“Mr. Richester, you are under arrest for burning down Mandela hospital.” The detective flashed his identification card at his face before taking out the handcuffs. Beside him were two other officers.“What? I don’t know what you are talking about.” Richester shook his head as he looked at Raymond.They were in his office but the door was opened which drew few eyes of staff that were passing.“You must remain silent, else whatever you say will be used against you at the court of law.” The detective handcuffed him no matter how hard he struggled. “You have the right to own a lawyer for defense.” He added as he tugged him off, trying to drag him out of his office.“Look here, I don’t know what you are saying. I never burnt down their hospital.” He continued protesting as they took him to the precinct.Raymond called Richester’s lawyer immediately, informing him about the emergency before following them to the station.Richester sat in the interrogation room with his both handcuffed hands
Damien had his feet stamping the ground constantly and Madam Harriet looked unaffected as she polished her nails, they were in the living room. Stella didn’t stop pacing around the room and sighing frequently.“Why is it taking him so long?” Stella faced her mother, her face was enveloped with a big frown.“Calm down and be patient, they are doing their job.” Her mother said calmly and Damien scoffed.“Calm down? My half a trillion investment has just crumbled, how can she relax?” He spat at her face with a voice filled with pressure.“Come to think of it, you have been unbothered by the happenings.” He rubbed his chin, staring at her and she scoffed while sitting upright.“What do you mean? Of course I’m worried, that’s the last thing my late husband left in my possession and it’s gone.” Suddenly, she started shedding tears. “Should I kill myself? All I can do is make Richester rot in jail.” She cleaned her eyes, sobbing skeptically.“Mother---” Stella bought her act and walked over
“I have done almost everything you asked of me, what about our bargain?” Madam Harriet asked, crossing her leg to the other as she stared seriously at the man sitting in front of her.He was no other than Don Maximo, a rich old man who was famous for all sorts of illegal acts. He was used by top men to work undercover and his wealth grew by the day.He laughed in bits as he drank from the glass. “Why are you impatient, lady? I will do everything as promised.” He assured her with a short chuckle.“That’s good.” She paused. “But - - what will happen to him from now on?” She asked him, trying to hide her curiosity but he roared into a loud annoying laughter.She wouldn't be with him if not for her own benefit, even from a distance he disgusted her big time. But what can she do?“That’s none of your business, lady.” He shushed her coldly. “Just enjoy your new found wealth.” He laughed again as he advanced to start eating, she joined in his boring laughter.“Tomorrow, my story will change.
“I’m sorry we can’t disclose any information without a police warrant. And secondly, you don’t have access to this hotel because your net worth is below average.” These were the words the hotel receptionist told Raymond as he headed back to his car.He punched the steering a few times before relieving himself with a loud shout.“How come? Why!” He groaned and winced in pain as he sobbed.Being weak and poor was the worst disease a man should ever have, he figured.Rich Hospital has been fluctuating entirely both in shares and customers. The staff were slowly agitating if they should stop working or stay still and watch since they were still being paid but it was different for the board of directors.“We want our money back.” They were determined to leave, making it so suspicious.It was as if someone was pushing them from behind to close partnership.“Let’s calm down, we can’t choose to leave because of the recent issue. We can scale through this together.” Amanda was trying to reason
“Mr. Richester, are you prepared?” The prosecutor asked him, as he took his seat. They have transferred Richester back to the interrogation room.“You have a few hours left, do you have any confession to make?” He urged and Richester smirked.“Is there any difference?” He scoffed, he didn’t know the game they were playing but he knew he was defeated in his own game.“I will stick to my own truth till the end because I know you have already been paid by them.” He said seriously, with his voice filled with disdain and the prosecutor burst into laughter, already feeling guilty.“I know how demoralized you are, I mean gathering evidence and all of it. I will leave you to it.” The prosecutor scorned him as he stood up. “See you in court soon.” He left.Richester lowered his head without a word. Everything was happening so fast that he couldn’t even get a hold of it, both the system and humans were all over him.Till recently, Stella hasn't gotten over the huge shock of her mother’s new est
Madam Harriet smiled happily at the content in her phone before lifting her gaze from the phone with a sharp exhale.“This is favorable.” She said as she narrowed her gaze to the man sitting across from her.Leonard sighed. “I should congratulate you.” He commented and she shook her head.“No. I must thank you for your understanding.” She said calmly and he agreed.“That’s the right thing to do, an ant can never grow into an elephant immediately.” Leonard scratched his head a bit. “So, how much will the bail be?” He questioned after a brief pause.“You don’t need to care about that, sir.” She crossed her leg across the other. “Just focus on your new position as the Chief doctor.” She wiggled a brow which he clearly understood.“Sure thing. I will leave you.” He stood up and approached the door but paused. “I hope I don’t get mixed up in the whole thing though, please keep things straight.” He sounded a bit serious but tried not to make it obvious then he left the office entirely.“Ano
“I heard he is the new inmate, what do you think?” One of the inmates whispered to the jail lord, Amos, he was mostly feared and it was like all the inmates were under him since they were afraid of dying mysteriously.He was tough skinned, muscular and had gangster nature, from one look it was clear that he was a one time hot shot criminal who had no respect for law.“Another weakling.” He groaned, rubbing his rough beard.Richester walked from one post to another as the cooks gave them some portions of food. The cafeteria was filled with inmates who were eating, making noise and causing trouble.He wanted to remain low-key and he took note of every step that he took, he didn’t know when he stumbled on someone’s leg and tripped. His face plastered on his meal, he groaned in pain and the entire hall roared in annoying laughter. It was beside the jail lord’s eating table, though he hadn’t taken notes of anything yet.“Why did you set your leg for me!” He questioned in anger as soon as h
“That’s why we told you to be friendly with us, we would have informed you everything you need to know in here.” Adam hissed as he passed the ice bag to him, that was the only thing the officers could offer him.Richester was bruised and his other eyes were swollen. His lips were also swollen and had a slight cut, he breathed heavily as he leaned on the block and applied the ice over everywhere that ached. It wasn’t easy.“I can cope on my own.” He said, closing his eyes for a while.“You should ask for help when it's necessary. It’s not easy to rely on oneself here.” Jones said as though he wasn’t interested in speaking with him.“And now that you have offended the jail lord, he won’t let you live here in peace.” Jones shook his head.“Jail lord?” Richester scoffed. “Does such a thing exist in prison? What are the officials doing?” Richester asked them seriously with a raised brow, they laughed shortly.“You mean the officials that are under them or which?” Lucky grunted and Richeste