"Pick up the damn call" Charlie muttered under his breath with a clenched jaw.He had been calling Miranda severally but she wasn't picking up her calls.There was a problem. He knew it. Miranda was the kind of girl who usually used silence to communicate her problems.Charlie shook his head and decided to give her one more call. She had better not ruin his plans else he'll vent out his frustrations on her.Again, she didn't pick up the call. With a frustrated sigh, he plunged the phone into his pocket and stepped into his car.****She slapped her bag on the table, crossed her legs, and slumped on the chair with a long face.Charlie, who guessed that there was a problem decided to hit the nail on the head. "What's the matter?""Nothing!" She mumbled and turned away, maintaining the long face.Charlie had been blowing up her phone. He even threatened her with a text message so she had no choice but to show up at the restaurant.He stretched his hands to the table in his bid to hold he
Charlie threw his head backward and drank the whole content from his glass in a gulp. He pressed his eyes against each other as the whiskey made its way to his system with closed eyes.He propelled the class to the bartender and motioned for another shot. What he needed was a drink. It was noon.After leaving Dr. Gerald's office, Charlie drove straight to the bar after concluding that a drink might ease his tension and at least make him feel better because the rage heating up in him could set the campus on fire. The bartender passed him the drink and Charlie didn't waste any time washing it down his throat. He let out a clumsy belch and pressed his eyes against each other, feeling its soreness. He knew that he had to be mindful of the quantity of drink he was shoving down his tummy else he might drink into a stupor.The clicking of footsteps inside the bar toward him caused Charlie to place his third glass on the counter. He turned around. Charlie sighed and turned around after noti
"Get away from me!" Cassie shooed Ken away after a smirk.He had just opened the door for her after she hit the doorbell. He was about to immerse her in a hug but she declined.They haven't met up in a while. Their interactions were based on phone calls and text messages. Ken was juggling between work and study while Cassie was away.Cassie resumed school last weekend. She had been in Boston for the past two weeks.Ken moved away from the door with a chuckle. He had invited her to his apartment for a movie night. He missed her jokes and was in dire need of her warm company.She made her way to the living room and crashed on the twin couch. She rested her back against the chair and fixated her gaze on the chandelier."Did you change those?" She asked pointing at the gold-colored chandelier.Ken smiled and settled next to her. He changed it that morning. He had known Cassie to be the kind of person that always pays attention to details."Next time you want to make any changes, you need
She roved her eyes around the area. Charlie knew she was wishing someone will pop out and come to her aid but there was no one coming.Charlie had always been a brutal man and she that if she doesn't put on a good fight, he might get his hands on the evidence.Without taking his hands off her, he forced her to drift backward and the moment he released her arm, he went for her bag but she quickly pushed and turned away.She clenched her fists, stationed her left leg in front, the right behind, and was ready to defend her evidence.Charlie was taken aback by her show of confidence. He had always known her to be the girl who was timid and clumsy but suddenly, she seemed to develop wings. He couldn't just figure out when.He was done trying to get her to play along. "I'm asking one more time. Hand over the damn phone else..."He was still speaking when she interrupted. "Else you are going to kill me? Isn't that what to are known for? You just go about killing people?" She fired.Charlie t
*Years ago*"She turned down the proposal?" He screamed at the top of his voice.He had come to meet up with his uncle in an underground parking lot.Charlie began to pace while biting his lower lip. It was his uncle's proposal that just got turned down but he was the one feeling the heat. It was a failed mission because the proposal would have made his dreams come true."Damn it!" He spat and punched the wall. He backed his uncle and continued struggling to catch his breath.When he turned around, he saw his uncle resting his back against the car, puffing hot air from his nostrils."I did everything I could Charlie but that bitch wouldn't accept my proposal." his uncle lamented."We have to do something.""If we don't do anything fast, we will lose the company." His uncle hinted."We are not losing the company!" Charlie vowed. "We are taking it by whatever means and nobody is going to stop us.*******Ken kept stirring his coffee in circles while trying to stabilize his gaze on a par
"Do you think it's okay?" Ken asked while sliding a blue tie around his neck.He was throwing the question at Ray. Ken was standing before his large dressing mirror. He was with Ray in the room.Ray got up from the edge of the bed and moved closer to Ken. He stood in front of him and roved his eyes around the boy, checking him out like he was a specimen."Stop acting like a fashion designer Ray. Just tell me if the tie corresponds with the dress." Ken said and tightened the grip the tie had around his neck.Ray chuckled and folded his arms across his head. "I think you should take it off."Ken arched a brow. "You think so?" He lowered his hands to his hips.He was wearing a pair of blue plain trousers and a white tee shirt."It's a long sleeve shirt and seeing that you've buttoned it all up to your neck, I don't think putting on a tie is necessary," Ray replied."Really?"Ray nodded repeatedly. "It's a dinner date, not some prom event or a business meeting. You don't want to look too
"Why didn't you tell me your stupid plan failed?" Charlie yelled at Miranda over the phone.He had been blowing up her phone for the past ten minutes and when she noticed that the calls persisted, she decided to pick up.She shut her eyes and heaved a deep sigh, imagining the fury in his eyes. If she wasn't out of his reach, Miranda knew he would strike her on the cheek because his voice was communicating anger."I'm still working on it" was her reply."You are still working on it?" He fired. "Stop lying to me. You are working on nothing Miranda. I just can't believe that I trusted you with such a huge responsibility."There was silence from Miranda's end. She feared that Charlie was going to discover that Ken and Jane outsmarted her and he might also come to realize that she planned to double-cross him. Now, it seemed what she feared was happening. He knew she failed him."For God's sake, Charlie stop acting like a dick. I need you to trust me on this. I said I'm working on it so rel
Ken sat up. Did she just say she knew about Raspberry?"I mean no!' Jane sharply replied.Ken displayed a blank expression. A while ago, she had admitted to knowing about Raspberry and now, she was switching sides."You said yes a while ago and now you are disagreeing?"Jane cleared her throat loudly and put on a broad smile. Ken wondered whether she was smiling to cover up all she knew or whether the smile was an assurance that she was telling the truth."Let's just say it's a slip of the tongue babe and by the way, why are you suddenly asking me about your workplace." She replied and pressed the menu card on the table."Jane, if you know anything about Raspberry and you want to share it with me, kindly do so." He implored, staring at her straight in the face.The moment Jane averted his gaze by casting her eyes on the table, he sensed something fishy."Come on babe. I said Yes because you threw the question at me and when I later realized what I'd just said, I gave the fitting reply