't guarantee his recovery and you know that.” He managed to say.Elvis took a good look at her,it was obvious she was acting on her own accord, she had saved him from Dennis, but why keep him here? He just has to pretend to be more sick to be able to get them out of here. And that was he and the doctor.“And then what? Have his enemies tracked him down to kill him again?” She fired back but instead of giving her a response the doctor went silent.“Just what I thought.” She sneered, “ You have to treat him with all maximum care,” she then walked to to where Elvis sat, as she caress his hair,“Who are you?” Elvis asked as he drifted back from her, trying to make his act more believable. Sonia looks at him with pity in her eyes, raking her fingers through his head.“Uhmm ... .Elvis…it's me, your
Natasha stood there in disbelief, what were they even saying? How does Elvis being questioned by the board have to do with his disappearance?“Are you both okay? Who the hell made such complaints? Is it the board!?” She fired back, even the butler was pissed as well.“Mr. Elvis is not like that!”“But Mr. Dennis seems to believe so?” The sergeant replied, Natasha's jaw dropped, she knew it.“Dennis, you just never stop.” She said to herself within, as she clenched her fist in anger.She tried to calm herself down even though she was not going to be the best at it.“Officers.” She began after having a deep inhale. “ I don't know what Dennis told you but none of that is true. He's just doing this to get back at us.” She tries to waive the bad thoughts they must have had against Elvis but nothing seemed like the truth, , that was a believable story to tell,The question is where the hell is Elvis? Who has him? If Dennis was searching for him they would be to kill him off before he spills
The interrogation room was tense and calm. Natasha glared at him, with no intention of starting up a conversation with him.Dennis smiled then, took a seat as he raised his glance up at her, taking out his phone from his back pocket and turning on the recorder. Natasha scoffed like she knew what he wanted.“You know what? You're funny I have to admit and you know your onions well,” She began, looking at him with her gaze fixed on him like she was about to devour him.“Natasha, let's make things easy for the both of us.” He paused then said again, “ You know where Elvis is. And you know that hiding would not do him any good.” He said flatly.“And you think him coming back would be great for the company? You know where he is and trust me I know that you know that I am innocent of these accusations.” She said out flatly, “Where is Elvis?” He asked again, With a frown laced on his face, which held the aura of intimidation but Natasha was not swayed by his look, she knew how to perfectly