The man’s nostrils flared with a dangerous flare of fury as his fists clenched with a dangerous grip of fury. “You insolent little punk! You are lucky I don’t—”The other customers in the hall edged towards the exit, their apprehension and disgust a potent force as they escaped the scene of the violence.Alan who was watching from a distance this time shook his head at how everyone, instead of helping the little boy who was being bullied, left the store like cowards.Couldn’t no one develop the guts to speak up against the injustice that was being done against the boy? Didn’t no one have the courage or was no one seeing what was going on with the boy?The customers had seen enough and were leaving with exhaustion.“I think we should leave. This is getting out of hand.”“I agree. I don’t want to be caught in the middle of this.”“I mean, this is just too much drama for me. Now he’s screaming at the little boy. He must be sick in the head.”“Yeah, I believe that he definitely needs medi
The man continued. “I know you are going to try and run away while I dig but I already got a plan for that.”The man’s eyes were twinkling with a wicked pride as he picked up a long rope.The man’s hands worked with brutal, ruthless efficiency, the rope biting into the boy’s wrists with a painful force that left him writhing in pain.He then climbed into the hole that had been dug, his muscles rippled with exertion as he worked the digger.The digger dug into the earth with a deafening, metallic shriek as he tore it apart with psychotic energy.The boy was just at the edge of the huge hole that was dug, his fear a potent force as he darted around.It was dark and the probability that someone was going to save him was quite slim. This can’t be happening. It can’t be real. All he knew was that he had to escape but he didn’t know how yet. He had to find a way to survive. He thought of begging but he had done that countless times before and there was no positive response.Perhaps he sho
He knew that it was Rose’s dying wish for Brody to be protected and if it meant something tangible to Rose, it had to mean something even more tangible to him as well.His determination was a palpable force as he realized that he had to face Mr. Lawrence once and for all.His attention drifted back to reality when he heard something on the television.He picked up his remote control to increase the volume.“Felix Lincoln has won the governorship election with a landslide victory. The official results show that Lino received an overwhelming majority of the votes, surpassing his opponents Mayor Carney Boltman and Prince Maxine by a significant margin.”Alan was overjoyed with the information as he leaped from the ground with excitement. “Yes!”“Yes! Best time to see how Carney would feel about this. It’s not like he stood a chance anyway.”“Yes!”Alan was excited because he knew that it was as a result of his plan with Elaine that Mayor Carney lost the election.If not for the way he ha
Alan brought out a large map through which he was going to discuss the plan with the others.The others had their eyes fixed on the map in concentration as they searched for possible exploitation spots.“So, here we are going to go in through the side entrance and make our way up to the suite using the service elevator.”“How sure are we that the side entrance is the safest passage for us?” Della asked, her lips twisted in deliberation.“Every other passage is quite blocked I have to say. We could use the staff service passage but we would have to pretend to be staff which is quite risky. They also have full-on security there.”“Alright, I see,” Della responded. “And when we get to the suite?”“We will need to pick the lock or use a master key,” Alan spoke. “The master key is usually with a guard. The guard is not very equipped so we can always disguise as staff or something else just to get the key. Jackson, I believe you can handle that for us?”“Sure,” Jackson responded.“You will
“Yeah, I do. Give me a moment,” Della spoke and then brought out her laptop from her bag.Della’s fingers danced across the fingers with a swift, nimble precision. Her laptop screencast a pale flickering glow over the woman’s shadow.Her face was a mask of concentration as she looked for the hack details that she had earlier done.The others had their gaze probing with a beam of anticipation as they watched Della keenly to know if she was making any progress.Della’s thoughts were intense as she searched through her laptop. She knew that getting the details was going to go a long way and if she could succeed with that, she would find a way to communicate with Brody.Della’s heartbeat raced a bit and she exclaimed with excitement when she found out the details. “I found it.”The others had their minds racing with more anticipation this time as they moved closer to Della to see what was going on.“Yes! I’ve got it! I’ve got the phone’s data, contact list, the text messages, everything!”
Della had monitored the time and she realized that it wasn't even up to 10 seconds that Brody went offline.“But why did he go offline just after the message was sent,” Della spoke out but was still deliberating in her mind.“Don’t worry, he probably has to do something. I am sure he will be back online.”The group all had their eyes waiting with anticipation as they hoped that Della was going to come up with the news that Brody had finally come online and give a response.“Or perhaps I should send a follow-up text,” Della suggested, her tone laced with desperation.“That may be a good idea,” Alan responded. “But we have to be sure what we are sending.”“I will just type that I am Rose’s errmmm—”“Rose’s friend,” Alan completed the words for her.“You are right,” Rose remarked. “We really can't tell him that I am her mother. He would be scared. A friend is the best word.”Della’s eyes then moved to her laptop as she prepared to type the response. [I am Rose’s friend][You remember Ro
The message came almost as if it was without him coming online - one second online and the message was already sent.“He just called me a liar,” Della told the others.“I knew it,” Jackson spoke. “I knew that he wanted to make a conformation. He probably went on social media platforms and searched for the name and didn't find it.”“But that’s just an abysmal way of researching someone,” Fred added.“Yeah, it is but what can we say about the kids of today,” Jackson spoke. “The kids of today think life begins and ends at their social media pages and gaming apps.”Jackson scoffed, his nostrils flared with disappointment.“What response should I now give to the boy?” Della asked.“Well, I believe that we have to change his orientation,” Alan spoke. “We can't let him go with the idea that we are lying.”“Should I be more straightforward - tell him that we want to save him,” Della suggested.“No! No!” Jackson exclaimed. “We will soon tell him what our aim really is but we can't just shrug o
[Okay, if you say so][But Rose wouldn't be happy if you did things all by yourself][How is your father, Mr. Lawrence? Do you have anything to tell me about him?]Della, even though she wasn't physically seeing Brody, could feel the fear and uncertainty that he failed to reveal.“He’s not going to respond so quickly,” Della smirked, her face showing expectation even though she knew that she had probably gone too far.Della then turned towards Alan and the others. “I went too far with that, didn't I?”“Er, we can't say you went too far,” Jackson responded. “At some point, we will have to dig deep. We need him to trust us and until we engage him, we won’t get his trust. Worst still, we won’t get anything valuable from him.”Brody, after the delay soon sent another text. [We are done][I am going to bed][Never text me again]Della gaped with a deadly stare of disbelief. “Did you see that? He’s not going to continue. I guess I asked the wrong question.”Alan’s voice injected a sense of