Your Next Home In North Wales City, Room 505.In the presidential suites of Your Next Home In North Wales City, there sat two men on luxurious cushions kept in opposite directions facing each other discussing and analyzing how successful their plans and plots could be if properly executed.One of the men was a business Mogul from Scotland.He was the CEO of Candy intercontinental Group.Candy Intercontinental Group is an international airline transportation service company. The best airline service Group in the county.The man boasts of over one hundred and five billion dollars in assets for the candy Intercontinental Group.The man’s name is Jerome Candy.Mr Jerome Candy had traveled from Scotland to North Wales City for an antique exhibition show which was hosted by Goldman antique world Group because of their brand ambassador, Miss Mirabel Date who was to speak and address their customers.Mirabel Date was the second most beautiful lady in the United Kingdoms’ recently concluded be
Your Next Home In North Wales City Hotel. Room 505 Presidential suite.A chubby man in his 50s stood pacing himself around the whole room. He looked so tense and disturbed. His body was vibrating in a full blown rage.There was also another man who sat quietly opposite him. He was holding a phone that had its dial tone ranged for a few seconds and stopped without being answered by the intended recipient of the call.The man tossed the phone on the table before him and said worriedly, “Stafford, what else should we do now that Mr George Floyd isn't taking up his call?” His voice was full of worriedness and his heart was very heavy. “We need to exterminate that b*stard no matter what it will cost us otherwise, we would never achieve our goal.”Stafford who was standing and pacing himself around the corners of the room in worriedness of his own self said, “Bush*t! So, George Floyd has now turned back against the hand that made and fed him. Has he forgotten so quickly that it was I, Staff
Inside an iron gated hall at Southern Wales police headquarters.Inside a hall which was roundly fenced with an iron gate within the perimeters of the Southern Wales police headquarter were prison inmates and some other crime perpetrators whose movement where being restricted even as they waited for the outcome of their trials in police Court.The iron gate fence was particularly located towards the outskirts of the police divisional headquarters in southern Wales district.In it, was a demarcated room which was designed with some sophisticated iron rods as its wall in the form of a hall.In there, was a short and sturdy man who stood up and pace himself around agitatedly. He was brewing in a full blown rage against the female warden officer who couldn't hand him his phone when he had a caller until the phone rang and stopped.“How dare you withhold my phone from me when I had a call to answer?!” Cursed the man. “I don't care about who you think that you're. I'm going to skin you aliv
“Do you mean that it's that same church Rat, Charles Walker, the useless husband to Olivia Marcus that messed up around you guys?” asked George with his speech tone full of concern and interest. His inquisitiveness was piqued when he heard Jerome say that he and Stafford want Charles dead either by crook or by hook.“Yes of course! It's him that destroyed my plans of getting Miss Mirabel Date to my bed. It's him that made Olivia Marcus reject Stafford’ love advances and played him emotionally,” Jerome said. “That Church Rat must die now or later!”“That's fine then. I'm in for the game. I will join you guys once I get out of this place.” George replied. “Do you have a plan for the game already?” He inquired from Jerome.“Yes we do.” Jerome replied curtly to George's question. “We planned to kidnap him before maiming him but we needed to act very fast because there's a news of a failed assassination attempt on him, his wife and his parents-in-law by The Killer Being of Wales district,
Stafford Theo was left inside room 505 presidential suites by his friend and partner in crime, Jerome Candy. He kept walking round the room with his phone in his hand. Everything seemed to be crumbling down for his end.He had overheard Jerome's phone conversation with George Floyd where the latter stated that he was under police custody in Southern Wales.Also for over three minutes, he has been trying to contact some of his strong business partners from Southern Upland in Scotland yet, none of the people he was calling answered his calls. All the five consecutive times he had dialed those clients' numbers, his phone only rang and went down the drain without anybody answering the call nor did any of them try to return his call back.He was very much disturbed. His troubles increased after he learnt that his confidant, George Floyd was in police custody. The Southern Wales police headquarter’s Captain and Chief Security Officer was also part of his own target.Had it been that Wales d
Your Next Home In North Wales City Hotel. Room 505 presidential suites.Stafford Theo was still pacing himself around the corners of the hotel room.He was deeply troubled in his mind.He had been waiting and expecting to receive a call from the clients whom he had sent text messages to.Just when he was about to give up on his wait, having waited for more than 20 minutes without any feedback from the client, did his phone which was placed on top of the hotel room’s table vibrated and began to ring.Ring!Ring!He agitatedly rushed to the table on which his phone was on top and quickly glanced his eyes on the phone screen to see who was on the line.After seeing the identity of the caller, he lost his interest and enthusiasm to pick up his phone and answer the caller.At first, he was very happy and agitated to answer the call hoping that it would be Drake Fargon who was calling back. He had reasoned in his expectant mind that Drake Fargon must have seen and read his text message and
Andrea Marcus four - bedroom - bungalow buildings.After the security men, Rodrigo Jacob, Howard Achie and her beautiful daughter, Damian Gold and her granddaughter Miss Natasha Gold, Daniel Grand, and The onlookers had left their compound, Charles led Olivia into their living room and said, “Darling, I'm sorry that you had to witness the security men kill some criminals. However, they were just doing their work.”“What are you sorry for?” Olivia interrupted him. “I should be the one to apologize and tell you sorry for believing what Mom told me over the phone about you causing us troubles at home.” Then she said with a messy face, “I'm sorry Charles, for not hearing from you first before I accepted Mom's claims. Please forgive me and most importantly, thank you so much for defending mom and dad before those ruthless and hardened Assassins.”“You're welcome, dear.” Charles smiled and said. Then he brushed his hairs with his hands and continued, “that reminds me, I left my electric sco
The cab drove and stopped at Orsbone Villa and suites hotel’s gate.Charles on the passengers' seat was wearing his white Lacoste shirt on top of a black male chinos trousers that looked washed out already. It would be very difficult for one to distinguish whether the color of his trousers was actually black as it now has dark brown coloration after the original black color faded away.“Can you pay and come down here so that I can proceed with my work?” The cab driver turned towards the passenger’s seat where Charles was seated and said after he turned off the ignition light of his taxi.“Drive me in and I will pay.” Replied Charles.“Please, I am begging you, Mr Man. Come down and pay me our agreed amount for driving you down here. Cab drivers are not allowed to drive inside Orsbone Villa and suites hotel and I don't want to get into trouble by driving in.” The driver said. His voice was full of worriedness which was evident on his face.“Are you scared of going in? Don't be worried,