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BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 9: The Journalist
Unlike other occasions where the path was always cleared in advance, that day had to be different. The last thing Joe and his men needed at Judas’ sendoff was seeking special attention to themselves. Besides, the men in suits had to have a taste of what they were paid to do. As they squeezed their way to the car, Joe brushed his shoulders with a young lady. His guys were ready to take a toll on her but he stopped them. Indeed, they were willing to do what they were paid for, properly without doubt. Joe saw no reason for them to add pain to an already painful day. After all, they had just reached Joe’s motorcade. Besides, she was too innocent to even harm a fly let alone a Credonia’s Cabinet Minister of Finance. Minutes later, Joe was cruising on the highway back to the capital city of Credonia. A place where dreams came true as they said. It was also the heart of Credonia. Though it was painful to loose Judas, it was in the past. They had to let go off it only retaining the memory and
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 10: The Journalist
He needed to feel good about himself. He laughed not because he knew what the word was but because he felt a winner solving the puzzles. After the brief moment, he went back to figure out what the name could mean. This one word was ‘Eden’. His mind was too tired at the time to think beyond the point. He needed to get home and relax first. He decided to not head for the office and detoured home. His mind had just had enough for one day. He may not have figured out what this Eden meant but he was positive. It was time he let someone in on it to help. This person was to be none other but his lovely wife. After a few hours with his son and having fun, he felt it was time to get back at it. Immediately after dinner, his son went to sleep and it was his better half and him alone. Before the name, he had missed her and needed to show her exactly that. After a while of play and very constructive fun, he had one for the climax. It was time for the word. He explained the whole witch-hunt to he
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 11: The Journalist
By the time I was turning back to try to save the game, it was too late for me. I did not lose my job though, no. I was forced to play this new game. This is what flipped everything and how my story began. Just a few years in power as the Cabinet Minister of Finance, it was time to renew my subscription. One day, as I was busy in my office working building the Nation, I got a call from one of the very few Cabinet Members we had initiated for office together. It was just a harmless call notifying me of a meeting I was to attend and later a ceremony. The meeting was scheduled for the afternoon of that day. Since I had a tight schedule for that afternoon, all I did was to request for postponement to evening. He kept me on hold for a while and then he confirmed the postponement. Still, nothing was out of place according to me. I just assumed that the meeting was very important for all involved to be present. What I never knew was that, that call was a mark for a beginning to the end but
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another PREFACE
Of course, she is a monster…and yes, she is our beloved! What do I mean? How do we love a monster let alone raising one? No! No! No! All the wrong questions. Let us take a step back and think. How long shall we bleed and suffer at the edge of our own sword? What anguish and the hell am I talking about, you ask. Well, let us take it from the top. Let us start with what we missed, or, what we choose to ignore. Who is a monster? Well, English and any other language will tell you that, it is an imaginary creature that is large, ugly and frightening. There it is, large, ugly and threatening. How does one start to fall for such traits? Even bitter is, we fell for it eons ago. We ignored and she got us questioning our intellect. She fed on growing big enough ridiculing the now little angel none values no more. The best way to win a battle is to have enemies fight themselves. It is also true that, the easiest way to lose one is by underestimating your enemy. The minute you have someone havin
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 1: Joe Mzalendo
“Joe Mzalendo. A name I got from my grandfather, customary to my commune. All I ever wanted was a good job after a degree from the University. I had scoured for quite some time without achievement. Most places, I could not meet the cut; despite my first class honors in Accounting and Finance. Experience was the qualification sought most, and which, I was short of. As it were, mine country Credonia, was not among those that had experience as part of the school curriculum, or, any other for that matter. Wondrously, I got a career I so much wished for and dreamt about, circadian. A senior accountant within the government. An event I categorized miraculous. Things never worked out akin to this in my country Credonia. Nothing was standing between my goals and me. Such a position was hard to come by, expressly, to a fresh University graduate. I swore to make all that was erroneous, veracious; and, to help as many persons as I could. Indeed, my grandfather envisioned the future. Mine name,
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 2: Joe Mzalendo
Shortly, just after he had finished reading the epistle, he got a call from his boss, whom apparently, he was replacing. He was summoned to the most powerful office in the chain of command to confirm the letter he had just received. It was in deed the best achievement of his life. With the excitement of the promotion, he matched into the office shoulders high and very confident. On the contrary, before, he used to walk into the office on his toes with doubts of his worthy of being in there. This day, he; even became afraid of his own self and developed self-respect to a level he never had for self before. Nothing feels better than catching the president’s eye and attention. Did he just say the president? Of course, he did. After knocking on the magnificently furnished oak door, inside, he went majestically. This day, he had no trouble with the secretary. She; even ushered him into the office, a thing she had left for her fingers in the past. She went ahead to do the knocking on his b
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 3: Joe Mzalendo
By the time he was turning back to try to save the game, it was too late for him. He did not lose his job though, no. He was forced to play this new game. This is what flipped everything and how his story began. Just a few years in power as the Cabinet Minister of Finance, it was time to renew his subscription. One day, as he was busy in his office working building the Nation, he got a call from one of the very few Cabinet Members they had initiated for office together. It was just a harmless call notifying him of a meeting he was to attend and later a ceremony. The meeting was scheduled for the afternoon of that day. Since he had a tight schedule for that afternoon, all he did was to request for postponement to evening. He was kept on hold for a while and then, the caller confirmed the postponement. Still, nothing was out of place according to him. He just assumed that the meeting was very important for all involved to be present. What he never knew was that, that call was a mark f
BLEEDING NATION: A Man's Worth in the Hands of Another Chapter 4: The Chosen Twelve
It was born, the Chosen Twelve, and, now it needed every bit of their attention and input to survive. Just like an infant in need of its mother’s care and support, The Chosen Twelve needed them all. Credonia and Credonians depended on it. A covenant they had just sealed and nothing could stop them from making their country better. The Chosen Twelve was the Vessel to the next level of development and a better Credonia. Joe may have been selected and named Peter but, there are things even Peter never knew about the Chosen Twelve at first, or, should it be at all? As he was figuring out where to get the money for the Chosen Twelve, in deed, the others too were not asleep. Yet again, he got a call from his fellow initiate who was now going by the name John. This time, it was not about a meeting but informing him that they had come up with an easier way of getting the money for the Chosen Twelve. There was no need for suffocating and possibly chocking the Credonia’s Treasury for their fir
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