"What are the police doing here?" Derek asked, confusion etched on his face.Before he could ask further questions, the door burst open and the police strode in. "Derek, you're under arrest," one of the officers announced, their handcuffs at the ready.Derek's eyes widened in shock. "What?! You can't be serious!" he exclaimed, but his protests were met with firm resistance.The officers handcuffed him swiftly and dragged him away, leaving him feeling humiliated and ashamed in front of his employees. Paul, called out, "I'll contact your lawyer, sir!" but Derek could only nod, his dignity stripped away.As the police car drove away, Derek demanded, "What is my offense?" But the officers remained silent."Answer me!" he barked, his anger rising."It's advisable to stay quiet, sir," one of the officers finally replied, their tone firm but calm.Derek scoffed, "Do you know who I am? I will get my lawyer and deal with all of you!" But his threats were met with silence.At the station, he w
Incarceration was the last thing he expected that day. From losing his company's shares, getting defeated by a mysterious Mr. Luther, now imprisonment. The transition of events was enough to make him crazy. How on earth did everyone and everything fight against him at the same time? Whoever was the new one of Beta World was a real monster and a powerful one.He had a feeling his woes were not just dealings of a bad day but carefully orchestrated by a big time hater. Even the banks? None of them could come to his rescue? He was not a defaulter so for the bank manager to ignore his call then he was sure there was someone spreading false information to destroy his good reputation.Nothing seemed to baffle him more than the fact that his lawyer was not present at this time. He looked at himself, he was stripped to his pants, he only had his singlets and boxers on. Even the chief whom he once knew behaved like he was some riffraff pulled out from the dump site. He was indeed tired of the h
“Derek did they hurt you? What happened? Why are you here?” Maya's voice echoed through out the first few minutes he was in the room. He sat still, the picture of Maya and Peter became more blurry as the seconds went by,he leaned back and fell backwards. The watchman immediately grabbed him up and poured some water on his head, resuscitating him. “Haeeeww!” He exhaled deeply as he came back to life. He kept mumbling some words rapidly until the watchman became confused. He strapped Derek to the chair to avoid a second occurrence then called for help. He moved his neck to his right weakly and let his tongue out. Peter was frightened to his bones while Maya kept tapping his checks rapidly shouting “don't die! Please wake up!”The Chief Police Officer came to the scene and saw Derek's situation. He started vibrating like an epileptic patient and immediately the Chief Police knew that his shenanigans we're just to deceive him. “Leave him alone! How long have you been with him?” He a
“You seemed not to be listening but actually you were. I'm glad we were able to reach a consensus. The Windsors and Derek, from the house of Jack are prominent figures in this society and this sort of mistake shouldn't repeat itself ever again.” Margaret bent her brow when her statement wasn't met with an answer.Maya winked at Derek and Derek smiled back, he was happy to be free again. Those few hours were tormentous, he knew that but he was able to think things through. He wouldn't have to rely on Peter to make this happen, he woke up with a plan.“Mrs. Windsors I have heard all you've said and will take note of that. “ The Chief Police Officer answered.“My son-in-law deserves an apology if we're not to take this any further. My daughter tells me you were given instructions from an unknown powerful man and we seek to know him. His name and an apology and you still get to keep your job.”“Very well Mrs. Windsors, I won't withhold such an important information. His name is Mr. Luther
A store where equipments of such kind was obviously rare but he had promised Derek, he couldn't be more disappointing than he already was. He checked his google map, there had to be one somewhere close by. He checked the price, more than a hundred dollars. The company could not afford to purchase one time useful items, he thought to himself. He knew it was a better option, to hire. He picked his phone and dialed a number, it rang.“Hello am I speaking to Wes.” Peter asked“Yeah man, this is Wes. You are?” Wes replied curiously.“Peter, Peter the funny guy at the club, friends with-“Oh oh, I remember, at the clubhouse, yeah?” Wes demanded.“Yes man. So how are you doing?” Peter asked“I'm good. Great to hear from you.” Wes replied disinterestedly.“It's been such a long time.” Peter continued.“I know you didn't call just to ask about my welfare so what can I do for you?” Wes asked candidly.“Now that you've asked, I need a periscope.” Peter requested softly, not following his frankn
Davin heaved a sigh of relief few minutes into the drive, “now we're safe!” He exclaimed.“Safe from what? As long as I know, there was no danger there, you were just being squeamish and insecure which is not good for your personality.” James said, arching his brow.“I'll have to stop you there! You'll not speak to me as you like. I had a premonition, the ancestors whispered to my ears and I had to act fast.” Davin reprimanded him immediately.“Okay, I'm sorry I disrespected you. I won't speak on this subject again.” James concluded and they rode home silently.***Derek couldn't function properly in the office. All he could think of was what the news would be like. He was so eager but he had to keep his hopes low because it was Peter. He may have made the new big but he made it even bigger. A call came in from his cellular and he picked.“Good evening sir, Am I speaking to Mr. Jack.” The voice over the phone asked.“Yes this is Derek Jack and you are?”“This is Mr. Robb speaking.”“O
He got into his office, he had administrative duties. He scanned through the files on his desks, it was too much to handle in a week and he still had to find out who the mysterious owner was. He took a bunch of files and stopped by the general office. He slammed files on desks of his subordinates and gave instructions before leaving. Obviously they were not happy but he's wasn't concerned, that was the only way to get things running smoothly or else he was going to burn out quickly.He got into his car and saw the periscope carton at the back. He rented it so he had to drop it off as quickly as he could before reaching her office. It was ten minutes past the official closure time, he had to hurry. Wes’ store would definitely closely later and besides the agreement was for a day, it wasn't up to twenty-fout hours so he felt liberated. He accelerated quickly to get to his destination and soon he was there. The first object in sight struck him hard and he became so joyous, he almost cri
The sun rose again indicating day break, a day where few humans would wake up and fewer will see the next sunrise. The contrasting beauty of the sun over the horizon and the Hunan's hostile nature made one wonder the splendor of the being who created all things. The blanket covered his knees and in his hand was a glass of white wine- a prelude to the breakfast he had already ordered. “Awe-inspiring, my ancestors had outdone themselves.” He said, gazing out of the window. The door bell rang, he came down and opened the door, it was James. He was quite anything Davin wanted him to be, a driver when he needed a ride, a delivery man when he needed food, a friend when he needed companionship. In all, James was a loyal and versatile servant.“I got you all you need for the week, I'm thinking you sent the list because you don't want to step out.” James said, dropping the items one by one.“Well said and very thoughtful of you to help out.” Davin acknowledged his assistance, “where are you