What'd you want to talk about?” Cleo asked when everyone had left.“I need you to go somewhere far. It's just for a few weeks.”“Why?” She frowned.He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he picked up the ring on the bed and stroked it between his fingers.His powers, lying within the ring's powers, called out to him. “You know, I don't remember what it's like to have my powers,” he said, derailing the conversation.“You would if you'd just wear the damned thing.” She shrugged.“You're right about one thing, it is damned. Ironic right? The humans want this little ring. The gods want the powers within the powers of this little ring. Wanna bet on who'd get to it first?” He cocked a brow.“If I have any say, you; you know, it's the actual owner. With how you've been moving, though, I know not to expect anything. And before you remind me about the past, I know what happened when you went overboard. I think you're a better man than you were then,” she said, concluding her lengthy rant.“Oh
He drove at full speed on the highway, racing against time to get to Mr Carter's mansion as fast as possible. Everyone peered through their cars as he whooshed past them. Some honked, others pulled their heads out the windows of his vehicle to curse him out.If only they knew his mind was too consumed to bother about their insults.He had just taken a turn that would lead him to the mansion when his phone rang.“Every time that damn thing rings, I hear some bullshit!” This was the first thought in his head as he picked up the phone.He answered without checking the ID. “Hello?” With one hand on the steering, the other holding his phone to his ears.“Elijah, it's me, Rhonda. I need your help, Elijah. My mum—- my mum slumped. She's been on the ground for about thirty minutes now. Dr Hill is swamped with emergency cases, so he can't come. He sent a doctor who has tried everything in his power to revive her, but she's not responding. Imagine my surprise when we called Dr Hill, and he ins
Elijah wanted to call her back, but the speed she used to retreat stopped him from doing so. He just stood there, wondering what had just happened.Like in the previous days, his subconscious tried to communicate something to him, but something else kept blocking it from going through.Still standing, a flash of reflection caught his eyes, making him whip his head to the side. There, the entrance to the garden stood beckoning to him.He remembered his early days in this mansion. That was before Rhonda, and he got their apartment. He would wander towards the garden but was always stopped from entering it, courtesy of their grandfather.They said it belonged to his dead wife, who entrusted it in his care on her deathbed. When he realized he couldn't solely handle it anymore, he left it in the care of a woman who worked for him for a very long time.His legs waddled beneath him, compelling him to move forward. This was probably the only chance he would have in a while to get the herb he
“Please, no more stops,” Elijah muttered as he drove out of the ambush.It was late afternoon when he pulled into the Carter's mansion. He had barely gotten out of the car when John was beside him, ushering him out with a barrage of questions.“Calm down, John,” he said, finally finding enough space to leave the car.“We called you in the morning, Elijah. Why are you only just coming? I don't mean to be entitled, but I thought you cared about Winnie?”“More than you'll ever understand,” he said in his mind, but with his lips, said, “Where's Mr Carter?” “He's in there, pacing around. He hasn't been able to sleep a wink since we found out last night that she neither returned to her office, her house, or his house,” he explained somberly.Elijah's heart palpitated. It was doubtful Winnie would skip a day off her family, especially her grandfather. “Have you spoken to Lexington? Maybe he's seen her.” He felt weird for mentioning his name, but there was no denying the two had gotten close
“Father?” Her voice dropped an octave lower when she saw how distraught he was.She went over to him but paused when Elijah's presence became visible to her eyes. “Who are you, and what have you done to my father?” She asked, pointing an accusatory finger at him.“Me?” Elijah asked.She looked around and then back at him. “Aside from the weird man in the suit, and—” she stopped, her eyes widening. “Colin Trust? Is that you?” She moved away and went to stand before him Instead.“Alice, you're back,” he said, not matching her enthusiasm.“You look so grown. Everything in this City has changed, including you.” She gave him a slow once over and then stretched out her hand. He let out a small sigh and accepted her hands. “You look the same,” he said, and he didn't mean it as a compliment.“Well, thank you.” She blushed.William shook his head, wondering what he had done to be blessed with such a child. “Why are you here, Alice?” He asked, unable to take it anymore.She did one-eighty and
Winnie Carter's eyes flickered open in the dimly lit room. It took her vision a few seconds to adjust to the darkness and her brain even longer to recall all events before the three seconds her eyes had been open.When she eventually did remember, there was only one thing she wanted to do: escape!She tried to move both hands but stopped when they wouldn't budge. She was about to try raising her legs when she felt constrained.Despite the dullness of the room, her eyes shot down to see what was causing the restriction. Squinting hard, she found hints of a rope tied across her body. She was bound.“Oh crap!” She hissed. Her pissed-off voice echoed around the room before returning to her ears.The sound made her even more annoyed. There were a lot of things she needed to do, and being locked up this way was going to set her back a lot. Being the businesswoman she was, she decided to run a little negotiation.“Hello? Is anyone there?” She called out. Her voice, like a spring, bounced thr
Elijah parked his car and went straight into the center. He walked past the pixie-cut lady trying to call out to him and didn't stop until he got to Dr Hill's office.He knocked on the door, and even before the doctor could tell him to come in, he pushed it open and stepped in.“Elijah!” Dr Hill called in faux surprise. Pretending as if it was barely twenty minutes ago, he had called to tell him he would be coming.However, what stopped him dead in his tracks was the woman who turned to look at him.“Rhonda?” He found himself calling in a shock-filled voice.“Elijah, what are you doing here?” She asked, her brows slanting curiously.“I should be asking you that. Is everything okay? Is your mum fine?” “She is,” her face fell before she continued speaking. “You know how mum gets. When she found out you brought her back to life, she insisted I come to Dr Hill for extra medication, just in case you did something bad to her,” she explained.He knew he was supposed to be mad at her mother
“What kind of god are you? Aren't gods supposed to be kind?” “Who said so?” He cocked an arrogant brow.“It's a universal belief. How are you a mean God? You're either lying, or I'm dreaming?”“You still don't believe me?” “You've not given me a reason to.”“What else do you want me to do? I already read your mind.”PushShe rolled her eyes.”You could be one of those psychic people. I don't know.” She shrugged.“You're an unbeliever. For a girl as pretty as you are, that's not a smart choice,” he said, shaking his head.“The alternative is taking your word for it. If you want me to believe you're a god, prove it to me. Cause it to rain in here. Please send me a pet dog for companionship. Provide food from the ceiling. I'm not going to eat something that nasty, but it'll turn me into a believer,” she said, throwing him a daring smirk.“Is that a dare?” His lip curved into an amused smile, making him more handsome than he already was.She blinked and took her gaze elsewhere. “The burd