“Dead? Why?” Maliya asked as she stared at Wes who had just walked into the house, his whole being enveloped with anger. Wes had driven to the house, mad at everything, his hatred for Damion was skyrocketing by the day, he couldn't explain why Damion seemed to be overcoming everything that was being thrown at him. This was why Wes had mentioned that he wanted Damion dead, even if he knew it was a dreadful thing to think of talk more about doing it. “Yes, I don't know but I can't stand the fact that he has just become the largest shareholder of a company” Wes replied pacing around the room. “You need to calm down babe, we will figure something out, but I don't think killing Damion is something we should think of doing right now” Wes raised an eyebrow “Do you have a better option?”“Not really but we can figure something out together, like we always do,” Maliya replied. “I can't stand him also” She frowned Maliya placed her hand on her waist “If I heard you correctly, you mention
“You know you should be up by now” a sweet female voice sounded in a dark room “Arrg I know” replied another voice which sounded somewhat tired. “Up up, it's morning already,” the female voice said again and then the lights came on.“Arrg babe, I want to spend a little time with you,” Damion said, turning to face Bianca who was lying with him on the bed. She had been the one who turned on the lights earlier. Bianca smiled “It's morning already and I don't want you late for work”.Damion frowned “I know babe, I just want to stare at your pretty face all morning.” Bianca's face flushed a bright red “Oh stop it, just get up you are going to be late”“Ok fine I'm up” Damon replied as he sluggishly got out of bed, stretching a little bit, he kissed Bianca on her head before walking into the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Soon he was out of the bathroom and Bianca was already out of bed
Damion’s wedding invitation cards were ready, he had promised his colleagues at work that he would be sending them his invitation card immediately. Right now Damion had just finished sharing out his wedding invitation card, these few days at work had been fun-filled as it was from one celebration to another. “I hope you are doing better today?” Damion smiled, placing the back of his palm on the neck of one of his patients. The patient smiled.“With you around, I don't think I will be any worse. You are just the best, doctor.” “I'm just doing my job, sir,” Damion said respectfully. “It's your job and you are doing it well, well done” the man commented. “I should be taking my leave now, I will be back to check up on you soon, for the main time anything you need the nurse will be here to attend to you” Damion announced and then walked out the door. With a smile on his face, Damion walked down the hallway to his office
“Nahh I guess let's make this more exciting shall we?” The masked man said with a hidden smile which plastered beneath the scary black leather mask he had on. He passed the gun to his left hand, then he brought out a knife from one of the straps on his legs.“Come here beautiful, I don't bite, let's make this slow and less painful,” he said as he slowly began approaching Bianca who was still full of panic and fear to the extent she couldn't get back to her feet, instead she just used her hands to prop and drag her body further from the man as he approached. “W.. what do you want? Who sent you? Why?” Bianca stuttered. The masked man dropped his hands to his sides.“Oh, that doesn't matter, you are going to die soon anyway, I'm only doing you a favor by not giving you a painful death” “P.. please don't do this” Bianca cried out, her heart racing like she had just been involved in a 400-meter relay race.The masked man got close
Damion could hear faint noises in the background, it sounded like two people were discussing a little bit further from where he was. All these played in his head, his eyes were shut but slowly flew open. His vision was blurry but was gradually becoming clear, Damion could feel a sharp pain at the back of his head. As his vision got clearer, his eyes traveled around and he was surprised to see himself in a room. Being the doctor that he was, Damion was quick to realize that he was in a hospital room. This wasn't the Lance Hospital, Damion was certain about this as the Lance Hospital's choice of bed materials was a presidential white color while this particular hospital he was currently in had a light blue mixed with white color as bedspreads and a choice of paints on the wall. Damion struggled to sit up “Where am I?” In the course of sitting up Damion realized that his head was wrapped with bandages and he was on a drip, he must have lost a lot of blood. “Bianca” Damion murmure
“Dr Damion, I hope you are feeling a lot better now?” Jack smiled. Damion wasn't expecting Jack to be the good Samaritan who had saved him so Damion folded his hands on his chest with a raised eyebrow. “You are the good Samaritan who saved me??” “Well let's just say I had followed you when you left the office, it just felt like there was serious trouble, so I decided to see if my new friend was safe” Jack winked and sat on one of the chairs in the hospital room. “I should be taking my leave now” Bella announced and Damion nodded “See you some other time” “I'm glad I was able to help you out of that situation, I'm sorry I wasn't there on time” Jack pleaded Damion frowned “It's fine, I should be the one thanking you for bringing me to the hospital” “It's nothing, doctor, besides we are friends now aren't we?” “Yes, of course we are,” Damion repli
Damion understood why Bianca's parents had behaved the way they did, what he didn't understand was why it seemed like they had blamed him. He wasn't happy about Bianca's abduction; he hadn't slept properly the previous night, he had been turning and tossing all night, and the thought of Bianca had never left his mind even for a second. Damion came out in the open street, he could see different vehicles, cabs, and people walking around. Damion shook his head “Everyone has problems whether rich or poor” With the wave of his hands a cab parked in front of him and soon they were off on the highway. It didn't take long for the cab to halt in front of a large building that had the Police department boldly written on it. “Dr Damion, you are welcome” A suited man who seemed to be about 5 foot 5 welcomed Damion. “Thank you, Detective Reeves, please tell me, what is the situation of the case”
“Open the door ma'am or we are going to bring it down” detective Reeves warned, his gun was pointed forward towards the door with his finger on the trigger. There was total silence, there was no response from the lady inside the house. Helen walked forward “hold on I got this” She brought out a thin little pin from her pocket and inserted it into the keyhole of the door, she had her ears pressed on the door as she twisted and turned the pin.There was a click sound “There we go” Helen smiled.”it's open”“Doctor, you will have to move back a little bit,” Reeves said to Damion. Reeve took a stance , twisted the door knob and then banged his shoulders against the door and it pushed open. Soon, they were all inside the living room of the apartment, there was no one in sight. Damion frowned “Where did she go?”“Miss Claire Morgan, I will advise you to step out with your hands in the air, we just want to ask a few questions and we will be out” Reeves yelled. There was no response, He