Ken didn't take his eyes off his wall clock. It was as if he was engaged in a staring contest. The moment the clock rang at 6 pm, he sprung out of the chair and moved to the door.He left the hospital an hour ago. He had freshened up and was yet to make any provisions for dinner. As long as he is yet to find out the answers he needed regarding Charlie. Dinner can wait.Ken walked out to the verandah and began to pace aimlessly.What if Miranda doesn't show up? His mind taunted him. He shook his head in disagreement. She promised to show up and might show up. All he had to do was remain patient and wait for her to arrive.His thoughts were interrupted by the revving of a black cab. Ken traced his way out of the verandah and was hoping the car will come to a halt in front of his apartment and it did.He sighed in relief when he saw Miranda stepping out of the vehicle. She sorted the driver and began taking steps toward Ken.He remained rooted to his spot. He began to ponder. Should he w
Cassie adjusted the black jacket shielding the white cotton long-sleeve shirt she wore. The shirt was tucked inside black plain trousers. After slipping the jacket around her, she felt like a boss.She wanted to smile but the sadness in her heart was too heavy to bear. She loved the outfit and had left it for a special occasion. She decided to wear it that morning after her father told her that he was taking her to his company.Cassie was elated. All she ever wanted was to be on her father's perfect side. She was his only child and had always looked forward to taking over the company but her dad never mentioned it. Meanwhile, All the messages she sent to Ken about her ongoing training so she could take over the company were all lies.It's been a week since she last graced the environment outside. After her father caught her in the Master's chamber, he tightened the security around her room and had been monitoring her phone calls. She was not allowed to call Ken but can pick up his cal
"You seem to be in a bad mood today." Ray pointed out. It was a few minutes past 8 am and he was driving Ken to the hospital.Ken turned to him with a faint smile. "I'm a bit stressed that's all.""Well, health is wealth and I don't need to remind you about that fact boss. You need rest. Doctors are humans too." Ray commented and adjusted his tie.Ken broke into a laugh. "You have a point, Ray."But if only Ray knew that the meeting he had with Miranda the previous day was what was keeping him on the edge, not some sort of stress as he alleged. Now that he was aware of the fact that Charlie would be coming for him, Ken couldn't help but feel restless.Ray drove the car into the hospital's parking lot and pulled it to a halt. He quickly stepped out and before he could open the door to the back seat for Ken, the doctor was already out, clinging to his briefcase.Ray wanted to take charge of the briefcase but Ken sharply placed it behind him. "That's okay Ray. Just pass me the car key."
Ken folded his arms across his chest and stared at the Lamborghini with his brows furrowing in anger. The dumb Vehicle had to break down in the middle of the road and without Ray in the seat, he couldn't help but feel hopeless.If he had known that the car was in a bad state, he would have opted for a cab and abandoned it in the hospital's garage but now, the vehicle had to disappoint him on the highway.He pulled out his phone and called Ray several times but the chauffeur wasn't picking up his calls and to crown to his frustration, no vehicle was coming his way. Ken was hopeless and helpless."Damn it!" He muttered under his breath and almost flung his phone.He began kicking his left tire aggressively, venting out his frustration.A few minutes later, a vehicle drove down the path. It gave a loud horn and Ken was forced to turn around. The car's reflector was wined down and Jane stuck her head out from the vehicle."Is there a problem Dr. Ken?" She asked in a formal tone.Ken faked
Until that car is fixed, I don't want it in my garage." Ken ruled it out. He was on the phone with Ray."Don't worry about a thing boss. I've got this." Ray assured him.After he left the car on the highway, Ray turned up a few minutes later and contacted a mechanic. They were able to get it off the road but the car was still not fixed. Ken had to take a cab to the hospital that morning."You better do something, Ray." He hung up and slapped the phone to the table.Ken sighed and threw his head backward. It was a few minutes to lunch break. His legs were aching and so was his head. Ken and two other doctors conducted surgery that morning and it took them five hours to get the tumor out.A knock landed on Ken's door and he groaned in frustration. He wasn't expecting anyone that afternoon and he was not the one to handle the day's consultation.Without looking at the door and with his head still thrown backward, he demanded in a tired voice."Who's there?"There was no response and soon
"Just pull up right here. You don't have to drive inside" Jane told her chauffeur. Sitting right next to her in the back seat of the range rover was a bodyguard, heavily armed.It was Sunday morning, a few minutes past 7 am, and Jane decided to hit the gym across the street. Even though there was a gym in the mansion, Jane prefers to use the public one across her street, especially their martial arts unit.She stepped out of the vehicle and the clingy bodyguard immediately jumped after her. She heard his heavy steps clicking after her and with her lips curled in irritation, she turned to him looking pissed."You don't want to come with me inside. Trust me!"She turned around and he turned the other way. He traced his way back to the car. The message was clear and the man was not going to provoke Jane. She sighed and marched toward the entrance. She was wearing tight-fitting black leather trousers and a tight crop top.She adjusted the bag that hung around her left arm containing her w
Ken tossed from one edge of his bed to the other. He was sweating profusely and swinging his head. He was lying on his back.Again, he was having a nightmare.He could see it clearly in his dream. He could see the way his mother led him to the basement eighteen years ago. He could see how she pressed teddy to his chest and left, promising to return but she never did."Mom!" He screamed and jumped out of the bed.While panting heavily, he settled by the edge of his bed after turning on the lights. It was barely 2 am. Ken wiped the sweat that had teamed up on his forehead with the edge of his palm and wondered why the nightmare he had long forgotten was making its way back to his life.He stood up, staggered to his table, and grabbed a copy of moby Dick. With a frustrated sigh, he dashed to the study. A fact about the nightmares was that he never gets back to sleep after having them.******"Take care, sir. Bye!" Ray screamed at Ken after he dropped off from the vehicle.Ken waved a laz
After driving for about ten minutes, Jane pulled the car to a stop in front of a bungalow-shaped cafeteria.Ken turned to her while she was unwrapping her seatbelt. "This place has been here all along? I never noticed it."She smiled. "You lost your exploration skills the moment you opted for Medicine but you could still combine both yet you don't. It's always work and work."She stepped out of the vehicle and Ken also did the same."Come with me!" She invited him with a bright smile and charged toward the entrance.Ken watched her with his eyes dilating with joy. The way she was happily marching toward the cafe reminded him of the moments they went to hang out in Grizzle bar back in Harvard.Jane turned around and caught Ken transfixed in his spot. She arched a brow. "Did you change your mind?"He swung his head from left to right. "Of course not."He began taking steps toward her. She moved away from the door with her handbag hung around her left arm. On the wall was the name of the