Jane was walking to her hostel when she heard footsteps clicking behind her. She stopped and turned around to see the people hurrying after her.A group of girls marched up to her with hard faces. Before she could blink, they formed a circle around her. The surprised Jane roved her eyes around them wondering who they were.None of the girls looked familiar. Why are they forming a circle around her and why are they harboring hard faces? she wondered. They looked as if they were going to pounce on her.Before she could speak, one of the girls rushed toward her. She was carrying a pail behind her and in a flash, she poured the water on Jane, wetting her from head to toe.When Jane opened her eyes, they were all gone. She hugged herself as her teeth began to clatter. A bucket of cold water had just been splashed on her.She moved to a corner and squeezed her top. She brushed off her jeans and massage the water out of her hair. She was freezing to death.While wondering who the girls were
Ken couldn't stop stamping his left leg as the feeling of anxiety was taking over him. He had been sitting at the reception for almost twenty minutes and was yet to get a response from the young secretary who walked into her boss's office. She promised to get back to him but didn't come out.Ken had drafted an application letter and sent it to the grocery store the previous day after he stumbled on the vacant post placed at the entrance. He had applied for the post of sales personnel and was asked to return the next day by 10 am sharp for an interview.Immediately the secretary walked out of her boss's office, Ken rose to his feet. She had told him when he walked in twenty minutes ago that her boss, the owner of the grocery store was going to interview him that morning.She walked up to Ken with a faint smile and his heart skipped a beat after she shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry boy. You don't fit in."Ken raised a brow and darted his gaze from her ponytail down to her glossy red hee
Ken adjusted the tie he hung around his neck. He loosened its grip on him. After he left RAZBERRY BEVERAGE COMPANY the previous day, he received an email a few hours later.According to the email, he was to report to work on weekdays from 9 am and leave at 2 pm. However, it was stated that he might be forced to spend a little longer on some occasions. He will be paid 3000 dollars a month and will be free on weekends.Ken is still stunned by the fact that he got the job. He recollected Mr. Carter stating that he had been expecting him at the interview and Ken couldn't be more surprised. He wanted to ask Mr. Carter why he made such a statement but was overwhelmed by the offer so he dashed out of the office smiling from ear to ear.After getting dressed, he left his apartment at 8:30 am and began walking down the junction where he'll get a cab to the company. As he took rushed steps down the path, the image of Jane fluttered in his mind. He smiled and wondered whether he should give her
Ken stared at the departing interns in astonishment before making his way to Mr. Charle's office."Come in." Mr. Charles responded from the inside after he landed a knock on the door.He walked into the office and the first thing he noticed was Mr. Charle's glittering bald head."Good morning sir!""Morning Ken."Mr. Charles was stuffing a file inside his briefcase. "The CEO called all the departmental cashiers for a meeting this morning so you can hang around before I return.""Okay," Ken said and sat on the twin couch.Mr. Charles grabbed his briefcase.Ever since Ken started working with Mr. Charles, he had noticed that the man's table was always disorganized. The cleaners turn up every day to clean the place and set the table but the moment Mr. Charles arrives, he turns the table into a mess.Ken stood up and strode to the table. He noticed that files were mixed up, the receipts were also mixed up and processed payments were mixed with pending sales.He decided to work on the docu
Ken stared at the departing interns in astonishment before making his way to Mr. Charle's office."Come in." Mr. Charles responded from the inside after he landed a knock on the door.He walked into the office and the first thing he noticed was Mr. Charle's glittering bald head."Good morning sir!""Morning Ken."Mr. Charles was stuffing a file inside his briefcase. "The CEO called all the departmental cashiers for a meeting this morning so you can hang around before I return.""Okay," Ken said and sat on the twin couch.Mr. Charles grabbed his briefcase.Ever since Ken started working with Mr. Charles, he had noticed that the man's table was always disorganized. The cleaners turn up every day to clean the place and set the table but the moment Mr. Charles arrives, he turns the table into a mess.Ken stood up and strode to the table. He noticed that files were mixed up, the receipts were also mixed up and processed payments were mixed with pending sales.He decided to work on the docu
Ken tiptoed into the male restroom and left the door slightly open so he could get a clear glance at the people plotting to kill the company's CEO. He heard footsteps marching outside toward the restroom and he quietly pinned his back to the wall. He cast his sharp gaze at the opening he created by letting the door fly open. A man walked past him and Ken realized that he hasn't seen the man elsewhere. The man was dressed in a black tuxedo and one of the prominent features he picked was the scar on the man's left cheek. Ken guessed that the man was in his early fifties. His hair was thick and brown. Ken heard the footsteps of the second man he was expecting making his way out of the room. He remained rooted in his hidden spot and fixed his eyes on the target. A young man with blonde hair walked past him and Ken froze. His eyes began to rove in circles and just when he was doubting the identity of the young man he had just seen, he decided to smartly place his head out and take a pro
Ken shook his head and grabbed the spare office key Mr. Charles had left behind. He glanced at the square-shaped clock hanging on the wall. It was past 3 pm. He decided to head home.He locked the office and slid the key inside his pants pocket. Lately, Mr. Charles had entrusted him with opening and locking up his office after working hours.While making his way out of the company, flashes of the incident he had just witnessed in the restroom began to flutter in his mind. Someone was planning to kill the CEO and there was nothing he could do about it or maybe, there was something he could do.He hailed a cab and settled in front beside the driver."Are you okay?" the middle-aged driver asked after Ken slumped into the car seat. He didn't even bother to wrap a seatbelt."Just drive," he replied with his face averted from the driver.He had concluded that tomorrow, he'll approach Mr. Charles with the issue and as his master will always say, if it doesn't work out today, try again tomorr
Ken stared at the door and shifted his gaze back to Adams. Was the man asking him to leave? "But sir...I...the computer." he began to stammer.Adams placed his phone on the table and threw his back against the chair. "Are you flaunting my orders?" Ken was silent. All he was requesting was a computer to discharge the task assigned to him.Adams stared at the watch on his left wrist. "You've got 55 minutes Ken so the sooner you start working, the faster you'll be done," he told Ken, maintaining a serious face."Yes sir." was Ken's reply. He gave a sad nod and made his way out of the office."Stop walking like a girl," Adams screamed at his departing figure. "Hurry up and work on those transactions," he yelled at him.Ken stepped out of the office. He rested his back against the wall and folded his arms across his chest. He just met Adams and had already concluded that the man was stern and insensitive.What was he going to do now? he wondered. He lowered his left hand to his waist and